Eight of Swords: Blooms of the Moment

I’m doing my best to take responsibility for my own sense of well-being. This practice is centered around a pretty hard-for-me-to-argue idea.

If your happiness rests on anything outside yourself, you're screwed. Click To Tweet

That’s certainly been my experience, anywho.

Obviously, I am not gonna love everything and everybody, all the time. I’m way not Jesus! And I’m not trying to deny myself acceptance, those times I’m more storm clouds than sunshine. All feelings are valuable. Feelings help you navigate from wherever you find yourself, back to who you really are.

I just like being happy. I like feeling good. And I’ve found my world runs better if I pay less attention to who else is right, and more attention to what’s right for me. It feels better that way. Nobody else can mess up my world. Not permanently, anyway. What goes on in my head is what is determining my experience, whether my perspective feeds my happy or starves it.

I like to feed the happy.

It’s my aim to love whatever good I can find, anywhere I can find it. I go out there intentionally seeking life’s sparkles and shiny bits. Making a habit out of it day after day after day until it comes as naturally as breathing.

And if you make this one of your intentions and practice it? You’ll start to see more and more of those shiny bits. Your life will become awash in blooms.

Next Week, Sayth the Cards

Our guidance comes in the form of the Eight of Air from The Good Tarot (better known of as the Eight of Swords). Isn’t it a pretty deck? And from the Botanical Inspirations deck, the Morning Glory–associated with Affection and Determination.

The Eight of Swords is an old friend to me (or nemesis,whatever). This card encourages us to open our eyes and look around honestly, without the distortions of fear, guilt or self-criticism that keep us paralyzed. It’s a time to look at ourselves less critically, from a higher perspective and release the illusion we have no choices. All roads lead home. Damnit.

Morning Glories hold a special place in my heart. I’m surrounded by their delightful bursts of color each spring and summer on my front porch. Each year, they manage to surprise me anew with their ingenuity and will to spread more even profusely, further and further from where I originally plopped them into the dirt.

Like blessings that insist on multiplying.

To me, Morning Glories wonderfully embody the concept of being fully present in the moment. The Morning Glory graces anyone nearby with a spectacular show of stunningly colorful blooms. But you cannot see those same blooms tomorrow! Nor will you see yesterday’s blooms today. The only blooms you ever see on a morning glory are today’s blooms. It’s now, now, now.

And each night, today’s beautiful blooms quietly wither and drop, making way for tomorrow’s batch of floral goodness. The future takes care of itself as the pods from spent blooms transform to seed and in doing so, make way for next year’s joy. With amazing determination and tenacity.

In short, be determined to express your affection. Start by aiming unconditional love straight at yourself. Back off anywhere you’re not grooving the loving vibe and actively seek out the blooms of the moment. Look for all the good you can find. Now. And now. And now.

You’ll get a better handle on your own happy and you’ll become an expert at finding things to be happy about.

And if you want some help re-orienting your perspective? Give me a holler for a session.

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