Over April I rediscovered the joy of tarot reading. It's been nearly 20 years since I last spent any significant amount of time on them and so I feel I am looking at the cards with fresh eyes. Take The Chariot, for example; I used to see struggle in it... but now I notice his happy face! He seems to be relishing the challenge... If I close my eyes I can see him go by, hooves pummelling the earth, dust flying, his voice projecting encouragement and direction. There is passion and energy in the image. Yes, the horses are pulling in different directions but he's in control, driving forwards from a place of exhilaration and enthusiasm. What a great feeling!
