I was all set to write the last of the Fool's Journey Tarot posts today, when life, and death, got in the way. Got a call yesterday from a very close friend, who's husband has been ill for almost a year. He had died. Needless to say, the past twenty-four hours have been a bit of a blur, and that's just for me and other friends and family of my friend and her husband. For her, they've been beyond what the rest of us can comprehend on an emotional level.
So I hope and know that you'll understand why business as planned is not happening on my blog post today, and I thank you.
Before I sign off today, though, I do want to share that as I get older I learn each day that everything is experience, and that we can be fulfilled by being open to all of it, the bad with the good, if we respect it and ourselves. I saw true grace in my friend yesterday, who laughed and cried and told stories and listened to stories as we sat with her for hours. We ate and drank a little, but mostly we talked, and I saw a woman who accepted devastating reality with dignity and humility and found a way to still feel love, and even humor, in her life. Stay open to life, and life will stay open for you. A message for us all.
Next week, I'll be back here with Tarot's Fool. Come back then, and we'll find our where his journey has taken him. Thanks.