It is Halloween, the day which is exactly between the summer and the winter solstice. Tradition says that on this day the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead is thin . True or not, on this day the Celts made contact with their dead. Many pagan and Wicca groups use this day to remember their dead, influenced by the Celts. In their traditions this day is not called Halloween, but Samhain.
I’ve pulled a card today in order to remember my ancestors. I have chosen one of them, one of my grandmothers, and I have asked myself how she shaped (influenced) my life.
The Arthurian Tarot is the deck I have used, and I have pulled two cards, by accident. I just held them in my hand. They were: sword eight and grail two.
Sometimes I am too loyal. At that times I am ‘blind’ for dependencies and for my own wishes in relationships.
This is depicted by the card with the two birds (grail two), as seen from the other card, sword eight, stagnation. The water stagnates on that card, it does not move. In fact, I thought (and hoped) that I had tackled this problem, but I have not. This issue is a life theme for me I am afraid. And yes, I can trace the reasons for it back to my roots.
What this influence of my grandmother teaches me, is that in these situations I must draw that sword that stands besides the pond, and do whatever is best… for me (and those last two words are the venom here, that is what is so hard).