Cut Me Down

The Hanged Man swings from his post. If you flipped the card upside down, you'd see that he is smiling and appears content. It is just as well that that Page of Swords is facing in the other direction or he'd probably take a swipe at the rope that the guy hangs from. He is younger than the hanging man and doesn't always think before opening his mouth or jumping into action. At the moment, he is enjoying swinging his sword about in the air. He is a raging torrent of ideas and has much to say; not all of it considered.

The last few days have been busy. I met with my friends on Thursday evening and chatted with them into the early hours. There was something about the atmosphere in town. It had a faint feel of Christmas about it; probably because the evenings are beginning to darken and I don't really get out to do things like that in the middle of the week that much anymore - weekends in town have a boisterous atmosphere and are quite different. My teaching friend was a help with regards to advice and we talked about the job I am still considering applying for. She also thinks that I can handle it and gave me some ideas around what I could share in my workshops with the kids. In a sense, I see this in today's cards; I have been in suspension with regard to work, but new thoughts and ideas are starting to take form, as indicated by the Page of Swords.

I got up pretty early yesterday and went over to see my friend and her daughter. We had coffee on her patio and then took her little girl to the library. She treated us all to dinner on our way back. There are some friends who are just so easy to be around and Kate is one of them. We talked tarot for a while, as she had been on a day's course, which she found inspiring and seemed to have learned a lot from. The tutor taught from home and had invited her and her friend there. It was just the three of them and the lady provided lunch. Kate suggested that I could do something similar when I finally have a place of my own and it is another idea I will give some more thought. I always thought about teaching tarot in some way but never considered this method of personal tuition on a smaller scale before.

My boyfriend fancied going for a drink last night. After being out the night before, I wasn't so into the idea, but did it for him. He had had a hard day at work and last night was the first evening of his ten days off. We went across the road and my mate joined us. Once there, I was happy to be out. I like popping over to the local more than going into the main town; the night's are more relaxed and we can roll home at a reasonable hour.

This post is one of both good and bad news. When my boyfriend picked me up from Kate's, he told me that his neighbour's son had been killed in a motorbike accident. He was just 25. I don't know him, but occasionally said hello or smiled when we passed each other outside of the house. I find it so difficult to get my head around how someone can be here one day and then not the next. His parents must be in an unimaginable place at the moment. How awful must it be to wave someone off in the morning and for them to never come back?

You may remember my posts about Richard, who was badly injured in Bali and needed to be flown home to the UK in an air ambulance. The £80,000 that was loaned by an unknown benefactor seems to be half-paid at the moment, so with £40,000 still to raise, there is a string of events planned for tomorrow. The good news involves his recovery. When his father went to sit at his bedside, as usual the doctors told him that they had a surprise. When he walked into the room, Richard was sitting in a chair. He is now out of his coma. From what I have heard, there is still a long way to go, but he is beginning to respond to people. In the local news, it was said that he grinned when his father asked him to give his mum a smile. This doesn't make up for the terrible motorcycle accident that killed my boyfriend's neighbour, but like many, I am relieved that Richard has begun to find his way out of the darkness he has been cloaked under for nearly two months. The cards seem to have pulled up many situations and I see them in this one too. The Page of Swords is often seen as a messenger. In Richard's case, he has turned and cut the guy down from his period of suspension, which we found out about this morning.

It is so warm today. While my boyfriend had a lay in, my parents drove me to a boot fair this morning - one of my favourite things to do. I bought a mini Sharman Caselli for a pound and a little gift for my friend abroad. It was so hot that it was uncomfortable to walk around there. My boyfriend and I have just finished dinner, and with the windows open, we can hear the sound of a barbecue a couple of doors away. Oddbod and her vile clan are there and I can hear the gob of her youngest precocious brat above everyone else. Despite the din of Dumber, we are relaxed and looking forward to a few days of more planned activities as we embark on my boyfriend's holiday from work.



Illustrations from The Sharman Caselli Tarot by Giovanni Caselli