The otter is for me the perfect choice for the Ace of Cups - a fur-wrapped embodiment of joy. Though these animals must find food and safety, mate and raise children, they still make it all appear as merry playfulness. "Life is too wonderful and delicious not to appreciate," they tell me. "Love is about finding the beauty and delight in everything and everyone around you." The interesting thing about the Ace of Cups is that the more it is shared, the bigger it becomes. The slices of pie don't become smaller for each person, the pie just gets larger.
The Frouds describe this fairy as the queen of blessings, breathing her grace on all who cross her path. Yesterday a friend and I were discussing the Golden Botticelli's Eight of Cups card. Instead of the traditional version of walking away from the cups, there is a priest blessing the cups. Rather than cursing those who've wreaked havoc or caused harm, he asks that grace be given to them. Lately, I've had a few of those kind of people in my life, and I'm reminded by this queen to bless them. I prefer to use a loving-kindness meditation as I picture them in my mind:
May you be filled with loving-kindness;
May you be well;
May you be peaceful and at ease;
May you be happy.
When I feel resistance to offering this cup, I'll try to remember blessing them will only make my cup grow rather than shrink.
The slices of pie don't become smaller for each person, the pie just gets larger. This is exactly how I felt when my second child was born. Great metaphor
ReplyDeleteSometimes I wonder if (walking away) from the cups is doing us any good. Changing our perception of these cups might be a better idea.
I do understand walking way if there is a danger - emotional or physical. But perhaps if that is not the case, detachment (heart on, hands off) might be a better option.
DeleteThis is what I have chosen to do regarding to my personal life. Walking away wasn't an option for me and self sacrifice neither.
DeleteYou are a wise woman, my friend. :)
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