Praise for Brother Sun

From the Nigel Jackson Tarot, the Sun; from the Sabian Symbols, "Aries 22:"

       After several continuous days of gray skies and rain,  I'm beginning to feel like I'm living underneath a pile of damp leaf litter. What a coincidence to hear the weatherman predict the sun will come out again today. I feel like throwing up my hands and singing praises like these two folks in the image. It's hard not to feel joyful when you draw the Sun; it represents energy, clarity, warmth and happiness. A spoonful of sugar might help the medicine go down, but a spoonful of gratitude and some sunshine can pull me out of the mulligrubs.
       The visual for Aries 22 is: The gate opens to the garden of all fulfilled desires. Wow, now this phrase sounds like winning the lottery for life. But there's a bit of a catch - the gate is open, but I still must walk through it. Should I try to sneak in? Will I be trespassing? Anyone who's ever been in an emotionally or physically abusive situation will understand this line of reasoning. We might see something good, but we expect to have it snatched away if we reach for it. Even if we're enjoying something, there's a part of us that is waiting for the other shoe to drop. But the irony is that life is full of change and marked by impermanence for everyone. So what if I only get to drink the nectar for a few days or even minutes? That moment in the sun can keep me warm until the next opportunity arises. I'll take what I can get and appreciate it while I can.