Throwing Spaghetti

From the Tarot of the Secret Forest, the Four of Swords; from the Faeries' Oracle, Faery Godmother:

The human mind is like that monkey, incessantly active by its own nature, then it becomes drunk with the wine of desire, thus increasing its turbulence. —Ram Dass

A statue stands in the forest with birds fluttering all about it; such is our constantly churning mind, even when we're still. Our mind creates thoughts, then throws them at the wall to see what sticks. Dr. A. Wells explains the problem that comes with this process: "We do not normally see our thoughts as inner events: we fuse them with reality." Rather than understanding them as a passing electrical impulse in the brain, we see them as truths that must be listened to and obeyed. The Faery Godmother appears, not to take away our problems, but to offer a bit of grace. Rather than a mind distracted and dispersed by ten thousand things, she grounds us through our senses (rather than thoughts) to what is here and now. Her gift brings wholeness and reminds us to do things for the love of it, without attachment or expectation of some return.