Pour It In Me

From the Daniloff Tarot, the Four of Cups; from the Kwan Yin sticks, #73:

I've had  a lot of people I care deeply about dealing with some heavy stuff lately, and as usual, I've let their situations affect me. Like the guy in the card, I'm hanging on to let the tsunami wave pass. This fellow has joints like a puppet, suggesting that I've allowed myself to be controlled by my emotions rather than just experiencing them. Before I let go of that tree, I'm going to let that teapot pour some peace in my heart and mind to rejuvenate myself.
The verses for stick 73 read:

Sudden spring thunder wakes the insects and worms.

They sing together gaily and dance in a circle,

free from winter hibernation

deep in the earth.

I am often amazed at how tarot and other divination devices reflect real life. Yesterday evening, while the sun was still shining brightly, we had a sudden crack of thunder seemingly out of the blue. The lightning hit a substation, knocking out power for quite a long while. It pulled my family away from all our electronic devices, so we sat together, talked and laughed. Tonight, I'll be leading the meditation meeting, and the first type we'll be doing is a kirtan (singing as we sit in a circle). That teapot has already been pouring out its contents, but I'm just now realizing it.