The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep! ~ Rumi
The Tower painting looks like shattering glass and reminds me of an incident at home a few summers ago. We were about to sit down to eat one evening when two kids (intentionally) threw rocks through our window, sending shards of glass flying everywhere. It was quite a shock, the same type of jolt the Tower brings. But the Tower is not meant as punishment; rather it is a way to wake me up and allow me to see with a new perspective.
The two dice form "Rainbow," a lovely combination to balance out the harshness of the Tower. It is the hope of healing and beauty, but there is a catch. After some traumatic life lesson in which I have an epiphany, I often feel the need to curl up and sleep. I seek comfort, not the bright light of awakening. Yet I must hold on to what I've learned, sit and process this emotion and knowledge, instead of allowing it to sift through my fingers. There is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, but I'm going to have to follow the light to find it.
