It’s January, the beginning of a new year, new adventures and, for many of us, new resolutions. What do you want to change, embrace or explore? Whatever your goals and intentions for 2015, let the Fool guide you.
A traditional tarot deck begins with a card commonly called the Fool. It may seem a strange choice, since the tarot is all about wisdom and guidance, and yet at its very beginning is a card that often shows an individual leaping off of a cliff, full of innocence and optimism and without, perhaps, much caution.
So why is this card perfect for any new journey? Because whenever we decide to take the risk of trying something new, we are optimistically stepping into the unknown. We can’t know what obstacles we’ll face. We can’t know how or when we’ll meet our goal. But forward we go, full of daring, willing to try–and that is what makes the journey possible.
For example: if your goal is to be healthier, you’re beginning a new way of living, one that may take perseverance, trial and error and a willingness to learn from what works and what doesn’t. The greater your ability to tackle the challenges, try new things, and accept that you are not yet an expert, the greater your odds of achieving victory.
With any new beginning, it’s time to leave behind what no longer serves you and look forward to another way of living. So take the risk, follow your instincts and let the adventure begin!
It’s all true.
Everything the lovers and dreamers said about following your heart, your north star, your bliss–it’s all true. Every bit of it. I’ve read all the books encouraging it; I’ve hoped and dreamed that it was true; I was willing to believe it. I just hadn’t seen it. Until now. There really is magic and mystery in following the path your soul longs to take. Friends do appear to help you; the impossible becomes possible simply to speed your journey. I have no idea how it works, but I am so very grateful that it does.
And yet, that is not quite true. We all know that there is something magical and transformative about love. And so why should it be any different when we fall in love with our path? When you fall in love with where you are and what you are doing, all manner of things become possible. You are transformed, and your life along with you. So of course the lovers and dreamers were right all along. Fall in love with your life, and miracles will surround you.
It took me a long time to find my path and fall in love with it. If you are still seeking yours, I would say only this: don’t give up. Your journey is leading you to just where you need to go. You may not realize it–I certainly didn’t, not for a very long time–but you are already on the road you are meant to take. Every part of your life is part of the adventure. Every part of it is, somehow, bringing you home.
The place where you are right now
God circled on a map for you.
It was the windiest day I’ve ever seen. I was driving through Winslow, Arizona with my mother, sister and aunt. This was not a usual windstorm–the wind was so powerful that the air was thick with dust, trees were bent over and the interstate was shut down. We were stuck, in a town that seemed to offer nothing but wind. Businesses were boarded up, gas stations abandoned. What was once a thriving railway stop was now empty, all but deserted.
We were tired, hungry and thirsty. The wind buffeted the sides of the car so fiercely that staying where we were did not feel safe. Yet we did not know where to go. That was when I saw a sign, an arrow pointing towards “The Turquoise Room.”
Most of the town’s restaurants and shops appeared to be closed; there was no way to know that this one would be any different. But I have always loved the shades of blue and green, turquoise most of all. These colors call to me, sing to me. So I asked my mother, who was driving, to follow the sign. It led us to a beautiful old hotel, housing a restaurant and bar called the Turquoise Room. It was a place of beauty within the windstorm. A place of peace. We settled in, and were served food and drinks just before the electricity died. As we enjoyed our meal by candlelight, a friendly waiter told us about another route we could take to Sedona, one through the mountains, out of the wind.
Intuition speaks to each of us differently, in ways unique to who we are and what we love. In ways that only we can hear. But when you learn to listen, when you learn to follow, you will find yourself led to exactly where you need to be.
May you find your own turquoise path. May it lead you to joy.