A change and a rest
Not the most obvious card to start my 2025 posts off with but, as ever, the Tarot has a way of showing us what we need to see. Whether we want to or not.
As you know I have taken a little break from writing here and although I have been continuing to incorporate the cards into my everyday life and journaling it felt as though it wasn’t really work that I was ready to share with anyone else. The January hibernation energy felt very strong, I guess and the messages that were coming up for me felt deeply personal and not really very relevant to the wider world.
Drawing The Death card this morning was like a splash of cold water across the face though, a real wake up moment. And a sign that a new chapter is ahead. The Death card is about endings - yes. But it also about new beginnings, the kind of transformation where one thing has to end in order for another to begin.
I realised that I had become way too hung up on the Substack membership model of having free/paid subscribers. I had forgotten that the real reason I created this Substack was to give myself space and permission to write and explore about topics very different to my professional Everyday Knitter space.
I originally intended for this to be a free and expansive place for me to write and explore but I had allowed myself to get sidetracked by what Substack wanted from me - rather than what I wanted for myself.
So I have decided to give myself a little shake, keep the payments section here firmly on pause and take the pressure off. I’ll continue to write here as often as I feel called to do, with no self-imposed pressure or deadlines. Writing from the heart, exploring the Tarot in my own way, at my own pace and free to read.
And I very much hope you will join me, step by step.
If you would like to start 2025 with some gentle direction or guidance from the cards I do have some spaces open now for online bookings.
You can find those by tapping the link below and if you have any questions at all please don’t hesitate to ask.
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