When I made this blog, my thought process went like this… Hey, hey, there’s this amazing online tarot community, and tarot bloggers who are writing interesting stuff about tarot, which is one of my favorite things! This is a party I’d like to go to! I’m going to write things about tarot too! Of course I wanted people to read my blog, because what’s interesting to me is the conversation. But I was also like, Miriam, obvs you are amazing but realistically probably no one is going to read your blog, the internet is a big place. And that was fine and I made a blog and it was great.
And then, you guise! This amazing tarot reader/blogger read my blog! There are not enough exclamation points to convey my delight. She was kind and encouraging and supportive and it was so lovely. And I was like, yes! This is amazing!
You may know what is coming next if you are anything like me. Which is… I freaked out. I could not write anything because what if it wasn’t any good anymore? UGH. Early, small successes can be such a mixed blessing.
To help myself get out of that brain-spiral, I decided to pull a card about trying a new thing and being afraid of doing it wrong and having a whole lot of feelings about that. I got the Four of Wands.
In this card, a tree-person sits cross-legged on the ground, arms lifted to the sky. They are surrounded by a bounty of grapes, pears, and peaches. They have cute belly rolls and a leaf-bra, and their hair also is made of leaves. They are flanked by four tree friends.
This card is about celebrating a stage completed; one step on the ladder, even though there are many more steps to go. The fruit reminds me of the fall harvest, but peaches* are a summer fruit, and they remind me of hot lazy afternoons by the river. I like that as a transition. Summer is complete, fall is coming, and this person is grounded and joyfully connected to it all.
In terms of blogging, this is a reminder to take things one step at a time. Just write some stuff, publish it, feel the delight of connecting with people, and then…write some more stuff. Be who you are, be where you are, and celebrate the step you just climbed. That’s enough. Just write some stuff.
I think I can do that. And hello again!
* I cannot talk about peaches without telling you a part of this poem, The Art of Blessing the Day, by Marge Piercy. “This is the blessing for a ripe peach/this is luck made round/frost can nip the blossom, kill the bee/it can drop, a hard green useless nut/brown fungus, the burrowing worm that coils in rot can blemish it and wind crush it on the ground/yet this peach fills my mouth with juicy sun.”