I stayed up all night painting.
My paintbrush dipping and streaking lush deep red against walls a hundred years old.
Powered incense smoking from a cast iron cauldron,
my tarot cards spread out,
three red candles burning in the middle of the empty room.
I painted a new story in that room
built on magic, on fiery passion, on perfumed smoke, on wild creativity and up-all-night thoughts.
This morning, I walked in to see the sunlight reflect on my work,
and somewhere in the early morning my cards spilled,
tipped over and gave a reading of their own….
I wanted to share it with you.
Because I feel like this is for all of us…..
The Fool spoke of PURE POTENTIAL.
The Fool, that gorgeous chick just emerging from its own egg,
the Fool knows no boundaries.
What the hell is that?
The Fool is saying…throw yourself wildly into the unknown.
Take a chance.
Lead with your heart.
Do something new.
FUCK the obstacles and fear.
There is no room for that in your head….
And like the very best things in life…
some people will turn to you and say…
“You want to do what? That’s crazy! Only a fool would do that…..”
And just smile.
Throw yourself into it with your heart…
and show ’em how it’s done.
Have a great weekend, my Loves!
Go get it.