September 16: A message from Mother Earth.
Five of Wands
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Forecast: tormenta.
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The storm which hangs low on the horizon?
It’s natural.
It’s normal.
It will blow through.
Let it.
Thunder and lightening and hail and wind and rain.
It comes to clean the streets.
To wash yesterdays muck away.
To leave space for whatever mess we’ll make tomorrow.
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Cats and Cankles 