Crying over spilt milk. Two cups in front of you are poured out, emptied. The sorrow is palpable, because something precious and good has been lost. Yet, at the same time three cups… Continue reading
Two cups have fallen or been knocked over, their contents spilled upon the ground to run away into the dust. Three others remain upright, but ignored. While it’s true that something unfortunate has… Continue reading
Full Flickr set. Nancy’s take on the Four of Cups. The Four of Cups from Stephanie’s perspective.
The Four of Cups is someone locked in their head. It’s apathy, sorrow. That place deep inside where hope has disappeared and there is nothing left but emptiness. It’s a place beyond sadness.… Continue reading
Four cups sit, three together and one apart. One group is dream, illusion, fantasy; the other, reality. In comparison to our dreams, reality can often seem drab and grim- and yet, if we… Continue reading