Today, when I finally got out of bed (still so exhausted that my blood felt like it was sizzling) I found an email from a recruiter in my inbox. Coincidentally enough, I had just decided the day before that I desperately needed to find a new job. I will be running myself ragged, with the coloring and the cafe and an office position, but I need the money, and there’s too much to do to get my various artistic pursuits in a position to pay my bills. It would be nice to be able to sock away a little something to buy film and canvases and all the myriad other things I need.
In my last three tarot readings, the Ten of Swords (“Ruin”) card has shown up prominently each time. However, it brings promise with it, that right now is the ruinous period, and there’s only one way to go from here.