Dispatch from the Wild Interior: November 18, 2020

Page of Pentacles: There are stones that when we happen upon them make of us whole mountains. And mountains that remind us every stone was once part of a greater whole. What that you possess would you not trade for anything? When did you find it, and how do you keep it safe? A day spent in contemplation of beauty could never be a wasted day. Today is a good day to find a garden on which to gaze. Do you remember when it didn’t matter what you made, only who you were? The stone only cares how it’s held, not how much the holder believes it’s worth. Only wants to be seen and known as part of something larger, and also in and of itself complete.