8 of Swords -- Dispatch from the Wild Interior: November 25, 2020

8 of Swords: Metamorphosis is also a kind of stability. A becoming through blindness. How you approach your transfiguration is everything. Are the weapons surrounding you a defense or a threat? Is the red you perceive the thready emanation of your thundrous heart? A binding come loose? A portion of the blood moon pared away and sent down to you? All your becoming is sacred, whether or not you name it that. Not all cages are crucibles, but this one is. And you, rising like smoke through the roof of it.