Ace of Pentacles / Dispatch from the Wild Interior

Dispatch from the Wild Interior: Ace of Pentacles: Every beginning requires its own sort of balance. Is the coin on which you sit spinning or pulsing? Does it need you to hold tighter or dance? Are the clouds clearing or gathering, headed toward or coming from the trees? When a flower is in full bloom it is also launching its process of going to seed, of dying to become something multiply new. What is contained in the bud and blossom of this instant, waiting to be pollinated and dropped to the waiting loam? Everything’s a little bit on fire in its own manner -- even the atmosphere, even the future. Even you.