Over a crisp glass of Sancerre I meditated on questions and stepping into a future decade. Asking where I am now, my spread indicated balance, a word I am coming to terms with more and more.
Life cannot turn if an all or nothing approach is adopted, everything in balance. A wheel of fortune may nod towards current success, but it is a wheel, which turns from one side to another.
The seven of wands and four of pentacles regularly creep up for me. Reminders to remain nimble and hold ground. By weathering storms ahead and preparing stable ground, things look pretty bright, domestically content, strong in terms of leadership. As a child I grew up watching Days of Our Lives, at the start of the show a narrator states "Like sands through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives." I guess that's a pretty good statement to live by.