Friday, July 14, 2017

fly

I want to fly like an eagle, to the sea . . .
Steve Miller
Okay. I will admit the first song earworming its way into my head was Bette Midler singing about that wind beneath the wings thing. But that's bullshit, because our Father of Air isn't beneath anything, never mind anyone else's wings. Today, this Father is an eagle, flying high and, yes, probably to the sea. From this vantage point he can see quite a bit. In the Big Picture, his eagle eye can spy the details that can't go unnoticed and must be tended to. His expectations are high, but that is only because he has a good idea you can meet them. The Father of Air believes in you more than you might believe in yourself. Which is a double-edged sword. Because it means, by golly, you've got to put on your A game ~ whether you're feeling it or not.

So.

Step back from the plan, circumstance, or situation. Keep your cool and be diplomatic. Believe in yourself because, sometimes, you're all you've got. In short, you've got this. Now. Carry on.

The Everyday Tarot

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