My mother gave me a tarot deck to get me out of my own head. This eclipse season, two cards are asking me to do it again.

Six of Pentacles “No, no, you chose. You chose to get ahead. You want this life. Those choices are necessary.” — Miranda Priestly During a rewatch of The Devil Wears Prada ahead of the new movie, it occurred to me that opportunities are only gifts when we understand the motivations of the giver. Without that understanding, we lack the ability to employ discernment in deciding for ourselves — to “choose for ourselves,” as Miranda notes to Andy in Paris. Andy spent the better p

If the 2 of Wands is all gas no brakes — Martian will hurling itself forward — the 3 is the first deep breath you take when you reach the plateau. You know that moment—you’re a bit sweaty, hands on hips. Chest heaving a bit. The view opens up in front of you. And then, almost immediately, the question that follows every arrival: now what. That's this card. The inception point where the conqueror becomes the leader. He's not standing on that outcropping looking at the horizon