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The Turn of an Unfriendly Card
Turn of An Unfriendly Card (Tarot 3 of Swords) I cannot empathize with a shattered heart. That image of a fragile, breakable baby pink orb Is insulting to how I feel. The turn of an unfriendly card depicts three swords thrust into a still beating heart I feel the sliver blade of that first sword plunge hard, deep and succinctly. I gasp with the pain in my chest I feel the second as it severs sideways and tears my heart from side to side and as grief overwhelms my shredded heart, the third slides neatly, methodically down the middle until it dismembers the connection to keeping it all together, and I double over, sink to the floor, rock my body and cry. What I avoided is staring at me daring me to accept the inevitable and grow from upheaval Become something greater that the puddle I’ve collapsed into, grow something strong from the richness of the blood-meal soaked earth. The sword hurts and tears again while being pulled out in necessary preparation for the healing to begin. My heart is not fragile.
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