If you surrendered to the wind, you could ride it.
I recently traveled to Europe for a videography project. I promise I’m trying so hard not to make it my entire personality, but sometimes when you feel aligned in a place, messages hit a little harder, more clearly. The text on a stranger’s tee shirt staring you in the face while waiting to cross Las Ramblas in Barcelona. A book turned to the exact right page in a back alley crystal shop in Nice after everything else went wrong that day. The deck you picked up in that same store telling you to chill the fuck out the first shuffle out of the box. It still smells like the santal incense the owner was burning.
Fine. Message received. I’m trying to force things again. Whatever.
I constantly fall into the trap of needing to know how everything is going to work out, and then panicking at the blindness. Not IF they will work out, somehow I know they will. I need a detailed road map that simply does not exist. Some may say: “Babe that’s a call for a SSRI.” And to that I say let me raw dog life and talk to my mystical cards mmkay?
The lack of control is an excruciating lesson in patience and surrendering, both I can never seem to fully grasp. I don’t think I’m alone in this. So here’s to giving white knuckles a rest and waving a white flag at the universe instead. Pop a Lexapro and let’s get into it how tarot will tell you it’s time to surrender.
Tarot cards associated with surrender:
🏳️ The Hanged Man: Kindred Modern.
Despite the name, this card is a cheeky wink, and the man depicted on the card in a traditional deck is so fucking smug, like the minor flourish on presented in only the “g” of this font. Time spent in the hanged position is chosen, not forced. A moment of inward calculation of next steps and a reminder that sometimes the best action is inaction.
The Tower: Sacco.
“Dramatic” card, dramatic font. I used to cringe at this card, the traditional imagery is ominous. It signifies upcoming radical change, but often I find it is much more subtle. It’s not always literal destruction, yet it is always a necessary foundational change to move you forward. Whether that is in your physical world or in your internal realm, it is a reminder that change is the only constant.
🧎♀️➡️ Four of Swords:
TC Chadlewood. Honestly this font was picked off of vibes. I have no good explanation. Let go and let god, amiright? This is the retreat after the battle and heartbreak of the Three of Swords which precedes the Four of Swords. Stillness and tenderness in your personal sanctuary are your remedy now. This card is begging you to let “it” go and take a fucking break to find clarity, it’s time to put down your weapons, they won’t help you in this moment.
⛵️ Eight of Cups: Jonathan.
This card comes to me as a drawn out sigh. There’s a sense of disappointment, and I picture this card with Jonathan as a handwritten fed-up manifesto. It’s not all negative, but it signals to release what no longer serves you, even if you’ve put your whole ass into it. Turning your back on the familiar and stepping into the unknown to align to a truer you.
Do you notice how exhausting it is on your precious energy trying to control everything? How truly tired you are? Free will exists. Tricks of fate exist. Control is an illusion. Things shift when you stop gripping so tightly. Not because you don’t care, but because you’re not forcing anymore. There’s a freedom releasing the illusion of control, even if nothing around you has changed yet.
Okay, I think that’s all. I love you. Thanks for being here.