i don’t know, my darlings, this week i am sitting here staring at this card, listening to bright eyes, and thinking about how living with depression is a lot like being a small mouse walking on the back of a snake, like how maybe if you just don’t look down you can pretend it’s just the ground, like how - in the end - the snake gets us all, depression or no.
but that’s not all of it, exactly, because it’s also the way that every day is a new day, and the hope in that, and the way that you can move forward even though you know that the next step might be into the snake’s mouth.
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this week’s deck: the wooden tarot
this week’s gems: bumblebee jasper, milky quartz, clear quartz
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