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Last week was a big week. The Tower, Uranus entering Gemini, the invitation to face the thing. I didn’t want any of that carrying over into this morning’s pull. Whatever last week asked of us, this is a new week. A new card. A new conversation.
We had the Ten of Cups. We know what’s waiting. We don’t need to carry the nervousness forward about what the Tower might bring.
So, I settled in, cleared what I could, and asked… on behalf of all of us… what does this week need to bring through?
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⚔️ The Three of Swords. ⚔️
And I really sat with that, it didn’t surprise me to see it.
After the Tower it makes a certain kind of sense that this card arrived next. The Tower said something is coming, prepare yourself, face it. And the Three of Swords shows up this week and says…
Here it is. This is what it feels like.
This is the part where we actually feel it.
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Let’s take a few to look at the Three of Swords.
In the RWS deck the image doesn’t hide from you. A heart. Three swords piercing straight through it. Storm clouds. Rain. It is one of the most direct images in the entire deck, it doesn’t ask you to interpret it, it just shows you exactly what it is.
Pain. Grief. The thing that’s been sitting in your chest that you haven’t quite let yourself fully feel yet.
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There’s something that we can look at, that we can acknowledge before we get too far.
Those swords are already there. They didn’t just arrive. They’ve been there, some of them for a long time. And if you’ve ever had a wound with something still in it you know that keeping it in can feel like the only way. You go about your day. You function. You hold yourself together. Because if you take the swords out the wound opens and the bleeding starts and you don’t know if you can handle that on a Tuesday morning.
So, you leave them in.
We all do it. We keep the swords in the heart so that we can make it through our day.
This is what I think the Three of Swords is saying this week…
Sometimes you have to let the wounds bleed. Yeah. You have to.
And it doesn’t have to be dramatic. It doesn’t have to be the thing you think it is or fear it is. Sometimes what’s piercing your heart isn’t a crisis or a catastrophe. Sometimes it’s something you’ve been holding onto out of nostalgia rather than actual worth. Something that was real and good and mattered… and simply doesn’t fit anymore on the path you’re walking now. That can be just as hard to release as anything else. Sometimes harder, because you can’t even justify the grief. It just is.
Or maybe you know exactly what it is. Maybe you’ve known for a while. The thing that’s been nagging at you quietly, the wound you’ve been carefully managing around, the truth you’ve been keeping at arm’s length because feeling it fully felt like too much.
The Three of Swords says, it’s time. Not to wallow, not to spiral, but to sit with it. Voluntarily. On your own terms. To take responsibility for your healing by allowing yourself to actually feel what’s there.
Because that is how the swords come out.
Not by ignoring them. Not by being strong enough to pretend they aren’t there. But by acknowledging them, sitting with the pain they’ve caused, and choosing to deliberately let the wound breathe.
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If this week the Three of Swords finds you… if something surfaces, if a truth makes itself known, if the grief or the ache or the thing you’ve been carefully managing around finally asks to be felt, please take care of yourself.
This card is not just a teacher. It is an invitation to love your own heart.
Because here is what we forget when we’re in pain. The heart that is hurting is not weak. It is not broken. It is not failing you. It has been carrying those swords, sometimes for years, and still showing up. Still beating. Still getting you through your days.
That deserves some tenderness.
So, this week, whatever comes up… give yourself permission to feel it. Really feel it. And then wrap yourself up. Literally if you need to. The warm blanket, the cup of tea, the long bath, the good cry that’s been waiting. Whatever it is that makes you feel held and safe and cared for.
Maybe you need to sit with someone you trust. Maybe you need to sit alone. Maybe you need to ugly cry to a song that knows exactly where you are. Whatever it is… do that thing. Without guilt. Without telling yourself you should be over it by now or that it isn’t worth the tears.
It is worth the tears.
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The Three of Swords can teach us about self love. Not the kind that looks good, not the version that gets put on greeting cards, not the toxic positive kind, but the real kind. The kind that looks at your heart honestly and says… you’ve been carrying this long enough. Let it go.
That is the work this week. Not the Tower’s bold confrontation. Something quieter.
Just you. And your heart. And the permission to finally feel what’s there.
These past weeks things build one on top of the other…
Passage. Recognition. Flow. Stillness. Intention. Roots. Reckoning. And now… feeling. The part of the journey where we stop managing the wound and let it breathe.
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If this is your first week here… welcome. You haven’t missed anything. You arrived exactly when you were meant to.
That’s how it works. That’s always how it works.
The embers are still glowing. Pull up your chair.
See you next Sunday. 🔥