Veronica is my evil twin/alter ego and queen of Tarot. She has everything I don’t….copious cleavage, hordes of boy toys trailing after her and a hankering for day drinking. The only thing I have in common with her is we both write about Tarot for this blog!
Have you ever found yourself at a dinner party, seated next to someone who just won’t shut the fuck up?
You sit there all polite and quiet, listening to them drone on and on about their gluten sensitivity and talented grandchildren….
All the while resenting every minute and frantically looking for an escape. But they are not your jailer. Your misplaced sense of politeness is.
Then, after an evening of storing up all your anger, you get home to your loving spouse and viciously tear into him for leaving a dirty fork on the counter!
Here’s the thing – your politeness is like money, it isn’t limitless. So don’t go squandering all your nicey niceness on boring people who suck. Save it for those who matter.
Brilliant! Really interesting take on the Eight of Swords which is all about self entrapment.
I have to say these eight of swords self-limit reminders are really helpful, and really timely for me: I have been thinking so much about how *I* limit *me* based on the poor levels of maturity of others, so they don’t get upset if I come across as something they want to compete with or be ‘better than’ or whatever humans do. I don’t think of others as ‘better’ or ‘worse’ than me, but understand that too often people’s weird understandings make life unnecessarily hard for others, so I sort of try to shrink myself to not make others upset. It’s a bad idea, although the intention of not making others feel bad somehow *seems* good at the time! I think it can extend to a lot of parts of people’s lives–thanks for the reminder!