Monday, June 3, 2013

Regrets, Tarot, and Monday Fortune Cookie 6/3/13


SNARKY RESPONSE:  Oh, that's smart! Then when Father Time comes tromping through there in his sandals and stubs his toe on my regrets, he'll probably give me something to be truly sorry for.

Bury your regrets in the sands of time.

Okay, Fortune Cookie Guru, I get it. Let 'em go. Release them and set myself free. Easier said than done. What is it about human nature that we will hang on longer to negative feelings than we do positive ones? Why do we obsess and dissect past mistakes, but toss aside happy experiences and successes with a careless hand? 

Five of Cups
Robin Wood Tarot
For some reason, this fortune cookie drew me back to the counsel of the 5 of Cups from my favorite Tarot card deck, The Robin Wood Tarot Deck. So here's a little Tarot lesson:

I always refer to the 5 of Cups as the "crying over spilt milk" card. I've found this card to represent situations where someone is spending too much dwelling on past loss and not accepting what remains. Yes, three cups have been spilt, their contents irretrievably lost, but two cups remain, just to the side of the figure. When I see this card, I tell myself or my client that all is not lost. There is something left, something that can be salvaged, something that can help to ease and heal the pain. It is the questioner's failure to accept the loss and move forward that is keeping the pain alive and crippling their recovery. And no, it's not an easy thing to do, but it's a necessary part of the process.

Now, I'm not saying I'm not guilty of being stuck in a loop of "poor me's" and "why me's," but it's important that it not become an endless loop.

Anyone else out there read tarot? What's your favorite deck? How do you interpret the Five of Cups?


  1. I know nothing about reading Tarot...I'm not even sure I've ever seen a complete deck! But I know plenty about hanging on to disappointments or worries far too long. This is a great message to give myself time to process the "bad thing" that happened, but to remind myself that I eventually have to move on. Not talking major trauma or loss here, but for those things that would fall into the "spilt milk" category!

    1. Thanks for stopping by, Leah! I'll have to try to remember to bring one with me some time. It's a hard thing to remember, indeed, but if you can do it, life is that much easier.