{my fool}

a little while back i talked about wanting to create my own set of tarot cards.
since then i have been marinating in the journey of the fool,
sampling different incarnations of how the card appears to me...

i also realised how easy it is to become stuck at this point,
how the need to have a plan can actually hinder the journey,
creating a state of inertia which counters everything the card stands for.

the image i eventually settled on for my first card carries a picture of me at 3.
from the outset i knew i wanted a young spirit: a baby or child to represent the childish wonder embodied in this card.
and as i played with the different ideas,
i realised this card needed to be personal.
so i scoured through the old albums looking for a picture of myself which held the essence of the fool.

i wanted this card to convey,
and remind me,
that the fool lives within ~
it was there from the beginning,
and sometimes we just need to be reminded.
to remember,
because that's where the magic is.

once upon a time,
there was no plan,
no fear,
just dreams, adventure, and excitment.

a time when the present was exactly that ~
a gift savoured.
each day was a surprise,
waiting to be unwrapped,
each moment a new exploration.

there was no map,
no end destination.
it was a time when i listened to my heart;
before all other voices began to clutter my head and speak over it.

for me,
this is what the card of the fool represents.
the heart speaks...