23/11/2025
Well it's been a rather full weekend. A strange, beautiful, bittersweet weekend. One of welcomes and farewells (but not goodbyes). . I won't go into details, as some stories are not mine to tell.
It's been a weekend of gratitude and joy, touched with sadness. One of new opportunities full of potential , and of thought provoking revelations. Oh Scorpio you left the board with some tricksy moves, and the dance is ever changing...but the Gods, no doubt, know what they're doing.
Aside from this shikanery, I had two fayres this weekend. Neither were busy, but both were wonderful. I really could have done with 'busy', but I think sometimes the quieter fayres are nice. It's a rare occurrence where I actually have time to mooch around other stalls and chat to people, which is always lovely.
I also got to spend some time with my Dad last night., which is always so precious. I can't remember the details, I just remember waking in the middle of the night and thinking how lovely it was to have him in my dream. It's the little things that get you- the sound of their voice, their energy...those things can be hard to keep safe in your memory as time goes on, but in a dream, suddenly they're there, as clear as if they were there yesterday...
I'd forgotten, and then this morning there was a perfect rainbow. I remembered and told the girls he'd been in my dreams, we were saying it was strange it wasn't a double rainbow, as there is always, without fail, a double rainbow when my dad is close. I saw one first a few weeks after he died, and over the following year, EVERY rainbow was double- I've never seen so many in my life. That was almost 15 years ago- but even when we drove through France this summer, through storms all the way from Calais to Orleans, I was crapping myself but knew we'd be ok because a double rainbow shone alongside us the whole way...
Anyway, we turned the corner this morning, and the big beautiful rainbow had become a double 🌈🌈
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Loads, and I mean LOADS of people are going through transitions right now. (I pulled the Tower over 4 times yesterday , and I didn't do more than 6 or 7 readings...) It's been a heavy year for change, and It can be hard to trust the process sometimes. Certainty slips in and out of being, and freefall is unnerving. But there will be signs. If you open your eyes and you open your hearts, there will always be signs that show you if you are heading the right way 🖤
May you go into this week boldly, seeing what you need to see, and knowing what you need to do.
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