This morning I woke from such an amazing dream that I just have to copy it down here too. I was driving up a mountain, precarious drops, walls of snow and ice, the road winding serpentine up and up and up, the sky black and angry, then everything opening up, inside a mountain lies a lake, green trees and bushes in bloom, sunlight coming down in a shaft through the top of the mountain, almost like being inside a hollow volcano. A house with many many rooms, both secluded bedrooms and generously spaced out communal rooms with large panorama windows.
The card I pulled when I woke up is 4 of Fire from the DaVinci enigma tarot. The keyword under the picture is Celebration. The image show a group of 3 muses dancing, hair and dresses fluttering in the wind. The sketch is full of movement and life. The Dimmi question is: What is there to celebrate? And let me reply to that right now: It is Walpurgis! It is the eve before mayday when we burn away the dead of winter and blow kisses to the spring. This evening we will gather with our loved ones, eat well, look at the fires, talk and laugh and sway and jump and dance in the joy of spring. There might be plans for the garden made too. We will eat our BBQ and pour over seed-catalogues and note-books.