Souls are the suit of Cups and normally the Queen of Cups would be this soft warm woman, motherhood, emotional nurturing etc. Here we see the Woman of Soul with a frown, her eyes meeting mine, in her hand a mask. Is she about the put it on? Or did it just come off? I like that we see the strong woman here, the iron inside is showing. Is that mask the milder version she puts on to sooth? It must be hard to live up to the impossible expectations of being a mother, I imagine it was always hard. It could be like losing a bit of your own true self. And then as soon as that motherhood sweet mask falls off we see the terrifying mother. Not cause she is terrifying – but because she is independent, no longer a Mother, but a Woman.
Tomorrow I switch deck again but I am sure to come back to this one often. In fact, I am leaving it in its box on the living room table.