These are the three goals I set via Biddy Tarot Planner.
Set 3 goals and pull a card for each, and see if they align with your intuition.
5. Goal 1: 15,000 words of memoir for September(with a dash of ‘is this the final push for this draft?’): 7 of Pentacles. If I tend it, it will grow. Highly successful. Pulled in yesterday at 20,030 words. Very pleased. A great deal of flow.
6. Goal 2: Take 3 water colour lessons wherever I find them. The Moon. Didn’t happen, but I did Paint By Numbers, 2 Paint For Fun online workshops(Paint a Waterfall With Acrylics, and Paint A Cool Cat With Acrylics). No watercolour work at all. Also played with Roll A Picasso, and several other paint and drawing techniques.
7. Goal 3: rediscover that old belly dance choreography. Page of Pentacles. Did not happen. Belly dance is not where my passion is. As my belly dance mentor said: “Not everything can be loud at the same time.”
I couldn’t face the online Disability Expo and missed the entire thing. I am not suffering. Work continues with my therapist, as does amateur art therapy with a girlfriend every week. I attended Soul Collage, and have taken walks most days. Writing Magic Realism seminar was deadly dull, and I am no clearer on it than beforehand. The house is clean, but untidy. I’m not sure there’s much else to report. I’m highly envious of my daughter and her family travelling around northern Queensland, while we’re all still in hard lockdown in Melbourne. Apart from my memoir writing stints, my concentration is shot to hell. I am sick of my neighbourhood, all the zoom rooms, and talking myself into making some effort each day. I’ve stupidly put my hand up to run an online Full Moon witch group, and am running the first ritual tomorrow night.