|Legacy of the Divine Tarot|
Two chariots, each drawn by two horses, stopped in front of The Fool and his companion.
The Fool said, “There are no riders.”
“They have come for us. We are the riders,” his companion said.
“How do you know?”
“Why are there two? Can we not ride together?” The Fool didn’t want to leave his lover. They had only just met.
“This is to be a journey of the mind, not the physical. In world time, we will be together, but we must make our own decisions as we move forward.”
“I don’t understand,” the Fool said.
“You will. Come. Let us begin.” She kissed the Fool on the cheek, and then climbed onto one of the chariots. She smiled and waited for him to do the same.
As the Fool settled into his seat, he picked up the reins. The horses moved, yet one moved to the left and the other to the right. The carriage remained unmoved.
The Fool turned to his lover, who had pulled her carriage alongside his. “How do I get them to move forward rather than fighting one another?”
“You must find a balance between the two forces. A clear purpose of destination should be established. You have to develop a middle course between your thoughts, feelings, and wishes. Then, the horses will move as one.”
The Fool closed his eyes and thought upon his journeys. He focused upon his desired direction in life and what he’d like to accomplish. The carriage moved forward.
The journey continues .... Strength