Poetry is the rhythm of all things, in all things, and all that is and is not. It is the sensibility which transcends all other senses. It… Read more “Why Poetry?”
She is not cute, she is striking. Her intensity and seriousness, combined with the playfulness of her gestures are mesmerizing to me. Every time I think of this card I feel grateful to have found her.
“She is the feminine vital vegetative force that enables a root to crack stone, the reed to bend in the wind, and the oak to stand against the storm.”
My first impressions were that she is protective as well as dangerous and that she is tremendously powerful. She hears the natural rhythm of the earth and dances to its heartbeat. She is both ancient and timeless. Her age is shown only in her connection to the earth. She is neither lit nor does she have any true darkness, just as the earth is ancient but can renew itself to freshness. There is a pattern to her asymmetry and a kind of logic-less reason, an ambiguous theory of cause and effect.
In the book, she is one of the Sidhe, the elder race of the Faeries.