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Facing the Shadows of the 9 of Swords
Today's Tarot card is the 9 of Swords. I will teach you an exercise to face the weight of grief—the invisible burden that confronts us all sooner or later. With this short meditation that you can repeat at will, grief will be transformed from burden to carry to a force to confront and understand. You have felt its sting, the grief, like an arrow lodged deep. The 9 of Swords shows you the shape of your anguish. These are your shadows—those fears, those sorrows that haunt you. They are not your enemy. They are the teachers you need right now, guiding you toward freedom
Sit now, visualize the edge of twilight, the time between the worlds. Here, the spirit listens, and the mind can rest. Close your eyes. Breathe deeply, feeling your breath sink deep into the earth beneath you. With each inhale, root yourself into the ground, into this moment, into your body. Let go of everything but the breath. There is no rush. Let the world fall away.
Now, in the stillness, a dark mirror appears. It holds up to you the grief, the sorrow, the fears you have carried. These are not you. They are your shadows, the remnants of past loss and pain, a lack of understanding of the larger cycles of life death and eternity. See them for what they are. Acknowledge them, but do not let them consume you.
With each breath, expand the luminous cocoon that surrounds you. This light is your strength, your will, your spirit. It is the energy you have been given to heal. Let it grow with each exhale, and with each breath, command those shadows to dissolve. See them melt into nothing, absorbed by your light.
When you are ready, open your eyes. Stand slowly. Move with purpose. Feel the edge of your cocoon, your skin, your strength. Walk through this world as a warrior—not burdened by grief, but empowered by the wisdom it has shown you, the oneness of life death rebirth. You are not broken. You are whole. Ready to meet life again. Unshaken.
A Warrior’s Farewell
You were my companion in this journey, and now you must walk your path alone, beyond the veil. The spirit of a warrior is never truly gone; it transforms, shifts, and becomes part of the world it once knew. The bones may return to the earth, the breath to the wind, but the strength of your soul, the mark you left in my heart, will never fade.
I send you off now, with the honor of a warrior who knows that all things must end, and all things must begin again. The battle we faced together was fierce, but it has prepared you for this final journey. Now, you are free. Free from the pain, the struggle, the weight of this world. You have crossed the threshold where time no longer binds you, and the endless horizon lies before you.
Know that I will carry the fire of your spirit with me. Every victory we shared, every lesson learned, will burn bright in my soul. I will hold you in the silence of my heart, in the quiet moments between breaths, when I call upon your strength to guide me through my own battles.
I will walk forward in this life as we always did—together, though apart. With every step, I will honor your memory. I will not let the grief consume me, for I know that you are not lost, but transformed, becoming part of the wind, the earth, the stars.
Farewell, dear soul. You have given your all, and now your journey continues, beyond where my eyes can see. May you rest in the eternal light of the warrior’s heart. And when my time comes, we will meet again, as warriors who know no end. Until then, I carry you with me, always.
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