The 6 of Cups

      Right now I have a sense of deja-vous, not so much, I was here before, more, I typed up the 6 of Cups this time yesterday. I saved, unedited to make it nice this morning. Where is it this morning? Gone- that's where. So here I am- doing it again.
 Yesterday I was very tired and the explanation came out a little dreary, so perhaps it happened for a reason, like when you are on a forum and you possibly misconstrue someone's intentions and you react in a, 'burn your bridges' kind of a way. You hit the' post' button and, poof... the whole thing disappears into the ether. Of course you are livid and make sure your whole family knows it.... A bit of time passes, you have your tea and maybe a glass of wine......and it occurs too you the Universe has maybe, just stepped in and saved a tiny piece of your soul. At this point you feel all connected and the loving feeling is back and you rewrite the original  post, from a place of warmth and balance and hey presto...-well still no-one answers you, but you have precisely, no more enemies than you had before.....This is an acceptable result.
So without further delay, The 6 of Cups (mark 2)

The 6 of Cups

Following scraping our feet on the sharp rocks at the bottom of the river in the 5 of Cups, we find ourselves in a time if healing; the sun setting on what has, at last been a wonderful day.
In the Bonefire 6 of Cups, we find two young ladies.The older faces us. She is preoccupied with the tiny girl standing between us and passing her one of the 6 gold cups. She has chosen the cup where the lotus flower has grown tall and true.
The waters in which they sit are those of a shallow, warm lagoon; drip-fed by the ocean, teeming with life, but neither flowing, dangerous or tidal, symbolizing a time for passive reflection.
On the left, indicating the past we see a carefully constructed sandcastle, the work of the day. On the right we find a pretty cottage and garden, perhaps the ladies live here, perhaps it is a waking dream, to own such a home.
The Bonefire 6 reminisces and spends time looking to our own history uncovering gifts we can receive from the past. Both girls have the same hair, vibrant red and memorable; they are the same person. As she sits in the shallow waters of childhood play the woman engages with her own 'inner-child', her truth. She allows herself to feel as she did when summers days were long, safe and made only for fun.
The card invites us to join her in remembering our own childhood essence; our best and untainted version, painted long ago before the agonizing self-consciousness of ego emergence came and locked us to our thoughts.
An alternative interpretation for this card speaks of motherhood and what can be learned  from observing and joining with our children in their choice of activities.
The 6 of Cups stand large and strong in the lagoon, the brackish waters do not encroach and spoil the flowers. They survive well and bloom in this unlikely setting. We are reminded to look in unlikely places for answers and inspiration, we too might thrive and learn to improvise like the child who makes a doll house from a shoe-box and wears the shoes to bed.
Gifts from the past may be used to further our dreams, what we find there is always truth and though the woman might look back nostalgically and today, paint it with a rosy glow, she will find one of childhood's finest gifts, the ability to live in the moment- mighty valuable and so tricky to achieve.
 Where are you now living now?
 How about now?
 Now?
- Yep see, I lost you....