My card of 2017 was The Hanged Man, which also happens to be my birth card, and one of my favourite cards in the deck.
I knew 2017 was going to be an important year for me. Was I ready to reborn with my birth card, to come full circle and level up on the spiral of life? Or would I resist and stay stuck?
There are lots of ways to interpret The Hanged Man. But for me, it is a card of patience, commitment and perseverance. It’s a reminder that there’s a bigger picture, a higher goal, a new level of awareness on offer, and that any immediate discomfort is a necessary by-product of expansion and growth.
Would I be open to accepting this growth, and allowing a new perspective to emerge? Or would I struggle against it? Would I cover my ears and hold my eyes shut and refuse to meet the challenges of The Hanged Man?
The card also brought a message of patience, of sitting and waiting for the right moment. I was being asked to hold steady in my convictions, trust in the path I’d chosen and allow it to unfold organically, rather than always pursuing, striving, forcing.
This was a year of being, witnessing, allowing, committing, of opening myself up to the other side of the coin, and all of the layers in between.
It was a year of persevering, not in an attempt to control, but to commit completely to my path in spite of my inability to control it.
Rather than running about and chasing the world around me, I learnt to stay still and act only when my cue was called.
But now 2017 is over and I move from The Hanged Man to Death. The 13th, unnamed card. The card of endings and cleansing. I don’t think I would’ve been ready to face Death a year ago. But The Hanged Man has prepared me to accept the present and to trust in the future.
And so, this is me, accepting and trusting in 2018.