I sit, quietly, in my chair… silence enclosing me as usual, in a comforting blanket of peace. Today though I can already sense the shifting energy of the card, surging around my ankles, weaving a pattern of power through the passageway and up the stairs, waft and weft of smoke and lilac, tendrils of royal purple and indigo blue… the trappings of Jupiter, master of Fortune the bringer of change and expansion. I try my best to marshal the forces around me, to bring them into some sort of order so that at least I can proceed up the stairs, and I eventually achieve this, gathering the straggling violet shades about me like a trailing skirt as I hasten onto the landing above, to journey into the world behind the door of Fortune.
I walk into a dramatic landscape of thunderous might, where lightning is illuminating the billowing dark clouds above me, and escaping in violent trees of livid light that strike the hills around where I am standing. There is a sun, struggling to escape the wrath of the heavens somewhere above my head, but I cannot see from where, and all around me the atmosphere is filled with an erratic sense of uncertainty, movement and change.
I look to the path ahead, then, to see where I am bound for in this shifting and atmospheric land, and I see a tall figure standing on the road before me. I walk towards her to get a better look, and I am awestruck by the magnificent vision that I see.
A tall woman stands silently on the road, her head adorned with large curling horns. She is dressed in the secret shades of the unknown… charcoal and smoke, mist and dawn, the purple shadows of sleep and seer-ship embrace her, swirling in an ever shifting pattern of unknown futures. Her eyes are covered by a dark mask that appears to be made from cobwebs, and only her mouth is revealed….. she is a blind sentinel, guarding the future, and I ask her what her purpose is in this journey.
She stands as before, no movement comes from her, no sound is loosed from that gentle silent mouth, and I gaze on her absorbing her features, her prescience, and her power….. until at last she motions me to pass on, and I do so…. walking further and further into the realm of Fortune.
Before me the land is beginning to change…. A large crater has opened up in the valley ahead of me, and a vast circular tower shaped structure is growing up from within it. It rises and rises, further and further, a huge edifice of crystal and shining glass with many hundreds of floors, and on every level, more than a thousand shimmering doors. The huge building is also revolving, emitting dazzling flashes of light, as it reflects the lightening and the sunshine that burst at intervals from the still darkened sky. I look with dismay at this vision, for how can I even attempt to enter such a place of apparent danger and uncertainty…. I would surely sink below the foundations of the whirling tower before I could ever even attempt to enter any of the doors to Fortune.
I go back to the beautiful sentinel, and stand humbly before her and ask her advice.
There is silence again, but I see that there is a ghost of emotion playing around the corners of her lips, and slowly, a smile begins to spread across her face, as she removes the cobweb mask. Her eyes are immediately startling, and I gaze upon them with fascination, their revolving discs of lilac agate sparkling with shining silver tears.
She tells me that you can only be seen by the wheel if you open your eyes, and that if you remain blind to the wheel, then fortune cannot find you…. that through shielding yourself from harm, that you also protect yourself from opportunity…… and she motions me back to the crater and instructs me to have another look.
I walk back towards the crater, and a different scene speaks to me now. Another beautiful building, but this time less frightening and more accessible sits in the base of the large crater. Formal and circular, it seems to be designed along classical lines and reminds me of the Parthenon in Ancient Greece. All types of vehicles are entering and leaving the building, along the roads that radiate from the center like spokes on a wheel. People are coming and going and there is an air of vitality, excitement and movement as the structure gently revolves, realigning doorways and roads in a never ending computation of possibilities, excitement and forward motion. I look back at the Seer on the road, and she motions me on…. and I set off down the pathway to the wheel shaped building of Fortune to discover where I am going to next.
The Lord of the Forces of Life
Planetary Trump of Jupiter