Tarot Deck: Eight Coins Tattoo Tarot by Lana Zellner
Have no fear, darlings. Death in tarot, just as in life, is absolutely necessary. There need not be such a fuss. How can there be any beginnings if there are no ends? The seed must shed itself to grow into a plant; so does the caterpillar. Why do we hang on so? Thich Nhat Hahn says, "Thanks to impermanence, everything is possible." And, oh, it is! What wonders await us if we stop desperately clinging to who we were and instead step boldly into what we could be? The Death card is so much more about beginnings than ends anyway: the closed door is only ever a necessary step to the real meaning of the card which is about the dawn of a new era, a fresh chapter, a glorious metamorphosis of self. Doesn't that sound lovely? But, there's a catch: you can't drag your old shit into a new day. Not even a carry on in the overhead bin. So, what aspect of you or your life is ready to demise, expire, croak, take the big sleep? And what lush, fresh birth is waiting in the wings? It's time to be your own death doula and midwife, too, say the cards.
Sarah and Source