ALT="Cardthartic Oy friendship card"Oct. 30, 2020 — It is Friday, right???

Last evening I asked our CEO Ana if she felt as I did … about like a dog’s worn-out tug toy that’s been yanked this way and that, dragged around the house before being dropped behind a bush in the back yard. “All chewed up and slobbery,” Ana added helpfully.

I called my friend, Contributing Cardie Christy Wheat — who is really knowledgeable about astrology — and asked what’s up?! “It’s a planetary sh*tshow,” she said in the most technical of terms. ; ) “We’re all feeling so bedraggled and experiencing such a time of discord because the planets have been in an uproar,” she explained. “They’ve all been arguing.”  Ohhh.

Trying to dumb it down for me, she described, “Mercury — the planet of communication — is arguing with Pluto, which rules what lies under the surface. Meaning that all the things that have been in hiding, we’re going to start seeing. Some secrets will be revealed.”   Ooooo.

“Now, this weekend, the full moon in Taurus is going to have a big argument with Uranus,” she warned.  “Uranus being the planet of surprise, you won’t see what’s coming — or where it’s coming from — but you’ll feel it! There is going to be more discord than ever.”   Yikes.

I said, “Wow, so much for, ‘Have a nice weekend!’ That all sounds very disturbing, Christy.” And in her pure Alabama drawl, she said, “Guurl, it Is Disturbing! I don’t have one nice thing to say about this full moon. We just need to hang on and trust that good energy will start moving us forward come December; astrologically speaking, that will be the bright point of the year.”

In the meantime?! “Stay in and stay safe,” she advised, period end. And when I giggled a little at her surety, she added, “I’m serious. The cosmic disturbances out there are that great. Gotta go now; HOA Zoom meeting starts in three.”

For whatever reason, I thought of the Comment left by Cardie Judy Sherman on last week’s story about the various things we do to self-soothe. In a sweet shoutout she said, “My significant other is a cat: Ranger, my senior tuxedo rescue. I was not ready for another cat, but I knew his fate was otherwise the pound, where he’d likely never have been chosen due to his age. Now I cannot imagine life without him. He follows me from room to room, sits on the arm of my chair and sleeps on the bed with me at night. No matter how long a day I have had at work, nothing beats seeing his little face plastered up against the window glass, watching for me to come home.”

Scooch over, Judy and Ranger. Netflix, here we come.

Jodee Stevens
Founder & Chief Creative