This week, I said goodbye to the home that my parents have lived in my whole life. It’s a strange feeling. How do you find a satisfying closure to such an event? I don’t know the witchy rituals for this unique change.
I shared memories with family, but found that my parents and brother were casually disinterested in nostalgia. My best friends who grew up with me offered supportive commiseration, which helped, but I still felt alone in my experience.
If Covid taught me anything, it’s how essential it is to nurture our tender moments with care, even if others are stoically disconnected. Being a Cancerian, I am accustomed to being an outlier in my emotions anyhow.
“This is the last time I will cook on this stove . . . this is the last time I will sleep in this room.”
On a seemingly opposite note, I also made a YouTube on a ridiculously nonsensical oracle deck. These seem to be disparate topics, but the philosophy of existentialism -which celebrates the ridiculous- is all about the inherent absurdity of this life and these memories we cling to.
According to this belief system, if nothing really matters, why not relish what you relish without a care for how others judge you. Absurdity celebrates each of us living for what we personally adore, however outlandish, and without regard for how we are looked upon by others.
While watching the flip through, see what cards make you laugh, and consider which ones disturb you. Cherish each response for bringing you closer to you.
Then, maybe write a memory of a place that you miss that makes your heart open to the past. Let the 6 of Cups play into your week, and learn more about it below.
I hope to see you soon!
c’est la vie,
Jenna Lynne Roberts