“If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” –Mom
Ouch. The swords are a-falling.
Here is the reversed Queen of Swords—Water in Air. Upright, she’s efficient and rational, cutting out the extraneous to get things done. Reversed, I think of her sharper attributes as running away with her. Sarcasm, bluntness, biting commentary are all within her capacity. She normally means well, all the queens do, but her mouth may get the best of her when she’s upside down, you know?
I ran across someone I’d written about, a long time ago. Not about personal business, never that, but my thoughts, my observations from an interaction.
Feeling a huge chill, I suddenly realized those words must have traveled back home. They must have cut! I cringed at the pain I caused, knowing there’s not much to be done now.
I said a little prayer to send blessings, an energetic apology of sorts. I asked for healing and intervention to mend, resolving not to be so careless moving forward. My words have weight. Sometimes people read them! It’s funny, but I forget sometimes, I’m not invisible.
At the same time, I get reminded of hurtful words that struck me, ones I’ve held in my heart for a long time. It’s no different, I knew then. Double-ouch.
Empathy sucks sometimes.
It’s rare for me to get Biblical, but I think of forgiving the sins done to you, as you’d want your forgiven. I release the energy tied up in my own grudge, sort of like an offering. It’s the least I can do. Everyone speaks out of turn sometimes. For when I have, I’m very sorry.
Does this queen speak to you of cutting words?
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Words have come back to me, too, Dixie. My mom gave me the same advice as yours. They knew what they were talking about.
The first “New Age” seminar I ever attened was with Dr. Brugh Joy, (he’d written a book called Joys Way) this was in the late 70″s and finding information was next to impossible at that time. But one of the exercises he gave us was to sit quietly in our room and forgive the person we hated the most for 15 minutes. At the time it felt like hours to me and at the end I was sobbing because it wasn’t her I had to forgive but myself…she was reacting to the things I’d said and done…OUCH!! That night we had to tell the class what we had learned and there were only two of us out of 50 attendies that really got the gift of that lesson…it was worth the price of the ticket, travel and lodging because I still remember how my heart felt when I forgave myself! I haven’t thought about that class for a long time but I’ve never forgotten the lesson I learned.
Love and Blessings, KT Byrd
Wow, that sounds like a very powerful exercise, K.T. Thanks for sharing that, food for thought!