I got mugged on Mothersday. Had a knife. Took my wallet and brand new phone. I survived unscathed (although I felt like beating the living daylights out of him).
A week down the line I realised I am not all 10/4 up there in the headspace and I had to start doing something or else I'd go off my rocker... forgot how it feels getting violated and victimised. So I got going in the garden again (spent my only R50 on a fern and a little succulent at the nursery) and felt slightly better.
However, last night in the shower I started feeling a bit of cleanse and release as I was physically getting cleaned up. A desire to do a card reading grabbed me and when I got out the shower, I locked myself in our (MY) meditation room, lit a candle and did a reading.
Aaaawwww MAN! Once again, SPOT on! I got the messages I needed - was guided to draw only two cards - and have once again a returned vigour and joy and .... LUS vir die Lewe!
Dem Unicorns, they knows what they be a'sayin.