Winter is nearly at hand in the northwest corner of the United States where I live. At this time of year I often begin to feel like a hermit. I don’t know about the rest of you, but Winter is my time for creative inspiration. The season compels me to move inward, effortlessly tapping into the natural flow that exists within each of us. This only happens, though, if we stop long enough to allow it to be.
The Hermit, who has withdrawn from the world, follows the inner teachings. Here is our luminary, who always seeks greater wisdom and remains true to a higher calling. This solitary figure lights the path for others to follow, and is always available as an inner guide.
As Winter approaches, nature gives us an abundant opportunity to experience what our physical senses perceive as death. We see the leaves change color and fall from the trees, leaving them barren and seemingly lifeless. All of the living world around us seems to be dying, as the mighty sun leaves us in the cold, long shadows.
But, we know better. Nature is gathering her resources for the long rest, after which the world will burst forth with new growth and vitality. Death is integral to the experience of transformation. It is our challenge to see Death as a process, in which things fall away, making room for life to transform into a renewal which is filled with new opportunities.
This lovely arrangement of framed prints of the Hermit card and the Death card from the Nature Spirit Tarot was created by a wonderful friend. She encouraged my work with this tarot project from its earliest days, and has more “Jean Herzel art” in her house than any of my other supporters. I am very grateful for her kindness, warmth, and wonderful friendship. Thank you for letting me share this inspiring niche from your beautiful home.