Brotherhood of Light Tarot: Arcanum XIII. The Reaper
Death comes as a timely transition of transformation in change. As the Hanged Man, we act from debility in the position of a static and unwavering state. Yet the burden of our former belief or prejudice has diminished through the loss of faith. Death or the Reaper clears the fields for the roots of new growth to take hold. Thus, one must recognize the threat of death’s ominous presence is often a blessing in disguise. Watch as your former feet (foundation), hands (works) and head (perception) are severed by the cycles that reap the obsolete with the natural passage of Time. As the old pieces that form the body of our former temple fall away, we rise anew like the fiery phoenix from the ashes of our fate—bettered by the transmutation we willed to create. Sow the seed that renews, regrows and awards the cultivation of the most favored fruit, and an immortal legacy shall spring from the seed that never ceases to return its roots. Recognize that change is a necessary pain of transcending the material plane. Remember the necessity and asset of the adjustment—and simply don’t fear the reaper.
If this is your card, today is out with the old, and in with the new. It’s just like springtime! So get to assessing the mess of dismembered concepts, clear the chaos of indecision and clean out those dusty skeletons in your closet. You can’t find your fresh new start without lifting the heavy load of baggage off your past. Sometimes it’s best to just yank the dead weeds right up from the tangle on the scene to set the open stage for the appearance of “New Growth”—some say she’s divine. Yet the secret from within her doth shine—“Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.”
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