I’ve never been wild about the Four of Pentacles. He looks greedy, hugging that money. He also reminds me of a time when I was a kid, and I dropped a quarter. A bully claimed it by stomping his foot on it.
I wonder if the guy in the Four of Pentacles has a partner and worry that he might be possessive or controlling.
On Saturday, I co-taught a beginning tarot reading workshop with my friend Carole. (What an energizing day that was!) We talked about the facets of the Four of Pentacles and apparently he crept into my subconcious. My poor husband woke up in the cold this morning—summers aren’t all that warm in the San Francisco Bay Area, and I had wrapped all the blankets around myself.
When I realized what I had done, this card sprang to mind. Suddenly I felt more compassion for the man in the Four of Pentacles—not to mention the poor guy shivering in the bed with me!
Today I’m more in touch with the vulnerability represented in this card. There are times when we just need some warmth, a little reassurance or a sense of stability.
July 16, 2007 at 6:20 pm |
this interpretation really made me laugh.
it is a good way of showing that even cards that we initially think may not be good often have another side. it’s true there are times we just want that stability and comfort, and clinging to it (literally) is all we can do in the moment. maybe knowing that the Four of Pentacles will eventually tire of holding on and will, at some point, venture into the unknown, makes this temporary state of clinging seem a little bit endearing.
July 16, 2007 at 9:14 pm |
So eloquently put! Thanks, Jessie!