The Ace of Cups.
Traditonal interpretations tend to go along these lines:
The Ace of Cups shows is a symbol of possibility in the area of deep feelings, intimacy, attunement, compassion and love. In readings, it shows that a seed of emotional awareness has been planted in your life although you may not yet recognize it. When the seed sprouts, it could take almost any form. It might be an attraction, strong feeling, intuitive knowing, or sympathetic reaction. On the outside, it could be an offer, gift, opportunity, encounter or synchronistic event.
To my eye...this love is not necessarily romantic love, you know? Love comes in many forms, and I have my mate of choice here by my side. This is love, but love that has not yet had a chance to sprout, blossom, and flower.
Can it be too much to hope that THIS love is a more universal thing, a love of service to my community, even if that community doesn't think it needs it yet? Doesn't even think about it, yet, and doesn't want to think about the inevitable? I wonder, and I hope, and I wonder more.
I confess, I have a great need and calling to serve my community...but already, some folks have really seriously questioned my choice of vocation-to-be. Why do it? It's grim, it's gross, it's unnecessary. Wrong, I think. Wrong, Wrong, and Wrong again. If I cannot embrace the babes in welcome, and kiss the departed goodbye, it seems I deny a very large part of the cycle we call life
and death.
CJ
CJ