Sometimes called 'indolence'. In this case, the Rider-Waite deck shows a man in a cloak with a staff walking down a long, lonely looking road; behind him are eight cups, stacked neatly.

But what does it mean? I'd hardly call starting a long journey after abandoning something obviously held dear 'indolent'...wasteful, perhaps, but not indolent. Indolence, to me, stinks of laying about, doing nothing. This...seems like abandonment. Or putting behind something that was a long time, hard worked on project behind you, because it just isn't what you WANT anymore.

Hmmm. I wonder. I wonder what project, long worked on and hard, is going to have been the thing much loved, lost, and sacrificed for Lughnasadh? I guess it hasn't clubbed me between the eyes, yet.

CJ

PS: Good gravy, it did just hit, as soon as I'd typed that. How silly of me. The understanding that I would never be great at one skill, because my talents lay elsewhere. D'oh. Ow. That still hurts.

CJ