The Moon

The first card of the Celtic Cross – this covers you.

Yearning is a rock-hard ball of suppressed feeling rising inexorably skywards. It blocks the throat, eclipsing sound, randomly reflecting itself. A chair, a glass, your own hand is a sudden, poignant focus.

Remind yourself that the chair is uninhabited, the glass empty. Silver-white rays may seem to outline a ghostly hand touching yours, but remember that the moon is the orb of longing. Its light easily seduces vision to strange imaginings.

Swallow the moon. Look away from the night.

Remember that ghosts fade in the light of day.