Me and Little Meg

Deck is the Antique Anatomy Tarot by Claire Goodchild.

I’m going to be putting disclaimer on this that some of the images might be a bit graphic given that these are anatomical drawings. Please read this at your own discretion.

As a bit of a backstory, I used to do a ton of shadow work as part of my morning writing ritual (this is something I may need to reinstate because I need to do some internal work with everything else going on…) At the time I started doing this, the idea of my inner child came up and I thought it made a lot of sense for me. Let me explain. All of us were children once upon a time. Even if we might not see it come through, we’re all formed by are childhoods and we carry a piece of it with us. In my case, I look back on my school days and am reminded of the little girl that was bullied, who learned things the hard way, and who had a light in her that needed time to develop. I see the friends I made and lost, the dreams I had and let fall away. I see the places and people and can recall the experiences and I know they’ve led me to the person I am as I type this blog. But Little Meg is still there and she still has things to say to me, even now. I’m listening Little Meg, tell me what you want me to know.

The Cards

9 of Elixirs: contentment, gratification, good luck, satisfaction

The Sun: illumination, joy, celebration, happiness

5 of Coins: scarcity, poverty, injury, hard times, destitution

Knight of Coins: efficient, gradual progress, reliability, following steps, caution

8 of Coins: dedication, skills, beginner, new craft, passion, willingness to learn

I think the closing statement I can make here is that if someone had told me when I was a little girl that I’d be sitting at my kitchen table typing up a blog and sipping on an iced coffee, I wouldn’t have believed them. I probably wouldn’t have known any different to be honest. There is so much I have to be grateful for and so much to be happy about that I sometimes forget to check in with how I’m feeling. There will always be times of difficulty but the idea is for me to not get mired in the emotion so much that I forget to look up and ask for help. Without Little Meg’s experiences, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I wouldn’t be able to see my own light or know my own shadows. I wouldn’t be able to see the truth of myself and that’s exactly the thing… The me I am now at 33 and the me I was a s a child are two very different people, but I wouldn’t know how to give love if I didn’t experience hatred from my bullies. (what did we know? We were children…) I wouldn’t know how to speak up for myself if I hadn’t been told my voice didn’t matter. (plot twist: it does) I know things like what I’ve just mentioned don’t come easy, they didn’t for me. But I know myself a lot better now, for having experienced those hard things and for that I’m so grateful.

Oh and Little Meg: I love you girlie. Stay strong.