The Sun Always Rises

I arose early on the morning of my solar return (birthday), the sky still dark, dotted by distant stars. As is my custom, I tuned in to the energy of the day through an oracle reading- the most prominent archetype who appeared was the Empress.

A Divine feminine leader holding a drum in one hand and a staff of the moon cycles in another. A belt of hearts around her waist and a collection of skulls dangling from her skirt —…