When we lie face up, we are exposed. With our bellies facing the sky we lay open to whatever may befall us, be it travesty or ecstasy. With our backs against the ground we limit our options for avoidance or escape. We are poised to receive. Is it possible that in this position we might be more ready to listen to ourselves more deeply?
When we draw a card face up, consciously choosing the card rather than pulling at random, we lie face up to ourselves, belly up, backs against our realities. We are poised to receive our own stories, to affirm our lived experience, our present moment truth. Where is there to go, without the distraction of the future or the unknown, but into the depths of our own knowing? From this vantage point, we own each card, each card meaning, each life decision, and the beliefs that inform it all.
These could be said to be the trifecta illustrated in the three cups. The trust needed to own our desires, our creative expression, our life force; communion, as in absolute humanhood: the group cohesion we feel when all of us feel the same baseline tremor through the floor into the soles of our shoes; play as in joy, as in if we like it, we move toward it.