The Three of Swords
Ouch, ouch ouch! There’s no way around the Three of Swords. For my money – the scariest card in the Tarot deck. Watch me put a positive spin on any card – I can turn Death into a teddy bear, The Tower into a fun ride at Disneyland, The Eight of Swords a detoxing body wrap at a glorious spa but don’t give me the Three of Swords.
I had to get some stitches removed from my gums. On my way out the door, I pulled a card and I asked, “Do I need to know anything else before I get there?” Swords scraping and scratching on a blackboard rang into my ears as I looked at the Three of Swords piercing through that soft red heart. Oh no!
An hour later, lying in his Park Avenue office, the procedure was gross and uncomfortable. The kicker? What was so Three of Swords about it? He actually looked at me with a straight face and said, “Now, your teeth may feel a bit loose. That’s normal. They will settle in a month or so.”
Excuse me??? Sure enough, that night I brushed and felt every tooth on the left side of my mouth shifting from side to side. Well, if there is anything to make me feel like a skeleton just in time for Halloween it is a mouth full of loose teeth. Shake, rattle and roll baby!
But we humans are a resilient group and it is amazing what you can get used to. And I suppose when the Three of Swords is finished having its way with you and find yourself at the Four of Swords – you are in for a very well deserved rest. Sleep tight.
