Combining the 10 of wands and the 9 of cups, I turn the weight that I carry into overflowing abundance. Even though sometimes I feel like I’m being crushed under the weight of the world and of my mind, I know there is beauty in it. Even when I lose sight of it, I know the light won’t be gone forever, sewing season will come again, and I persist. When I persist and surrender to the flow, light pours from within, filling not just my cup but the cups of everyone around me.