2020: My Death Year (It's a Tarot thing)
In Tarot, there is a method to measure your card for a particular year, your Growth Year. This card does not necessarily define your year but it is more of a guide. I thought this past year and the one prior was my Tower Year: a year of destruction and turmoil but often for the best. Yet calculating it using a popular method I researched, it turns out 2017-2018 was not my Tower year after all.
2017 was my Wheel of Fortune Year which is when I felt like I had buried myself alive and would never escape. It is a year where I felt lost, confused, and spinning out of control. This card makes sense for that year.
2018 was my Justice Year which is all about finding balance. I moved back here and started living a new version of my old life. A better version though one that the scales dipped to either side on often as I struggled to regain my footing. I had been broken down and I was ready to build myself back up. It was all a balancing act figuring out how best to do it.
2019 was my Hanged Man Year. Graphic, right? This year was all about surrendering and surrender I did. I discovered a lot this year about myself and where I want to go and what I want to do with this one life I have. It features a lot of patience and putting pieces together before leaping forward. I healed while I created new wounds. I cried at night when I thought I wasn’t doing enough. I took a big, deep, full breath and remembered I had just come back and I was allowed to still be figuring it all out.
2020 is my Death Year. Ooo, yes another dramatic one but it’s actually quite promising. The Death card is also about rebirth and that is what I think 2020 is for me. It is about facing fears, taking risks, shaking things up. It is all about transformation and letting go of things that do not serve me any longer. It is a year to move forward. It’s also the number #13 which I’ve always tried to avoid (we waited a two years to get married so it was 2014, not 2013). I think the universe is telling me it is time to face that famously unlucky number. Perhaps it is lucky for me.
I have big plans for 2020 and this time of year gives me creative energy I can’t find at any other point. The temptation of the fresh year and all. Will I give up by January 14th? Maybe. But maybe not (I say this every year)
I knew this past year would be about healing. I knew i had to pace myself and let a variety of things clinging to me go. Some still have their claws in my back and this next year encourages me to let them go once and for all. If I hang on too long, I can’t grow. I can’t change. I can’t move on.
I never knew much about Tarot Growth Years until recently. I am fascinated by how accurate they are but that shouldn’t surprise me. I find my cards to be accurate most of them time, often scarily so. If you want to learn more about yours, let me know in the comments! You can also Google it but I like being witchy so hit me up.
2020. Death Year. We’ll see how it goes.
