Tens mark the end of a cycle (and, therefore, the beginning of another); the Wheel of Fortune takes that thought and multiplies it. The turn of the wheel, a turning point on the road, a change in fortunes; from night (the top of the card) to day (shining brightly at the bottom of the card). Our route may be tangled and twisted, like the multicoloured ribbons wound around the branches of this wheel; we may be within reach of the owl’s wisdom, or find ourselves a long way from it. This card can be a reassuring reminder that all things change, and if you think things are as hard as they can get, then perhaps you’re at the bottom of the wheel, due an upswing any day now. It can also be a note of caution, that no matter how wonderfully things are going right now, no matter how easily everything falls into place, it won’t be like that for ever; don’t take it for granted, appreciate it while it lasts.
This can feel like quite a momentous card, suggesting big shifts in life path. Strangely enough, I’ve been wondering for the last couple of days when I’d next see it, as it seemed apt. And here it is. Once again, my determination to see tarot as a non-mystical tool for self-reflection is taking a bit of a dent from alarmingly well-placed cards.