The card for the month of September is the Eight of Cups.

The Eight of Cups is an invitation to go within, to journey away from something that may no longer work for you. It’s asking you to reconnect and check with yourself about what you may want to leave behind. 

Does your morning routine need reassessing when you skip meditation or drink your coffee too fast because you are rushing? Perhaps, it’s something bigger like exploring new career possibilities because you’ve outgrown your current job? Or is it the negative self-talk that keeps you in the state of not enoughness that needs to go?

To recognize what you may need to move away from, you must first carve out a little time for yourself to pause and breathe.

The discomfort in staying still and quieting the noise is the very task that will allow what no longer works to bubble up to the surface. Yes, it’s that thing that your body tingles or shutters at, it’s the very thing that you’ve been avoiding thinking about.

Letting go of what no longer works is also a process of honoring your growth and evolution. Take your time and be gentle with yourself.

As Tosha Silver in Outrageous Openness beautifully writes:

Something happens after you align with the Divine for a while.

You begin to feel on a cellular level

that things are unfolding exactly

in the way that they should.

At the rate and timing they need.
 

You start to trust the process.

You relax from the endless pushing

that most of us learned at birth.

On some fundamental, mysterious level,

you just let go.
 

Not with that bitterness people feel

When they fear the (ego’s) dreams won’t occur.

Not with passivity

as right actions do get shown.
 

Rather you relax into this calm curiosity

about where the flow might go.

You’re detached yet somehow riveted

by how the story will unfold.

You feel spaciously receptive

and open to what wishes to come…
 

…You rest because as the right actions 

get revealed

a lot will arise to be done.

You wait for the signs and the timing

rather than rip open the cocoon.
 

You trust that delays might be welcome.

You trust that delays can be good.

You trust that delays are all perfect.
 

An you stay present 

just to witness
 

your own birth.