A bolt of lightning darts out from a brooding storm cloud, striking at the great tower, shattering the walls and illuminating the interior with its explosive power.
Two small figures plummet from the Tower, towards the rocks beneath.
When The Tower appears in our life we can expect cataclysmic change - change that threatens to dash us to death on the rocks; change that rocks our very foundations.
We begin to immure ourselves into Towers from the moment we are first labelled with a role: We are Son, Daughter. Perhaps at the same time we become brother or step-sister. Then we become 'Pupil', 'Colleague', 'Friend', 'Enemy', 'Boss', 'Girlfriend', 'Wife', 'Mother' and so on and so on.
These are all roles that society has made for us, or we have made for ourselves.
You know that you are not the same person with your children that you are when you are advising on mortgages in your place of work. You are not the same person that you are with your lover that you are with...your husband?
They are ALL you, but different facets of you. Behind that ever-growing facade YOU sit, unable or unwilling to start chipping at the plasterwork that holds you, Rapunzel-like, in the Tower.
SUDDENLY!
A bolt of lightning comes out of nowhere and strikes at your Tower. And yes, your very foundations are rocked as your defining roles are blown apart, like bricks in the wall.
And the Tower begins to shake and tumble to the ground.
But, in that terrifying demolition and release comes an exhilarating liberation and opportunity for growth. You can clear away the rubble, get back to your foundations and build anew.
Tower asks:
Where has destruction provided illumination?
What roles no longer define you?
How does the way you see yourself differ from how others see you?
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