XII – THE HANGED DRAGON
Dragons are change; change is life. This is a fact all dragons understand and so, unlike many of us, they embrace change rather than fear it.
Like a plumed flying fox, all healing gold and innocent white, the Hanged Dragon is suspended from a rainforest bough, his feet bound fast by verdant vines. Can he break free? Of course: he is a dragon. But he does not want to. Despite his aspect of suffering and helplessness, he is calm, even serene.
Lured from the forest, a daring jaguar leaps to play with the dragon’s pendent crest feathers—a cat with her cat toy.
The Hanged Dragon is in transition, his life on pause—suspended—while going through a period of adjustment. This is a time of reflection, of letting go so you might connect (or reconnect) with your inner divinity. For the fearful, this feels like a journey into darkness. For the dragon, it is all part of being alive. Allow the Big Picture to unfurl before you, your wisdom to re-align, and your eyes to look upon the world anew. There is wonder in this, serenity, sometimes joy.
As for the jaguar, like all cats, she is a reminder that, no matter the sacrifice or how upside-down the world may feel, we are all—even dragons—Nature’s playthings.
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