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This peaceful card is about rest, contemplation, and solitude. Therefore I chose a relaxed and meditating secluded bat. Thinking about the next steps, taking a break from the overwhelming outside world.
In the background, we can see a church window representing the external surroundings. The eye-shaped glass decoration of the sacred window emphasizes the bat's deep focus on meditation, healing, and self-reflection.
A single Katana sword hanging from the ceiling with the help of steel strappings is more prominent. It emphasizes the focus on the bat which placed its webbed feet on it. Collecting strength to meet the outside world again.
New battles are waiting ahead represented by the remaining three swords visible at the bottom and pointing toward the bat's direction.

https://www.deviantart.com/sylviaritter/art/Four-of-Swords-990482775
This peaceful card is about rest, contemplation, and solitude. Therefore I chose a relaxed and meditating secluded bat. Thinking about the next steps, taking a break from the overwhelming outside world. In the background, we can see a church window representing the external surroundings. The eye-shaped glass decoration of the sacred window emphasizes the bat's deep focus on meditation, healing, and self-reflection. A single Katana sword hanging from the ceiling with the help of steel strappings is more prominent. It emphasizes the focus on the bat which placed its webbed feet on it. Collecting strength to meet the outside world again. New battles are waiting ahead represented by the remaining three swords visible at the bottom and pointing toward the bat's direction. https://www.deviantart.com/sylviaritter/art/Four-of-Swords-990482775
This peaceful card is about rest, contemplation, and solitude. Therefore I chose a relaxed and meditating secluded bat. Thinking about the next steps, taking a break from the overwhelming outside world.
In the background, we can see a church window representing the external surroundings. The eye-shaped glass decoration of the sacred window emphasizes the bat's deep focus on meditation, healing, and self-reflection.
A single Katana sword hanging from the ceiling with the help of steel strappings is more prominent. It emphasizes the focus on the bat which placed its webbed feet on it. Collecting strength to meet the outside world again.
New battles are waiting ahead represented by the remaining three swords visible at the bottom and pointing toward the bat's direction.

https://www.deviantart.com/sylviaritter/art/Four-of-Swords-990482775
This peaceful card is about rest, contemplation, and solitude. Therefore I chose a relaxed and meditating secluded bat. Thinking about the next steps, taking a break from the overwhelming outside world. In the background, we can see a church window representing the external surroundings. The eye-shaped glass decoration of the sacred window emphasizes the bat's deep focus on meditation, healing, and self-reflection. A single Katana sword hanging from the ceiling with the help of steel strappings is more prominent. It emphasizes the focus on the bat which placed its webbed feet on it. Collecting strength to meet the outside world again. New battles are waiting ahead represented by the remaining three swords visible at the bottom and pointing toward the bat's direction. https://www.deviantart.com/sylviaritter/art/Four-of-Swords-990482775
‘Solitude’.       Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all,— There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
‘Solitude’. Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all,— There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain. Ella Wheeler Wilcox
‘Solitude’.       Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all,— There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
‘Solitude’. Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all,— There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life’s gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a large and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain. Ella Wheeler Wilcox