I have never liked April. It is that being in limbo, being in between, waiting, waiting, waiting for I don’t know what… warmer weather? the sun? to finally figure out the meaning of life? All that while those stubborn hopes of mine start sending out little shoots upward and it becomes hard to be patient. And then one day you get a day where you declare to the world that you have made it, that the winter is over, that you can go ahead and plant your tomatoes and for a moment you believe that your life is all about fig trees (in the Pacific Northwest and why not?), lemons and strawberries, and that you have survived the darkness once again... And then you get this arctic bone-chilling rain, and you remember that it’s the month of the Fool.
However bored I was with the month of April this year, I made three four SoulCollage® cards to honor the Fool. I swear I didn’t plan on it, it just happened. I don’t have 4 cards on any other topic.
Here are two of them. The one on the left is my archetypal (or universal) fool, the one who reminds me to lighten up, since we are all going to die anyway. The card on the right, is the silly fool who shows up when we remember to play and don’t worry what we look like.