Prompt: Pull (at least) three cards and use them to respond to… “One day, wandering on city streets, you find a small garden set off the street and apparently open to all. Inside the garden, you sit on a bench, and after a few quiet moments, the flowers begin to speak to you. What do they say? Do you talk to them? What do you talk about?”
Some of the flowers speak of how they feel stuck and frustrated by the roots that hold them in one place when there is so much more in the world they want to see. (Eight of Cups Rx)
Others speak of an eagerness to travel and grow, and of their seeds soon to be set loose to propagate far and wide. (Magician atop Ace of Discs).
I speak with them all, listening to their thoughts and worries, dreams and fears, encouraging them to see the choices they are limited to as a boon of abundance rather than restrictive and limiting. (Dog and His Bones)
Twisting the Leaf 