Page of Cups

My first meeting with Lumir was within a deep-blue halo of the ocean’s depths. A faint light drew me downward—it was a pearl bubble shimmering with radiance. Lumir was dancing lightly, a shell-like glow flowing through her hair like moonlight. Her skirt rippled, sweeping up fine stardust and traces of waves. Schools of jellyfish unfurled their transparent umbrellas like fairy attendants in a dance. Lumir is a beginner in water energy, practicing making flowers bloom at her fingertips. With slender fingers, she lightly pinched and called forth a circulating ring of water from the void, then held her breath and shaped it into the outline of a budding form—magic that creates notes and colors. In her palm, the spray would sometimes gather into wholeness, sometimes scatter and dissolve. She said she likes drawing on the seafloor beach and singing in chorus with her friends in the water. I watched as this silent seabed was doodled by her into a colorful playground.

— Lux’s Diary, Day 47 · Meeting the Tide-Dream Attendant, Lumir

new emotions, creativity, imagination, intuition, inspiration, holding dreams in one’s heart, artistic creation, delicacy, sensitivity, love, curiosity, care, innocence

emotional lack, lack of creativity, inspiration dried up, mood swings, dependence, childishness, over-sensitivity