If you are a modern day pagan, you have probably heard of the term “The Wheel of The Year”. The wheel which is the thread of the seasons changing. Of life changing. Of the cycles of life and death. Light and dark. Sun and Moon.
It is during this time of the year, as we near the Winter Solstice that many feel the stirring of change. We venture deep into darkness, knowing light will come soon. The tides of time and experience will shift. Another year coming to a close. We find ourselves, pagan or not, reflecting on the natures of our existence. Did we love as we could have? Did we accomplish what we wanted? Did we have a year that was the downturn of the wheel’s spinning, and did we come out of it alive? How can we prepare better for the next turn?
I don’t personally ascribe to the Wheel of the Year as far as holiday celebration goes, but it would be folly to say that there are not observable cycles within life. During the cold months indoors with our loved ones, reflecting on being another year closer to our deaths, how little time we really have, how fast things truly do move; we consider fondly, the cycles that move within our own lives. We consider cycles which we must shed, and cycles we must birth. All the while, time turns on.
A lot of people think of The Wheel in tarot as a symbol for luck or fate. The image of Lady Fortuna, spinning her wheel in the sky becomes present in our mind’s eye. Here, at the receiving end of her wheel, you are a victim to wherever the wheel lands. For me, the idea of predestination doesn’t ring true. I put more worth in the self-creation of our expected realities.
I prefer the imagery from both the Llewelyn, and the Norse tarot. The wheel in these, is more like a spinning wheel. One where we spindle threads, cut them, build them into the wheel we would like to see. The Wheel, here, in these cards, both based on slightly different mythological concepts but very similar in idea, speak to the building and destructive force which lies within the heart of your very own chest, reader.
Winter, being a time for family at the hearth, sharing warmth, memories, joy and stories; brings us closer to the reflection needed to adjust our lives for the next year. Adjust our thinking, our patterns, our goals and our dreams. Weave the web of our desires into the great Wheel that we, as our own, independent ladies (or men) of luck, spin. When the card presents itself in a reading, it is a time of change, to be certain, but it speaks to me of a time in which we are most aptly needed in weaving the outcome of such a change.
You, my friend, weave your own fate. How will your next year in the Wheel look?