Of course, when it's the Dark Moon, I'll be looking to see whose energies are going to become more powerful as we draw towards the next Full Moon. There are lots of variations on this reading theme, but that's the two that we'll initially be looking at.
The card drawn was The Knight of Cups. And here he is;
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This is one of two Knights in the Rider Waite Smith deck that I'd quite like to give a damn good shake. Look at him, trotting around totally absorbed by the Cup in his grasp. I could smack him.
His character is similar to the river that runs through the card: it slowly twists and turns through the countryside. It meanders. The Knight of Cups meanders. This is a Knight who is in grave danger of disappearing up his own ass if he doesn't rouse himself from the adoration of his Cup to some kind of action.
He's a Knight - the Knights are not supposed to demonstrate the maturity of their Kings and Queens. It's their job to QUEST and to seek for that elusive THING and he's seeking something in that Cups of his.
Frankly, I'm tired of looking for The Knight of Cups Thing. You know The Thing. The Thing that will Make You Emotionally Fulfilled. If you're lucky, you won't know what I'm talking about - but if you're at the Knight stage of anything, you'll know just what I mean :-)
As a member of the Cups family, you would think that this chap is all about those Watery traits (the fish on his tabard, the waves on his horse's bridle) such as love, compassion, warmth....but as a Knight, he also has a lot of intellectual, logical Airy energy blowing around too (check out those wings on his helmet and spurs) and for me, this Watery/Airy combination manifests in a character who is more interested in examining his own experience of emotions than anyone else's. Looking again at the river in the card, I can confirm that point of view by the almost arid landscape that is clearly not much nourished by the water that runs through it.
This is a guy who will lovingly compose a ballad for you, but only really for the pleasure of hearing himself sing! He will sweep you off for a weekend to Paris, but forget to buy Euros..... Oh don't get me wrong - he will declare his undying love and genuinely mean it. Until he doesn't and you're dumped unceremoniously from a great height. And he's off again on his Great Quest.... do you recognise him?!
So from now until the moon becomes dark, the disengaged emotional pleasures of the Knight of Cups ebbs from my life as does his dilly-dallying abstractedness. Thank goodness!
I wonder whose energies will take his place?!