Spirit Guides and Ancestors
The day after Pacquito passed, I propped up the Death card from my oracle deck on my coffee table, which was in front of the couch where I spent all day, every day, for five days, alternating between crying and watching tv and reading and journaling. The card was a reminder that, "I am of the nature to die. There is no way to escape death." I suppose it was my way of shielding myself from the denial stage of grief, encouraging myself to not turn away from this loss that had just occurred....