I created this card four months ago, totally intuitively, just liking the way the images seemed to fit together.  I was intrigued by the woman holding up the shade so resolutely, and in awe of the beauty of the background scene of the sand,flowers and lightning.

As I was making the card, I accidentally ripped the woman from shoulder to hip/buttocks.  At first I was going to get rid of the image, but then I thought, “Hmm..  this is probably important to the meaning of the card somehow.”  So I glued her back together while placing her on the card. If you look closely, you can see the tear mark on her body.

In doing the interpretation below, the meaning of that rip did surface, almost immediately. 

Who are you? I am the one who walks in the desert at night because that is when the flowers bloom.  I am the one who sees the lightning in the distance and seeks to shield myself from it for I know how it can rip me apart (see my wounds). I am the one who holds this flimsy fabric shade up to block/hide the lightning from my view.  I am the one who is trying to protect myself from the dangerous lightning.  I am the one who cannot see the beauty of the lightning (or the desert at this hour) because I am trying to hide from it.  I don’t want it to hurt me anymore.  The lightning is fierce and terrible and deadly and it has burned me before.  I know that it is also beautiful and wild and exciting, but I am willing to not see that in order to protect myself from its danger.