7 Pentacles Birth or Death ?

[ArcanoMáximo]

The stuff is for me, Fulgour,
that i can see this man in the card
is ALREADY cutting one of the pentacles with his tool...

Platinum, i was asking this cause i've observed just that in my readings.
This card is being pulled to advice about deaths.

But recently i had to answer a question about a possible natural abort,
and got confusion cause came with the Page of Cups...
I said the baby will birth good... but...i was not enough sure...

Thanks by the replies!

 

[Abrac]

The guy watching the pentacles on the vine seems worried and impatient. He has one but he wishes he had more.

 

[Fulgour]

What would you say?

The separated Pentacles is entering to the
"field of the souls" or to the "physical world"?
Is the Fish in the Cup of the Page of Cups ?
...or the Ship in the 3 of Wands?

No cutting action is visible, but rather a ripening.
A single fruit has ripened earlier than the others,
and the man has come to 'see' about harvesting.
But now he can tell, it will still be awhile to wait.

The FISH in The Page of Cups is a very special
touch by the artist, and so we may all wonder.
I think it shows a playful attitude, one that the
King & Queen might disapprove of, but still FUN.

The SHIP on the 3 of Wands ~ well, there are 3.
All appear to be heading in the same direction so
you must decide... is this a case where only time
will tell, or have his long awaited ships come in?

 

[Fulgour]

The stuff is for me, Fulgour...

I think you have some very important questions
about a truly meaningful reading that you have
done for someone... we can't say about "cards"
in such a case without the question and spread,
which I feel must be a 'private' matter. ¡Valor!

 

[Sophie]

If I look at this card, this is what I see - based on the image itself and on my memories of childhood fruit growing and harvesting (my parents owned an orchard, raspberry bushes, strawberry beds & vegetable garden).

A man in front of a fruit-bearing bush. The fruit take the form of pentacles. One is ripe and has rolled at his feet, or perhaps he just cut it off (I think it rolled off, because he is holding a hoe, not a machete or other harvesting tool). He is leaning on his hoe, as though he had been hoeing and is taking a breather to survey the bush. He looks tired but well pleased with his work. I don't see the impatience, but there might well be some! The fruit is ripening and large. Harvest is approaching - and in fact, has begun, with one fruit already ready. He could well be wishing for more!

Metaphorically - work hard, rest when you must, get ready for harvest for it is nigh. Harvest, of course, is a form of death: but it is also a culmination of work. It's the yield. Here, you have not yet brought in the crops and enjoying its fruits (that's the 9 of Pentacles) - but things are coming along. You can't slack now - you forget to water your fruit bush now, your crops will dry. But you can rest between periods of work, like the fellow leaning on his hoe. This can be interpreted actually, spiritually or psychologically, of course. It is a card of focus and culmination: often it is just before the end we slack off, and the project goes wrong.

If you have ever studied project-cycles, this card corresponds to the third leg.

 

[ArcanoMáximo]

Oh, sorry Fulgour, you're right !
I wasn't explaining it well.
I mean that I agree that this may be just only one of
all the possibilities of the arcanum.
And you know, I'm a "poet" too
So i say "one ship", "the fish in the cup"…
Are very interesting the insights of every one…
The fruit-pentacle is cut!
No, there isn't!
Hmmm…
Perhaps I'm not sure neither,
but i'm with you, Helvetica, at least one of the fruit is already ready.
The proof for me is shown in the different color shoes of the man.

third leg.

Actually the man seems to be having three legs!!! LOL!!!

 

[Fulgour]

"The Turning Point"

Long tedious hours have blunted enthusiasm, dulling anticipation
as imagination fails. The season's labours have come down to a
single, decisive moment of truth... Whether to labour further for
the fruits so nearly at hand but still requiring prudent husbandry,
or forsake as sour grapes such profits in favour of the pleasures
of the immediate gratification available from a too early harvest.

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This is my poem to the 7 of Pentacles by Pamela Colman Smith.
Thank you, ArcanoMáximo, for being so patient with my efforts.

~Fulgour

 

[ArcanoMáximo]

Fulgour:
That's really WON-DER-FUL !!!
I was joking when saying that i'm a poet,
but you are a very good one seriously !
thanks to YOU !!!