Cherry blossoms, broken by the rain, are a symbol of ephemeral beauty. The blossoms, all spring and youth, contrast with the dead spiders hanging just below. This is a reminder of the hundreds of small crimes committed daily, the seemingly inconsequential creatures that die to sustain the world. The line comes with the refrain, “Be a woman.” The illusory ideal of femininity is as fragile as the blossoms, and like them is underpinned by thousands of harms. At its most negative, this card signifies a slow, but unstoppable, draining.
This card echoes the call to a sister that began in the Three of Cups.