A refuge from the fight, defined by a momentary shelter. A ritual of peace; share breath and smoke and stillness. This is a place of stability amidst the chaos of the storm; can you make this eye of a hurricane expand? Pause to play footsie with your seeming enemy; ask yourself what you’re really fighting about. Probably nothing. Make some compromises, make some deals, or at least lean back and get stoned. Speak some truths that dare not be spoken outside the charmed circle of friendship.
Calmness has to be fought for sometimes. And anxiety is always waiting. But there are tools to help the fight. (If the question you’re asking the deck is “Should I get high tonight?” and this card turns up, you can treat it as an unequivocal “yes”.)