No. 61

古琴挂壁久 / 弦色尚未尘 / 君今宜一拨 / 旧音亦动人

What it mirrors · There's something you used to do and set aside, a small practice, a quiet hobby. This week is a good time to pick it up again, writing, drawing, cooking, running, whatever it was. It still works. You're the one who stopped, not the thing itself. What this slip mirrors is that old instrument hanging on the wall for years, its strings still clear of dust, waiting without complaint.

A mirror, not a prophecy. It reflects you as you are right now. How you walk is still yours to choose.