The Queen of Pentacles carries the energy of sacred first-earth-mother-queen softly on her stone throne — not the achiever who must produce visible abundance with fanfare, but the small tender sovereign feminine who already softly holds the sacred small tender pentacle like a nursing baby as the sacred first-basket-of-integration softly nourishes her own embodied fullness. She is the sacred first-nourishing after the sacred first-settling, and today — Sacred First-Nourishing with Sacred Mars-Day and Sacred Moon-In-Her-Exaltation, on Mars’s own venerated Tuesday when the Moon rests softly in her own venerated Taurus exaltation — she arrives at the sacred first-nourishing moment of the newly-begun cycle.
She is not, softly, asking you to produce the whole abundance. She is not asking you to prove that the settling has produced visible harvest, to defend it against smallness, to make the nourishing performable before allowing it. She is offering the small tender nourishing itself: notice the sacred small tender rabbit softly at your feet, feel the sacred small tender roses softly around your throne, let the nourishing be, softly, a nourishing.
This is not indulgence.
It is nourishing.
There is a difference.
Audre Lorde names it: Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation.
The sacred first-nourishing does not need to force the abundance to be true.
She comes, softly, from the very willingness to let the settled basket feed the sovereign earth-form as the Queen of Pentacles blesses her own venerated garden.
She has, faithfully, always been witnessed by the flowering vines.