Bonnie perches quietly, feathers ruffled by the winds of chaos. Before her, the world fractures—mountains split, volcanoes burn, waves crash, and towers crumble. She does not turn away. Instead, she observes with a piercing stillness.
What Bonnie learns is this: destruction is not the end, but a clearing. The Tower falls because its foundations were brittle, because illusion could not hold. In the breaking apart, truth is revealed. What was once hidden beneath stone and steel now lies bare.
She reminds us that upheaval, however terrifying, is also liberation. The old structures—beliefs, attachments, identities—crumble so that something raw, real, and unshakable may emerge. Bonnie’s steady gaze tells us not to cling to the collapsing walls, but to spread our wings.
Her advice is gentle yet resolute:
• Do not fear the storm. It is a teacher.
• Do not clutch at ruins. They cannot carry you forward.
• Rise with clarity. Let what is false fall away, and trust the freedom of the open sky.
The Tarot Midwife 