Some cards arrive with a clear intention. Others reveal themselves slowly. Card No. 4 — Raising the Light  — began as a painting of the beach I swim at almost every day. At the time, it wasn’t a “card.” It was simply a scene. The heron. The shoreline. The quiet rhythm of water. I didn’t yet know there would be messages. I didn’t even know there would be a deck. About a year later, when I finally sat down to write the text for each card, this one began speaking about timing —