four up right wands create a canopied room. Above ground a union between a white and black circle. Below a web of lines stretch between the unseen legs.

Four of Wands

Joy! A rite of passage. A union that creates something greater than could be conjured alone. The web of relations creates the foundational strength to hold up something new. Be aware of what is underneath, there will always be more maintenance. For now, though, celebrate.