The harder I work, the luckier I become. This is of course, a paraphrase of Thomas Jefferson’s famous line. If we think of Fortune as a dispassionate goddess, detached from all but random irony as she dispenses luck, it seems a silly thought.
But Fortune is not Fate. Looking closely at the image, we see the elemental guardian angels all read from blank books.
We can’t forget the Snake as Wisdom, unattached from the Wheel and descending to us like a gift from above. Or yet, Anubus, the jackal headed god on the other side of the Wheel. On the Day of Reckoning, it is he who calls the balance as our heart is weighed against Truth, symbolized in that story as an ostrich feather. Brings a whole new twist to being light- or heavy-hearted!
The Goddess Fortuna is portrayed as a sitting Sphynx, far from reclining meditation as she is…
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