Justice

VIII

Justice comes to you tonight...

Look at her power, her dignity. This beautiful Black woman in her Mardi Gras colors—purple for justice, green for faith, gold for power. Even blindfolded, she sees the truth that lies beyond appearances.

The sword she holds isn't merely for punishment, cher. It cuts through deception, slices away illusion. Those scales in her other hand—they weigh every action, every intention. Nothing escapes their measure.

And behind her, our beloved city sleeps under cypress and stars. The street lamp casts just enough light to illuminate the path forward. This is a card of truth in darkness.

Justice appears when balance must be restored. Perhaps you face a decision requiring absolute fairness—to yourself and others. Or maybe you await a judgment, a moment when accounts come due.

This isn't about revenge, though some mistake it for that. True justice brings harmony where there was discord. It rights what was wronged.

The universe is calling you to accountability, to integrity in all dealings. What you've set in motion will return to you in kind. Have you been fair in your dealings? Have you spoken your truth, even when difficult?

Remember, in New Orleans, we understand that justice moves in its own time, like the slow waters of the Mississippi. But when it arrives, it changes everything.