Look at my letter: it is the story of my life! The light grey part is the letter Dalet; it will soon invoke my consort; the Nurse! Yet it wouldn’t write “Heh,” if it weren’t for the addition of the dark grey part! That part is the sign “Yod” for hand. So yes, if you add Dalet plus Yod, you get Heh! Why would that matter? You just used the right word: matter! I am Le Chef, you see! Organization and order must be first and foremost for me… Imagine running a kitchen, and not knowing where the knives are! It’d lose tons of time, as I couldn’t go “chop, chop!” I’ll admit: I like having Power, authority, and order. I want to know how many guests, and when they’ll arrive, so that I can plan accordingly… Gotta be prepared, everything just right; must be on top of things! I am indeed the ultimate King Father: reliable, responsible, yet also controlling!

My doing is often my undoing: my excessive need to prepare, supervise and rehearse is a poor mask for a thought that frightens the pants off me – I am a Loser! What saves me is my passion about leaving a legacy. And that’s where the magic happens… Dalet + Yod reads as Dai for “Enough.” The Sense of Enough is my psychic womb: it is how I’ll receive my heart’s desire.

My gift is a womb-like Chalice – a place for my male sword!