This sade-sati, or seven year cycle, has been her toughest to date, facing the reality of an adulthood that didn't turn out to be all it had been cracked up to be; call-centres, depression and infertility had certainly not been part of the 'Grand Plan'. But perhaps planning had been the problem all along and that 'plans' are no use to anyone, other than being a good joke for God. 

As with the 'Fool' in the tarot deck, eternally stepping off the cliff edge into the unknown, so too has our dear Esmerelda found herself falling into the abyss, discovering all her sense of control over the universe was nothing more than an illusion. But in doing so Esmerelda has also discovered that sometimes when you fall... You fly.