If you, like me, are a hardcore tarotista, you're familiar with the famous blanket on the Rider Waite Smith 9 of Swords. The protagonist of the card is a literal picture of anxiety—as much so as Edvard Munch's 'The Scream'—but the blanket tells a different story.  I've always believed that the blanket represents the implicit security of being grounded, alive, and embodied. The demons in the 9 of Swords are intellectual specters! You can wake up to discover that in real life, you are OK! I think the blanket is a reminder of that.  Its roses are a symbol of life's passion and vibrancy; its glyphs are the embrace of the eternal cosmos.