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Wheel of Fortune

by ridinghhood-p.boutilier

Rated: 18+ · Book · Experience · #1211684

My blog--I pull a card--if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it is for you?

I pull a card...if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it was meant for you?

How to Read the Tarot

Begin by brewing a cup of tea,
a nervine, lemon balm or chamomile,
this is after all, your future.
A reading at the dark of the moon is best,
before the night creatures crawl
and bad humours fill the air.
Pick a circular deck, with a fairy-tale motif,
and no reversals.
Hold a question in your heart,
shuffle the cards and place them on the table.
Choose only two.
Like the ancient Israelites,
these are your seer stones, Urim and Thumimm,
black and white, yes or no.
Isn't that all you were asking?

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Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Feb 5, 2024 at 6:14pm
In response to "February 5, 2024"

Peace and love to you.

Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Feb 5, 2024 at 6:13pm
In response to "January 27, 2024"

I arrive in Taipei on the 14th. V-day did not go well last year. I have much to learn.

This is a wonderful love poem.

Cappucine

Jan 27, 2024 at 6:25pm
In response to "Jill"

Gorgeous poem.
I am sorry about your friend. xx

Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Dec 27, 2023 at 11:21am
In response to "December 27, 2023"

Milkyway ... that river in the sky.

Simply Me

Nov 15, 2023 at 11:32am
In response to "November 8, 2023"

we are kindred spirits

Simply Me

Nov 15, 2023 at 11:31am
In response to "November 15, 2023"

Me at 72 10/19/1951
I have only Just begun
Your words bleed to me
in ways I understand
corals grow so slowly
like brotherhood of man
I a three-time empty nester
Now.. I am free to play
and those visions of
tomorrows, are
no longer in my way.

ridinghhood-p.boutilier

Nov 11, 2023 at 10:26am
In response to "November 9, 2023"

Thank you. The ghost orchid is a tiny, rare orchid that I believe only grows in Florida in the Fakahatchee Swamp. Poachers try to steal it as it was once believed that consuming it caused euphoria. It likely grows in other swampy areas. There was a book and a movie called Adaptation, I believe, about it. It seemed fitting for this poem.

Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Nov 11, 2023 at 1:08am
In response to "November 9, 2023"

I like this better than some other efforts I've seen. The line breaks seem natural. Great use of imagery.

As for the moon... thin sliver of a waning crescent today, the 11th. New moon tomorrow. I've seen the moon during the day this past month. I don't remember seeing it as such when I was growing up. But then... I wonder whether the soot from the steel factories would have been an issue.

I like your choice of words, especially 'inky' and 'swamp' (a place). 'Ghost orchid' is a great image that reminds me of the white orchid (phalaenopsis?) blooming in our courtyard. I've posted pictures on bookface.

Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Oct 30, 2023 at 11:46am
In response to "October 23, 2023"

I really like this one. I don't like noisy places but silence is eerie.

Kåre Enga in Udon Thani

Oct 16, 2023 at 9:24am
In response to "October 16, 2023"

Yes, war is a thief. The powerful have sought to crush any opposition. We live in pro-fascist times.

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January 1, 2022 at 9:27am

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January 1, 2022

January 1, 2022

I have used all the old magicks I know to usher in 2022.

Opened the doors and windows at midnight.

Banged the pots and pans.

Made a lemon pig, well an orange pig, didn't have a lemon. The Great Mother won't care.

Salt in my shoes, shoes on doorstep, one pointing out, the either pointing in.

Coins on the windowsill.

Say rabbit, rabbit on Facebook and post one of a thousand saved rabbit pictures.

May it be enough.

My rosary novena for the next 54 days is to awaken, expand, and perfect my Reiki practice. This is not an entirely selfish petition as I have many to pray for.

Today we will eat pork and saurkraut for luck, greens for prosperity.

I pull the Death card from the Pholarchos Tarot. The pollen of a trillion flowers makes and unmakes me. I will keep my wits about me as I harvest metamorphosis.

I admit that my darling oldest grandson is a drug addict.

May my year of magickal thinking be enough.

I pull the Death card from Pholarchos Tarot this morning.

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