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? |
Easter Monday The pool is empty of people on this Easter Monday, the water glassy, warm,and buoyant as a float tank. I drift into oblivion my only thoughts of death and transfiguration. I twirl widdershins and deosil, my arms heavy as wet angel wings. I limit my time, my skin crisps too easily now and the mockingbirds are taunting me. I promise I will plant them a magnolia tree on the ridge, a safe haven for their fledglings. In spring, a young girl may come to pluck the waxy, fragrant flowers and braid them in her hair. Tarot of the Crone--Shadow of Cups--Drowning--A powerful emotion has flooded all boundaries. Broken down all solid ground. |