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? |
Why Walls? The house on Jane Street had a small cement yard with three walls: wooden, wire, and one with a gate. You could still hear the sharp shatter of broken glass when the neighbors raged. Sometimes the rain carried the shadow sound of race music from a radio by an open window. You could pass through the gate by an alleyway, a birth canal to a different street. Truth was spoken there, too. Why don't we know that walls are liars, veils of illusion and protection? Our souls abhor a border. |