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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? |
Ode to Harionago Less goddess than monster I still shall praise her pale pretty face beneath pink cherry blossoms. Daring boys to laugh, taunting men to touch she hides bloodied blades in her hair. This is no serene Mona Lisa, but an anime icon a trumped up punk for the #metoo movement. When the p-word (here kitty, kitty) may be uttered in public and porn stars frolic on the six o'clock news here cold world is your post-modern Madonna. Author's Note: Harionago in Japenese mythology is a beautiful, though ghoulish female. Dark Goddess Tarot--5 of Air--Harianago--engage at your own peril |
She Who Watches How do we practice what is forever? Am I closer than the young, supple ones on zafus here in my stiff-backed chair? Watching my breath In:peace for myself Out:peace for all others. Losing count I think of cold, fruit soup the unpaid bills, begin again. Slowly, each silence strips away a patina of memory, anger, fear, envy all floaters in my mind. The chime sounds. What is lost dissolves like sugar into water. I drink its sweetness. Dark Goddess Tarot--Hag of Earth--carry the stories along |