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? |
Love found me Love found me under a summer sky a full moon pulsing in the dark. I leave my bed and go to the window and grow still to hear whispering through the palms the stories and prayers my grandmothers offered to their Black Madonnas, Czestochowa and Bistrica, I humbly set my petitions to Guadalupe, Mother of the Americas for the migrants in camps asking for respite, for change, for justice. We are all immigrant souls. Love found me under a summer sky. Tarot of the Crone--Shadow of Disks--Bones--Sometimes life is just tough all the way, and you're forced to get down to the bones. |