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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?  |
fare thee well as we disperse on this full moon night rage against the dimming of your light for poetry is matter, our right, always, to persist and verify, ever, to persist and verify. Dark Goddess Tarot--XVIII--The Moon--Arianhrod--trust your intuition, follow your process, wear moonstones |
| Mother of the Year With a scream I spit him out from between my legs, kissed the top of his tiny, sticky head then let him go. He was going his own way anyhow. Those who know do not say. Those who say do not know.. There is death. There is chance. Spider Woman spins her web between the two. Maman knows her limits. Dark Goddess Tarot---XVII--Spider Woman--Doing small good things will illuminate your next steps. |
| Jacaranda what if eve had chosen whimsey over knowledge and the flamboyant jacaranda tree over the staid apple? would there be less sorrow in the world? would we still be in eden under a shower of lavender blue petals with friends and neighbors in a circle dancing dancing dancing. dark goddess tarot---3 of water--mami wata---know youself as ebb and flow, sound and silence, power and creativity |
| Pocket Poem I can't carry jello in my pocket, and can't put clothes on hangers in the sky. I don't need a map for where I'm going, just strong friends and a sweet Brahm's lullaby. Heading to surgery this afternoon. The next five days of NaPoWriMo may of necessity be brief pocket poems. Dark Goddess Tarot---2 of Fire---Hecate---follow the path that you know is true, not the one you wish were true |
| The Hermit I saw her last at the minister's funeral. She always sat in the front row at church, wearing a flowered shirt and khaki shorts. It was Florida, after all. At the coffee hour we tolerated her episodes of inappropriate laughter indelicate remarks. The minister had no desire to banish her. We offered unasked for help. After the minister's death, she disappeared. I sometimes see her in the morning heading east on Radio Road, clutching a shopping bag in each hand headphones on listening to the Turtle Island String Quartet. She once had been a diver scraping barnacles from boats. Someone said there had been an accident. She couldn't work anymore. She went to ground in the hammocks living with toothless men and racoons. I stopped going to church some time ago. She and I are still searching for truth. Dark Goddess Tarot--IX--Hermit--Baba Yaga-- ask invisible friends to be your companions |
| Witch of Air Seeking a position as cohort of the multiverse. Fluent in Elusinian mysteries and Yoruba deities. I can read the ruins. I can make stone soup. Maiden, mother, crone, a babe in a babushka. Sometimes confuses real life and fiction. Ambidextrous, I can raise a whirlwind and stay centered in the storm. Currently underemployed, will accept all smaller proffers. Dark Goddess Tarot--Witch of Air--Oya--Fill a bowl with eggplants, plums, chocolates--things that are sweet, rich, dark, sensual, juicy. |
| Nammu The face of the deep looks and sounds like Mary Oliver, new to Florida, singing, still smoking, learning to love the mangroves, losing her self in the Glades green ribbons of sawgrass. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters, drew a circle, became community. Dark Goddess Tarot---Ace of Cups--Ancient Nameless Goddess of Water---The sea knows all souls |
| Boca's Brain They call me sinistral. My mangled neurons lean left (right?). But this injured limb has startled my dendrites to mark right (left?). I am offered dexterity (ambiguity?). The bite of pen marking paper still charms and the margins navigate easier. Once healed can I cleanse these axonal filters and arise fully global? Dark Goddess Tarot--Ace of Earth--GAIA--Hold stones in your hands |
| La Llorona Prowls the City We didn't have to wait for the end of the world. It was already here. Our children were slaughtered by the thousands in their classrooms. Immigrants were numbed into silence by ICE. We all knew that black lives didn't matter. The left leaning liberals tried homeopathic magic and cannabis gummies. The neo-cons consoled themselves with faux news from Fox. La Llorona prowled the arroyos of our desperate cities. No one offered help. There was no peace. Dark Goddess Tarot--Five of Water--La Llorona--Look at what you do to avoid feeling pain. |
| Buddhahood My slouching toward Buddhahood has not been going well. I keep dropping f-bombs and telling people to go to hell. I downloaded a meditation to help me with all of this. My mantra now is screw it all who on earth needs this sh--? Dark Goddess Tarot--Six of Fire--Epona--sometimes it takes a herd |
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