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 |  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?  |
| Tree of Life When I was a child we drove from Pittsburgh to Kittanning to camp along the banks of the Allegheny River. On the ride, we sang silly songs. At night we roasted corn and made runny eggs for breakfast to dip in bagels we bought at a Jewish deli in Squirrel Hill. There is a breeze on this cool, fall Florida morning along the Imperial River hundreds of miles south of Kittanning. I lay a spray of flowers at water's edge. I whisper prayers for the Tree of Life. Author's note: I grew up in Pittsburgh. I have been to the Tree of Life Synagogue. My heart is broken. |
| Crone My womb doesn't bleed empty, silent as a tomb open and spacious deeply connected to Earth reaching upwards to the sky. A tonka tarot of the Crone---seven of cups--Fantasy---seek the vision that speaks to your whole heart |
| Day 717 of p45 Voter suppression Babies in cages Climate change denial Here is Maliciousness-in-chief |
| Not in Kansas Anymore Dorothy, that insipid child, didn't know she was a witch and held power all along. In OZ, I would be the scarecrow. Brainless, egoless pure consciousness with knees of straw and not titanium. I would sit cross-legged on my cushion surrounded by a golden road of sunflowers. Everything would be rainbow. With apologies to Elizabeth Bishop Tarot of the Crone---IV--Emperor--take charge of the powers of limitation and order. |
| October The veil is thin now between the seen and unseen worlds. I call the ancestors and they come. I carve turnips and small pumpkins. Jack o'lanterns have no sex, make no plans. They sit and shine with wounded faces. The ancestors talk. It is tower time, mischief is afoot. Stock your root cellars, hold fast to family. Tarot of the Crone---Three of Disks---Family---Make true connections that are beyond reason. |
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This is the type of free verse that in my opinion suits Shadows & Light.