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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? |
Baba Oh let me be Baba Yaga. I will scream in the trees, caper in my hut on chicken legs. With my mortar and pestle I will grind the bones of lying leaders and chew their entrails in my iron teeth. I will wash the feet of the resisters, my sisters. We will turn our backs and all that does not serve just cause. Tarot of the Crone--Seven of Swords--Imagination--I have the power to travel along roads I have not seen. 17 lines Baba Yaga is a witch of Slavic mythology |
Godmother She gave me a gown and slippers, a handsome prince, eau de cologne called Fairy Floss. I am old now, my prince is dead. I wear perfume that is boozy with sharp spices. Cinder-Ella has gone to dust, now Godmother to gravitas ever after. Non-rhyming Minute poem. 12 lines Fairy-Tale: Cinderella Tarot of the Crone--Grandmother of Cups--Godmother--How do you teach what is good, what is bad to others? |
Spring What alchemy is this, a bowered glade of oak and Spanish Moss, dew-clouded thoughts, springtime spirits. Tarot of the Crone--Grandmother of Cups--Godmother--Recall goodness,wholeness and caring in yourself and in your world. |
Dementia Lost in a spiral she wanders counterclockwise no way to go home Tarot of the Crone--VI--CrossRoads--You don't always get to choose the ways your life will turn. |
Bathetic I revel in the magick of small things and tiny, daily kindness. Is this bathetic? Bring it. Tarot of the Crone--Ace of Swords--Thought--Let the world not be diminished by the lack of your voice. |
Scrying Outside my morning window a mourning dove is calling. I check the bathroom mirror and find the same crow's feet and age spots beneath my myopic blue-grey eyes. I have no idea how I got here. The Japanese believe you wear the face of one you loved in the past. My soul pod must be small. No ancient kings or queens, just Slavic peasant cheekbones. I didn't realize I had a blind spot, till they (and life) blindsided me. Tarot of the Crone--XVII--Star--Open your heart, wide as the night sky. |
Healing It snowed in Tucson bright flakes dusting the pinons and California flooded again. Just maybe, climate change is real. We haven't time for a trial to decide, or a wormhole to escape a tide of destruction. It won't be a smooth ride. We must tithe our lives. Tarot of the Crone--Nine of Cups--Healing--Your authentic self is enhanced by integrity and love. |
Fluent I walk the beauty way here. Above me, below, around snow dusted branches soon melting into warming earth. An early robin calls out praise songs. I listen. fluent in silence. Tarot of the Crone--Six of Disks--Style--Choose what is beautiful. |
Saturday Matinee On Saturday, my father gave me, the oldest $1.05 and my brother, sister and I went to the movies. I guess baby brother stayed home with Mom. We never got money for popcorn or soda. We got 2 movies, 17 cartoons, and a world of comedy, romance, horror, science fiction, ancient gods. Pittsburgh once had a bridge to nowhere. The Arcade theater gave us a bridge to everywhere. Tarot of the Crone--Grandmother of Swords--In stories, truth can wear many faces. |
February Kitchen vase of forsythia blossoms. lemonade crushed pineapple, honey pot this aureate table Tarot of the Crone--Eight of Cups--Commitment---Follow your one true path, the path with heart. |