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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?
|January 1, 2022
I have used all the old magicks I know to usher in 2022.
Opened the doors and windows at midnight.
Banged the pots and pans.
Made a lemon pig, well an orange pig, didn't have a lemon. The Great Mother won't care.
Salt in my shoes, shoes on doorstep, one pointing out, the either pointing in.
Coins on the windowsill.
Say rabbit, rabbit on Facebook and post one of a thousand saved rabbit pictures.
May it be enough.
My rosary novena for the next 54 days is to awaken, expand, and perfect my Reiki practice. This is not an entirely selfish petition as I have many to pray for.
Today we will eat pork and saurkraut for luck, greens for prosperity.
I pull the Death card from the Pholarchos Tarot. The pollen of a trillion flowers makes and unmakes me. I will keep my wits about me as I harvest metamorphosis.
I admit that my darling oldest grandson is a drug addict.
May my year of magickal thinking be enough.
I pull the Death card from Pholarchos Tarot this morning.
I read with this deck.
I make no promises.
Dark, sleepless stories live
in these cards.
Even the Sun, a cloaked figure
carries no victory staff,
rides a pale horse
on a crumbling sea wall.
There are no cheering crowds.
is not all it seems.
Have a nice day.
Somnia Tarot--XIX--The Sun--positivity, rising energy
Mother Mary, born without sin,
pray for me. These tarot cards are new, slippery,
fall from my hands like your grace.
Today, the seven of swords.
I slog through the world's minefield,
carrying unnecessary burdens,
when these swords
these seven sorrows
might slice through them all
and free me.
The Somnia Tarot--7 of Swords--piercing thoughts
|My best friend is seriously ill, and I believe is dying. I spoke with her today and she is aware that this is so. She is refusing all medical intervention. She home birthed her children and home schooled them. She is one of the strongest, fiercest women I know. She has been an integral, important part of my life for over 30 years. I am devastated. Even though she won't always be able to talk I plan to call her every day just to say, "Hello". We still make each other laugh. I asked her if there was anything she wanted for an end of life service and she told me to tell them to play, "Another One Bites the Dust." I hope to send her a daily postcard, with a poem, haiku, or whatever pops into my head. I will be recording them here. For me, for my beloved friend.
The world doesn't stop
when I cease to understand
wild roses still bloom
Gaian Tarot--18--The Moon--descent and return
Take the scissors fool,
or better a machete
and hack those cords
that bind you.
Climb through the window
if you need to,
find a new path
an old journey.
The Somnia Tarot--0--Fool--new beginnings
A celebratory weekend ahead, wedding anniversary, Halloween birthday, will be looking for a Cailleach stone at the beach.
A bundle of cells
without a viable heart
Still, very much loved.
Dark Goddess Tarot--Sedna--8 of Water--Going deep is not easy. Let it be worthwhile.
My daughter-in-law was 9 weeks pregnant and started bleeding. They found the baby had no heartbeat.