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My blog--I pull a card--if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it is for you?
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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?

the golden mean

March 27, 2024 at 12:01pm
March 27, 2024 at 12:01pm
#1067030
For Jill--passed February 6, 2024


If the Tibetans are right
Holy Monday was your last day
in the Bardo.
Does resurrection have an expiration?
My doors are open,
no stone to roll back.
My rooms are holy chambers
where you may spiral
and sow ancient seeds.
There will be no more weeping here.
You have shed your mortal skin.
You are free.


12 lines

Prompt: Picture of a closed up house


360 Degrees of Wisdom---Capricorn 12--Revealing the truth of something can lead to wonder and awe.
March 20, 2024 at 2:22pm
March 20, 2024 at 2:22pm
#1066619
Six Mile Cypress Slough

Come autumn bald cypress trees
drop their leaves in the swamp
decompose, split their flesh
in the murky, opaque water.
Everything is cypress knees and long shadows.
Then, in December, an errant shaft of sunlight
dances across the darkness
and all sparkles into color
of pearl, rose, clay, vermillion.
Everything is rainbow.
A tale of winter
becomes a tale of hope.

12 lines

Prompt: Hope


Pholarchos Tarot--12--Hanged One--Allow control to flood away




March 15, 2024 at 9:12am
March 15, 2024 at 9:12am
#1066304
Shadows

They say air has no shadow.
When a storm is coming
the air is thick with subtle energy,
wild and melancholy.
Perhaps it is Oya
whipping up a whirlwind.
I call her with conjuring prayers
my shadow self erupts
smudged and stained
whispering in the dark.
There is power here
dancing up a new world.


Dark Goddess Tarot--Oya--With of Air---Santeria Goddess----Let your shadow self out.


12 lines

Prompt: Shadow
March 6, 2024 at 4:36pm
March 6, 2024 at 4:36pm
#1065732
Love Remembered

Once upon a time ago I loved you
in my frenzied youth I chose another.
Fifty years gone by and still, dreams of you.
Two marriages in, and yet, I wonder.

Would my life be better, saner, clearer
had I held you fast and not let you go.
Old memories are sweeter and dearer.
I cannot change the past, I cannot know.

I sense you out there in the multiverse
a click away on Facebook and Twitter.
Not for me this social media curse,
all that's shiny is fool's gold and glitter.

I will continue to remember you.
But that is all this old dreamer will do.

14 lines
form: sonnet

Every Tarot Everywhere--VI--The Lovers----love is love is love


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