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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?  |
| Gypsy Soul I like to think I live at the edges but mostly, I live in my head. If I lived at the edge I'd be a gypsy chanting in the ancient wild mother tongue. 4 lines form: pantun Dark Goddess Tarot--Witch of Water--Haya-Akitsu-Hime--Every stream ends in the sea--there to rise again. |
| Forever Young I want to wear my heart on my Self not just on my sleeve. I did when I was young imbued with hope and lit by a holy spark. Found feathers were magic wands to clear away the shadows. Storm clouds were just languid shapes in water. I open to that now, a cross I will gladly bear. 12 lines Prompt: picture of a young girl carrying a bedraggled feather Pholarchos Tarot--10 of Wings--Can the mind be wide enough to invite all things? |
| Mist Mist is a puny word. No weight or gravitas like fog or deluge. no sparkle or whimsy like dew or spindrift. No muscle and action like spritz or soak. The Mists of Avalon Misty of Chincoteague misty watercolor memories I'd rather sob and shudder with holy tears than be misty-eyed. Perhaps it should be relegated to the mists of time. 15 lines Prompt: mist--Gaian Tarot--4 of Water--I allow the sacred waters to pour peace and contentment into me. |
| Reflection I look at my reflection in the mirror. I see the long fade. No longer a foodie, nothing tastes the same. No longer a lover, sex doesn't delight. No longer a hiker, chronic back pain. But still, mother, wife, grandma, nurse, poet, mystic, seeker. Maybe, a long, slow fade. 13 lines Prompt: reflection Dark Goddess Tarot--Baba Yaga--Keep going, knowing the journey does not end. |
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