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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?  |
| Shelter Settle into your flesh though you may tremble. Scrunch your shoulders up to your ears then let them drop heavy as rocks. Breathe in, breathe out. YAH, WEH There is a messy ghost in the machine. Be careful where you step. Pholarchos Tarot--Ace of Spirals--that which makes rock, and bone, and gold, great spirals of becoming. |
Planetary Roar In the Book of Revelations Jesus is called the Lion of Judah and at the end of days he will roar. I do not deny the spear, the cross, the shroud but I hear a planetary roar. Rock, water, sun, moon are being stolen from us, a trail of tears sweeping the Earth. God promised Noah the fire next time. I hear the beginnings of a planetary roar. Tarot of the Crone--XVI--The Tower--I am the Mother of Madness. When I speak, I scream. When I scream, things shatter. I scream because things are wrong. |
Monsters There are evil beasts in our world. They wear silk suits and speak smoothly. They divide us and make us afraid. But we the people have voices, too. We must fight but , always with love. We will not become what they are. There is a light at the end. 7 lines Form: Kwansaba Tarot of the Crone--XV--Devil--I am the mother of Monsters, I am the Mistress of Lies. I am the fear that binds you. I have the power you give to me. |
Tilting Is the world tilting, bending to justice? The beasts of Antarctica saw the solar eclipse the ring of fire ushered in by the Chinese New Year and the Fire Horse. Are the tides moving us toward more love? Let us slather each other with mercy and compassion, but yet remain edgy and salty. The vaults of our hearts are infinite. Let it pour. Pholarchos Tarot--6--The Lovers--you are vast |
Communal Roosting I think it is time for communal roosting. Time to gather in friends, neighbors, strangers and nestle them in feather beds piled with ancient, handmade quilts. Or perhaps, I'll just go to the Methodist church for kind people and communion and to sing the old hymns. I think John Wesley would like that. Gaian Tarot--5--The Teacher |
Beast of Wands In the end all systems fail us. Empires fall, new ones arise. The doctors say there is no cure. Loved ones die, then so do we. There are reports of something on the other side. So gather those whispered messages. Proceed through the world with feline grace. Keep your senses open and attend to the electric humming in your body. Proceed, till your time comes. Tarot of the Crone--Beast of Wands--Cat--go for what you want with simple, natural strength |
My husband is facing major medical issues at this time so no poetry, no blog. Any and all prayers welcomed. I feel we have been traumatized by the medical industrial complex. He is in a rehab facility now and hoping for improvement. Don't get old in Amerikkka, Don't get sick in Amerikkka. |
If I Were A Snowflake If I were a snowflake I would be melted into water without a quaver with no wish to linger as solid. Water, holy water tears, holy tears but first I would catch snowflakes on my tongue. A simple Eucharist for this snowflake. 12 lines Prompt: title--If I were a snowflake Tarot of the Crone--3 of Cups--Communion--Together We Are One. |
Time Lines My lines, they are ley lines, crooked, they are not straight. Labyrinths are coiled and kinked. Two steps forward, one back, Circular time is now. 7 lines prompt: Eintou form Tarot of the Crone--V--Tradition--I am the Door of Time. Tradition is what survives time. |
Three Tiny Happy Things 1. Today is National Unfriend Day. Yesterday I Googled you and learned you passed in April. 2. Last night I dreamed of you. You unfriended me years ago 3. but here you are vibrating the strings of my space time. Politics divided us. Now, we walk in spirit. We exist in a web of relations that ripples outwards into the intimate ocean of time. I pray you have found your heaven. You are what you have abandoned. 14 lines prompt: 3 little things that make you happy Tarot of the Crone--GrandMother of Wands--Matriarch--Time to recognize our common bonds. |
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