Anyone Can Play Guitarot…

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Welcome aboard the tarot blog hop musical express, directed by Jay Cassels who invited us to get our Gleek on. I do remember the exact notes but I’m fairly certain that artistic license and ad-libbing was pre-approved and so although I can on occasion just about carry a tune in a bucket, I’ll spare you the trilling and spilling of my mediocre singing and invite you to come winging through my variations on a theme.

Music and tarot are very intertwined in my mind and it is not unknown for me to burst into spontaneous song or pull a musical prank… (I may or may not write about that another day) Ok… let’s get back into the right key… I have lots of favourite types of people to read for but high up there in the top of the charts are Musicians…

There’s a fluidity in thinking with Musicians and they are all too easily lured into play…

I’ve often found that Musicians seem to innately know what the cards are saying even if they’ve never seen a deck before but then I guess that many Musicians over the years have infused their art with esoteric musings so any Musician with eclectic tastes has absorbed the occult by osmosis…

But when it comes to tarot reading then they are usually willing to freestyle and enjoy the noble art of busking, they are up for metaphorical musing and noodling and in no way adverse to trying out a few new licks and riffs…

Below is a reading that I did to look at business ideas.  We opened up the Orbifold and it seemed the most natural thing in the world to get the guitar player in front of me to transpose the composition to guitarot…

tarot, tarot spread, business planning

The whole musical language itself lends to an easy analogy and so questions flowed out…

How many strings are there to your business? How do you want to pitch? What’s the tone? What volume is best? etc… etc…

Sometimes the Musicians around me start up the movement and set the beat… Below is the latest composition Mr S has bullied me into commissioned from me… He’s recently bought a ???? oooh???? blimey!!! ah… I really ought to know the name of this… he’s been banging on about it for months and months… but names and models of guitars get lost in the same part of my wasteland area of brain where details about cars go to die… anywho… he’s bought this guitar that is in kit form and it is sitting waiting to be customised. He’s been humming (he’s always humming…) and ahhing about making any decisions but insisting that I should do the artwork for him. That had been going on for weeks until he asked me why it’s not done yet and I told him it’s because he’s still not made his mind up! At which point he says – Why are you waiting for me? Why don’t you just pull some cards out…

So cards were pulled and at last, he smiles as rough initial drafts are sketched out and approved as being exactly to his liking…

But…  dc al coda…back to the Orbifold…

Now the thing I like about the Orbifold is that is so sleek and unfussy and so elegantly designed… At a glance it looks simplistic and bordering on a tad oversimplified maybe but LOOK… look at those borders!!! There’s a whole symphony going on there…

And it occurs to me that when something appears to be so simply designed then it is because every mark and notation is carefully chosen and placed for a reason… There is nothing there by accident, everything is scribed carefully by the composer to lay in wait for the conductor’s hand to provoke a response in the players who in turn will stir an audience…

Then I discovered a magical musical game…

Orbifold Overtures

For this game, you will need one Orbifold deck and as many Musicians as you can get your hands on. If you haven’t already got this deck, then it is worth buying purely for this experiment. I have tried this numerous times now with various unsuspecting victims and it never fails to amuse me…

It’s very simple, there is little work for you to do…

You find your musician

You take out a handful of cards

You line up the borders

Then you say… Oooh… Look at this… Hmmm… if that were a song, what would it sound like?

My experience to date is that they will initially look a little pensive but in less than 3 seconds you will see their eyes light up and they will start tapping and rhythm and skat out a tune

Let me know if you try it?

It’s even more interesting when you show the same cards to different musicians at different times and they all sing the same song…

If you’ve enjoyed this musical interlude and you’re wanting an encore then pick a link and hit it 🙂

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Reiki for Beginners…

Welcome to the latest Reiki Blog Hop
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THEME: Reiki Recommendations for beginners

 

Joy Vernon posed the question – “What do you recommend to beginners interested in Reiki?” This can be from the point of view of a teacher and how they start beginners out, or from the point of view of a student and what you found most helpful in getting started or wished you had known at the beginning.

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When you start to learn anything new, then there are going to be lots of questions that pop up… When it comes to Reiki, then I think it is important for a student to consider how they want to get the answers to their questions…

I guess, my first piece of advice would be to find a teacher you are drawn to and then ask them how they teach and what is involved. There are many styles of Reiki and ultimately your choice will be your personal preference. No system is any better or any worse than any other and in the long-term, if you go down the Reiki path, you will find that you develop your own ways of doing things. There are as many ways of teaching as there are teachers so speak to teachers but I’m willing to bet that a key thing that all good teachers have in common is that they want you to find the right person and so they are happy to answer your questions to help you decide who to learn with… I do believe that a good teacher will signpost you to someone else if they feel that that teacher would be a better fit for you.

So, before you approach a teacher, think about how you like to learn and the environment that you want to be in. Think about the class size that you would be comfortable in, do you even want to be in a group or would you prefer 1:1 tuition. I think one of the things I wish I had known at the beginning was that there is much talk of Reiki Circles and I wish I had realised that being in a circle did not actually equate to standing in a circle and being with people… Being in a circle can be having lots of 1:1 connections with a network of people you meet but you do not all have to be in the same place at the same time… My circle is more of a web and not everybody on that web has yet met…

Think about your reasons for wanting to learn… for example if you are looking to go into business then it may be a good idea to see a teacher who is business minded and who can help you with that aspect as well… If you are focused on a spiritual journey then yes, the right teacher may just appear but exercise a little caution if there is too much talk of synchronicity… especially if it starts to sound like cliched patter… There are people out there who are solely interested in your money… a few questions will quickly reveal these people… In my opinion, there is a bigger risk of landing in a pitfall with a teacher who coaxes your into being taught by them for free… Yes. of course, there are people who teach for free because that is where their heart is truly at but there are also those who teach for free because they like to feel needed… they like to feel that they save people…

It is a potential minefield to find the right teacher as price offers no measure nor guarantee of quality plus what works well for one student does not always work well for another. I know many practitioners who have gone off and set up a good client base after a weekend of fast-track training… equally I know many who have come away from fast-track feeling totally overwhelmed by the experience, stepping back from the whole thing then returning to learn slowly and from scratch the whole thing so that they can build their confidence to work with others…

Personally, I prefer to teach one to one so the pace and content can be tailored to that particular student’s aims and objectives… My aim is to have my student leave feeling confident to work at the level they chose to work at.

My general approach is to have a lengthy chat with a potential student to discuss different ways to do things… Then I advise them to go away, think about it and also ask a few other teachers…

If they return, then I do tend to advise that they stay away from the books at this point and start by looking at their general lifestyle and how life is going for them. Books are there to be read but there are so many, that I think it’s best to see what questions naturally arise before opening the books. I think also, Reiki is by its nature very experiential so it can be disappointing to read about how others see visions etc… I think my least favourite question from a student is when they say something like X says that when you do this, this should happen, I don’t get that? Am I doing it wrong? When it comes to Reiki, comparison and competition are not your friends! You have to learn to feel and trust for yourself…

Most things are fluid with Reiki with no real hard definitions of this is right… The points that I do stress as being right and wrong are the mundane but very important matters of personal safety, getting insurance, being aware of where you place your hands so you don’t accidentally end up getting people mumbling #metoo when they leave your premises never to return again…

The other main concept that I like to stress and debate is the healing/curing dichotomy but I think I may leave that for another day as we wanted to think about beginners and so I want to boil it down to two points to think about…

  1. Take time to know yourself…
  2. Take time to get to know your teacher…

And on that note, I will signpost you towards the links and you can go learn more about Jay and Joy, both with their own ways and both people who I consider to be important elements of my Reiki Circle that is in no way round, today it’s a triangle… but we’re certainly never square yet these people are good to have in your corner 🙂

 

Seriously?! THIS is my REAL job!! YES!! Seriously…

Anybody who has known me for any length of time, will at some point notice and mention that I get to meet more than my fair share of whack jobs… And on the whole, I’m mostly fine with that as I see it as something that goes with the territory… You deal with the general public and the general public consists of all sorts…

I guess every tarot reader gets asked enough times to make their eyes roll, what it is that they do for a living? I work events where most people who get a reading are doing something for the first time and I put this question down to either a touch of nerves or an effort at polite small talk akin to the hairdresser asking if you’ve booked a holiday yet. Sometimes, I smile and say – I do this, this is what I do 🙂 Other times, depending on the crowd and the mood, I may roll out an outrageous lie and see if I can get away with it… There was this one time when I managed to convince someone that I was a pro- arm wrestler and captain of the ladies UK team…

But I had an experience a few months back and you know what… even though it’s happened before, there’s a little part inside of you hoping that the last time was the last time and so you just don’t expect to yet again get asked that question by other business women who have approached you, claiming that they have researched you and claiming they want to discuss collaborating with you…

Out came those words…

What do you do for your real job?

Now apparently my face obviously never betrayed the slightest hint that leaked any clues to the massive f-bomb that had just exploded in my head…

THIS… THIS IS WHAT I DO…

Yes! But what’s your real job…? 

THIS… THIS… THIS…IS…MY…REAL…JOB…

By this point, my head is filling with the opening theme tune to The Muppets and I let a serene smile spread across my face and decide to settle in for the show and see where it goes… Yeah, yeah, yeah… a saner person would probably have made their excuses and walked out at that point… I have been blessed/cursed with a morbid curiousity… so I let them talk… I won’t go into the details of how utterly ludicrous their proposal was… but let’s just skip to the cherry on top…

Ok, so if the first question wasn’t bad enough, then get this…

Would you like some time to think about it, to go home and ask your Husband what you should do?

Bwhahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

ASK MY HUSBAND?!!! WHAT THE HELL HAS IT GOT TO DO WITH HIM??

And with that, I decided the final curtain was down and I was off…

I didn’t dignify the question. Seriously, I don’t need to ask my husband permission for anything, nevermind if I should take a gig with someone who baulks at my fee and obviously thinks I’m going to arrive on a broomstick as the money on offer would barely cover petrol costs, never mind my time…

Depressingly, this isn’t the first time I’ve encountered this kind of thing and unfortunately, I fear it may not be the last…

But WTF? WT actual F? OK… I can excuse a chancer… this is business and people want to haggle…

BUT… this is 2018 and WOMEN and I am keeping the focus on women here as I have never to date encountered this nonsense from a man… WOMEN think it’s ok to ask other women what their real job is and then they think it’s ok to suggest that they get permission from the Hubby… FFS! I’m surprised they didn’t go for the hat trick and poke their noses into my childcare arrangements…

Well… just for the record, I did for my own amusement recount the ‘deal’ and ask my husband what he thought I should do…

His reply…

Ok… who are you? and what have you done with the real Karen?

What do you mean Mr S?

Well… the real Karen, would have nodded along, laughed like a drain, said yeah, I’ll be in touch then shredded and tossed their business card over her shoulder as she strolled away…

Ah… good old Mr S… he’s not business minded but he sure knows me 🙂

 

 

 

By the Power of Three…

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Welcome to the latest Tarot blog hop wrangle by Aisling the Bard

We are calling this Hop “Brighid’s Blue Moon”. This festival is a “trifecta”, a combination of three significant events on a single date. February 1st is “Imbolc”, meaning “In the Belly”, the festival dedicated to Brighid of the Three Fires, who brings life back to Land, Sea, and Sky after winter’s doldrums have passed. But on Imbolc Eve, the day before the festival, we will see a Full Moon, which is also a Blue Moon, the second Full Moon in a calendar month. Therefore, we are celebrating a “Solilune”, a combination of a Solar and Lunar Festival, and it’s dedicated to a Deity who Herself is represented in Her Celtic realm by three Elemental locations, Land, Sea, and Sky, and three characteristics of the Inner Flame, Poesy, Smithcraft, and Healing, as well as shedding her beneficent influence on three areas of human life, Body, Mind, and Spirit . This day also represents a Secret Gift of Spirit, the Blue Moon, representing those things that are rare and precious–after all, they only happen “Once in a Blue Moon”. 
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Somewhere around four years ago, a conversation with a colleague turned into the start of a new project, many lengthy conversations sat in fields and notebooks daubed with scribbles and free association ramblings that birthed into images for a potential oracle deck… The project has sat in stasis for the last 18months or so as life for each of us took its twists and turns… a project almost forgotten until a few weeks ago when it started to tug at my sleeve like an attention seeking toddler… so if you’ll indulge me, (and excuse the low res images) then I will use my as yet unnamed work in progress deck to travel through Aisling’s spread, as it is demanding to come back and draw breath in 2018…
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The Foundation for the Year to Come…
Moving from left to right…
The first image is one of the few that got named and is called Blindsight. The image reminded me of retinal scans and the patterns that you see when you scrunch your eyes up tight but also the way that sometimes even with your eyes closed, you can get a feelsense of what surrounds you. I showed this picture to someone recently and they spontaneously told me a story of when they had been driving in the middle of nowhere in the full darkness of night and their headlights failed… One of the passengers was blind and she guided them all back home, never missing a turn… So I guess the body is a miraculous thing and it will take you where you need to go, even if you cannot see the path ahead…
The second image brings to mind the Ace of Swords… here it feels to suggest cold sharp cutting and editing… I think that the benefit of having a project go into stasis (even though it feels woeful at the time) is that it gives an air of detachment so you can cull out the ideas that when fresh felt so precious but with new eyes later down the line well hmmm… that’s gotta die!!! Conversely, some things that felt a bit naff when fresh seem to find a new gravitas…
The third image… well that has very many W.I.P. names, all of which are inappropriate puns around cocks and roosters… but the overall gist of this image is to greet each new dawn with gusto!
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The Construction…
What is the energy of the new path that presents itself?
Oh super! A choppy voyage ahead! But what is life without a challenge? Again, I feel that this is about heading somewhere even if you don’t know what you’re heading into… what’s the quote? Prepare for the worst and hope for the best?
From what will I need protection on this journey?
This card has a working title of ‘Grit… Oyster… Pearl’… oftentimes it’s beneficial to have negative motivators… those things that get under your skin and annoy you into action… Over the last year, I had a lousy time with a ‘piece of grit’ and it lead to a costly mistake… I tolerated a situation that I knew was crap thinking I could learn something from it… I guess I learned that sometimes you have to just walk away… So looking at the previous image… yup a choppy time ahead so I will have enough on my plate without having to deal with other people’s grit tossing… The Ace of Swordish above may help me to nip these things in the bud…
What energies of my own or of spirit will guide and protect me?
When I drew this image it seemed to appear from an unknown place… when I showed it to my colleague, she immediately recognised it as being from her dream from the night before… So energies from spirit… dreams and visions… Energies of my own, now when I look at this, I see a potter’s wheel… and I feel that the message is to centre myself correctly…
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The Surprise!
For this first card, I’m going to dip into my notes and share the poem? prose? that landed whilst I was working on the image…
It matters not what ye call me, I am Mercurial spirit and when I travel I travel beyond the speed of sound and leave your words floating in my wake… I’ve been known by many names by men and Gods alike… I sweep the skies… I catch dreams lost into the ether and bring them back down to ground…Nudged towards their mortal keepers… I keep the flight paths clear for Gods to move unhindered…
The middle image… this is another imaged plucked out of my colleague’s mind, much to her amazement and delight… A surprise? No… not really… more a nod to the universal interconnectedness of all things and that nothing exists in isolation… With respect to completing our project…maybe the realisation that the destination we think we are looking for was already consolidated at the conception…
The final image… I am smiling as in the context of this spread, she does feel to bring Brighid’s blessings… but I’m going to dip back into my notebook…
A bard – moving people with the unseen but heard magical forces of her music…
And on a final note, the words that she then lead me to…

A kind of light spread out from her. And everything changed color. And the world opened out. And a day was good to awaken to. And there were no limits to anything. And the people of the world were good and handsome. And I was not afraid any more.”

― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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Reiki Guides and Other Asides…

Welcome to the latest Reiki Blog Hop
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THEME: GUIDED BY REIKI?
Jay Cassels set the theme for this hop, he offered the following prompt:
How do you approach/answer or discuss the topic of Reiki Guides, is it something that you’ve encountered, do you believe that as masters or as students that we are guided when it comes to Reiki?
 When I decided to start teaching Reiki, I made a decision right from the off that I would only teach one to one… that I wouldn’t overtly advertise and that the people who I’m supposed to work with will find their way to me and that has been a decision that I have stuck by and have no plans to change in the foreseeable future…
Upon reflection, I think one of the main reasons for this choice was the subject of guides… the other main reason is that I like to have time to fully gauge someone’s level of understanding and background experiences… When I’ve been on the student ends of things, I’ve had too many experiences that I don’t want to inflict on other people… so when the subject of guides comes up with my students, they’re not overly surprised when I start to list all the things I don’t like about  the subject… things like when the dynamic of a room full of people takes a weird turn as some odd version of top trumps breaks out… someone proudly announcing that their guide is present gets interrupted by someone else saying that 2 of their guides are there… ah well… only 6 of mine came today, 3 of them brought gifts from Atlantis… I may or may not be embroidering a few poetic licenses here for the sake of storytelling… likewise I may or may not be embellishing the truth when I tell you that someone once stood in front of me and in all deadly seriousness told me that their Reiki guides were Mother Theresa, Princess Diana, and Michael Jackson…  Wow! That sounds incredible, but it’s not that impressive really when you realise, no… not that MJ… this MJ  is a deceased pet cat…
I mock slightly, but you know what – good for you! If that’s what you believe and you can use that to make the world a better place without causing harm to others, then you go knock yourself out… call your guides what you like.
The issue I have is with the one-upping… or the attitude of “I art more spiritual than thou” doubly so, if the best use you can put your guide to is saving you a parking space outside the supermarket door… I was brought up forced to eat meals and leave no waste because there were starving children in Africa…
Another issue I have is with sheer stupidity and taking leave of common sense… thankfully not from personal experience but witnessed first hand… let’s just say. if you ever start seeing golden flashes repeatedly in one eye, then get to the optician and confirm it’s not a detached retina rather than listen to your medically unqualified Master who advises you show gratitude for the clear signals your guide is sending…
So basically, I guess my approach is to roast the idea… because in finding humour, then it’s easier to drift into exchanging ideas openly, recognising that all beliefs have an inherent level of ideas that others would find crazy…  At the end of the day. it comes down to personal choice and personally, I tend to be falling on the side of thinking that your guides should be kept private… I’m not entirely sure why people need to talk about their guides with other people… I’m not entirely sure why saying you work with a guide would qualify your work as being any better than someone’s work who says they work do not work with a guide…
I was in a workshop recently and I wish I could tell you what it was about but unfortunately, the exercise was so confusingly explained that I have no idea other than it was something about connecting to guides… I queried the teacher, who reacted in a rather interesting way by saying that they didn’t know what I asking and that no-one was forcing me to stay in the room, so if I didn’t want to do the exercise then feel free to go… I told them that I wanted to do the exercise but that I was not clear on the aims or objectives or when/how this practice would be useful…  They shouted –
DO YOUR OWN THING!
Then marched off… There was a hushed silence that fell upon the room and all eyes were on me… A smile spread across my face… Ah! Yeah… fine, I’m an old hand at doing my own thing, now I get it! I picked up my pencil and doodled away… so… I know no more about guides than when I walked in here but hey ho that was an excellent demo on how not to teach… I thought long and hard about this odd reaction and I’m inclined to think that this person did understand my question but didn’t have an answer to it…
My belief is that when students ask questions, is it because they want to broaden their understanding… it’s not always about getting definite answers but about exploring ideas… and as a teacher, it’s ok to simply say – I don’t have an answer to that…
As a teacher, I don’t want you to slavishly follow my word… I want you to think and experience things for yourself… When I’m asked if I work with guides, well my answer is that for the sake of convenience I say that I do not work with guides…. but yeah… I have guides and I have no real interest in knowing their names… my intention that I set with guides is akin to the intention I set with people and all experiences in life… that the right things turn up, at the right time, in the way that it will be most useful to learn from them… When I try to nail down the details of guides, it only opens more questions… maybe they exist… or maybe they are the ramblings and outpourings of a bicameral mind attributing the inner workings of the brain to an external existence and connection to a sense of divinity…
Or briefly put and in a non-shouty and loving way…
Do your own thing…
Go study, explore, experiment… don’t stay in the echo chamber of ‘like-minded’ people… take your lessons where you find them… There is no great gain in devoting your time to trying to find guides if you blind yourself to the abundance of guidance that comes from day to day living… and if you are still seeking guidance then you could do far worse than return to the basics…

Be kind to others…
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Rolling With The Hunches…

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Wishing on a Star

Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop hosted by Ania M

Happy Happy Joy Joy! and all that festive stuff! 🙂 

The prompt given was:
Which card(s) best represent or celebrate your past year and which best represent your wishes for the year ahead. You can either select the cards you think fit best, or draw them randomly and see what the Tarot thinks.
The past year has been somewhat of a blur… paradoxically I find myself too quickly in mid-December yet January feels to be many lifetimes ago and so to rest my weary brain and to save myself the effort of trawling through the scribbles in my diary to tease out the edited highlights, I’ll delegate the choice of card to potluck and see what the Tarot thinks I should be celebrating…

 

The Fool ~ Tarot of the Sidhe by Emily Carding

THE FOOL
Ok… so that could be any of very many things. This year has seen me leap into various situations that have challenged my delicate Virgo bowels… though fortunately not to the point where I have literally crapped myself… ok ok yup TMI!
Let me try and regain a little dignity and share with you a recent experience. So… in the last week of November, I found myself on a 5-day residential course with 25 strangers all with the common goal of exploring Spirit through art.
Now there seems to be a popular misconception that I’m a gregarious person… the truth is hmmm… well it’s not that I dislike company it’s maybe more that I don’t enjoy all the social expectations that go along with being in company… you know, things like having to string together a coherent sentence at 8am… or feeling obliged to put your bra on… or rather resisting the urge to whip if off via the armhole of your shirt half way through the day because the damned thing is literally getting on your tits… so… I had spent the two weeks before going, wondering why on earth I would put myself through this communal living that had timetables and lights out at midnight, and days punctuated by cups of tea served at set hours… but it occurred to me that maybe it would be interesting to be somewhere where nobody knows you…
I guess at the time of booking my thoughts were around how my artwork would develop in an immersive environment, removed from the outside world and everyday distractions. As it happened the art kind of went backward to mostly primitive scribbles as the new way of working to pick out messages took a strange hold… (or as my autocorrect tries to insist… a stranglehold…)
When I work with Tarot, it’s fast and fluent and the symbols and metaphors that flood my head are filled with in-jokes and flashbacks of past readings that whizz through my mental roller deck of references to pull the right phrase for each card… Information feels to stream in from various angles around the right-hand side of my head… Faced with exercises that called for a mediumistic approach, the sensations around my head were not so much new but something I’d not really noticed before… the left-hand side of my head stirred to life… a strange outward probing, slowly sweeping and groping into a violet haze… like trying to feel the way through fog… to find the way home blindly on a route well travelled but with now no visible path… a slow, heart thumping test of faith between the inhale and the exhale… trusting that words would come… Images would come in abstract forms and words were strewn and scattered to be gathered and finally linked…
Mid-week, I sit with blank page and pastels and wait and wait until my hand feels the urge to pull colours and make shapes… I watch the lines appear and they take a life of their own but what does it mean? My patience is tested… I resist the urge to scrap the image and start again… and I ask myself – who is this for? I cast my eye around the far end of the room and let my gaze rest upon each person… no…no…no… I feel defeated so I sit and pause and turn to the other end of the room… I see a silver flash of light above a man’s head… the same kind of flash I’ve seen when choosing a crystal to work with so I take the plunge and go introduce myself and say that I think the drawing is for him… I relay the abstract thoughts that I had whilst drawing and he agrees that it does indeed feel to be for him… we talk at length but I won’t divulge that part of the conversation.
I go to leave and he says… hey, just on the off chance, maybe the one I drew is for you, do you want to take a look?
I look and hold back a silent gasp. I see something instantly that is deeply personal and relevant to me but I say nothing and wait to see what he says… he looks a little hesitant then says… well… I’m not sure how to explain this really but it’s a like I’m in space… I’m up there amongst the stars and there’s this big bunch of planets all together… there’s energy flying everywhere and they all talk to one another… but then over here on the opposite side, towards the bottom… there’s Saturn… like some kind of anchor…  and up here… look there’s some kind of symbol that looks like it crowns everything…what do you make of that?
I look to where he points and I see the glyph for Jupiter…
I feel the smile spreading across my face…and I tell him that he’s drawn my chart, which confuses him as he knows nothing of Astrology… I talk him through briefly about my Sagittarius ascendant… my cluster of planets that sit astride the cusp of the 9th and 10th house and how my Saturn lurks all alone across yonder in my 4th house… I ask about all the blue on the right-hand side and he tells me… oh… that was another story… it’s like there is a portal that you travel through, across a stream to open fields to speak to beings on another plane…
He goes on to describe a project that I’ve spent considerable time on but which has been put into stasis for over a year now…
Now all of that is something that I’m still assimilating and digesting… The reason for celebration is the profound sense of peace that came with this…
A few years ago, I paid an Astrologer friend to hand draw my chart… let’s not go into details other than to say that I never got my chart, I lost my money and what used to be a beautiful friendship got fucked beyond repair… Always in the back of my mind was a dim hope that one day this person would do the right thing and one day in the post my chart would arrive… this dim thought was kept alive by numerous card pulls both by myself and others that insisted repeatedly that my chart would indeed arrive…
The stranger who by now had become a new friend gifted me the piece of art and finally that dark whine in some dusty but not quite forgotten corner of my mind… it suddenly and finally fell silent… The cessation of that gnawing pain and sadness for a lost friend laid to rest and THAT is a good a cause for celebration as any…
My card moving forwards… another random pull…
tbh chariot

The Chariot ~ Tarot of the Sidhe by Emily Carding

THE CHARIOT
My wish for next year… to get both sides of my brain working together and bringing all these new ways of working into line and up to speed with my tried and tested workhorse…
I’m not entirely sure where it will go yet but with the Fool as my back seat driver, I’m sure my Chariot will travel to exactly where it needs to take me… Though I’m just having a wry chuckle and seeing the Fool jumped off and the workhorse grew wings… Plus I’m fairly certain that equestrian lady just flung her bra off…
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A Golden Tarot Moment…

I think I was lucky enough that at a fairly early age, I recognised and embraced that I’d go through most of my life feeling like some kind of fraud… It’s that kind of lurking inner voice that hides in corners of the mind ready to shout boo! at any given moment… BOO!!! What are you doing here?!! You don’t belong here!! Mostly these days, I can tell it to STFU and it crawls back into its box… sometimes it’s a little harder to force the lid to stay down… A couple of weeks ago, I found myself on what felt like a very long car ride with an imaginary backseat driver quizzing me on my sanity…

Ok, ok… I guess I’m my own worst enemy and on this particular day, I had thrown myself out of my comfort zone a little further than intended… I do regularly challenge myself as there’s something about a surge of adrenalin that sharpens your focus and with the bulk of my work being event reading, you’re expected to bring a bit of a buzz… So… I’m on my way to the Ashmolean Museum and the brief I got was to dress suitably for a 17th Century theme. As it happens, I never got around to researching costumes and figured that my trusty pirate costume from eBay seems to with a few tweaks to chameleon itself in to most situations and besides if there were 17th Century re-enactments going on then as Mr S jokingly pointed out to me, there may be a good chance that I’d be burnt at the stake anyway by Puritans…

But by far my biggest stress, was that I’d decided that my usual gigging deck that I know inside out, back to front and upside down and which is now so battered that I can read more than few cards just from the dints on the backs… yeah… my go to trusty deck was going to be far too modern for this gig and I really should invest in something with a bit of history and so I plumped for The Golden Tarot – The Visconti-Sforza deck by Mary Pickard. Now I have read many times with pip decks but always at a leisurely pace and never at fast-paced, whizz ’em through frenzy and I’m driving along and berating myself that I’ve not had time to even skim through this deck yet and it’s been sat at the top of my to read pile for over a fortnight and I’m having a mini-meltdown along the lines of – what on earth possessed you?! And I was fully expecting to glitch on the pips and have my usual fluency fail but no, as it happens, it didn’t quite go that way…

Ok, so I didn’t get burnt at the stake but I did get some woman dressed as a respectable Puritan, trussed and stuffed in bodice and bonnet and layers and starchy cuffs, call me a slapper… But I digress… Ah… no the pips were fine, they glided and flew and unfurled sweet tales… It was the bloody courts that blew me… All those family portraits of androgenous strawberry blondes… I looked at the queue that snaked around me, filled with people from all four corners of the world, a bouquet of faces of all ages and backgrounds and I looked at these cards and thought – Jeez! You bloody rich, privileged, white folk all look the same…

 

 

They popped out far too many times for my liking as I had to double take each one and silently ask myself – who are you? Who am I looking at? And they would quickly step forward and tell me their name and then it happened… That awful moment when you realise that you are thinking out loud in front of a big crowd of people eavesdropping your every word… Hmmm… who are you? Are you the page? Are you the King? King? Page? Page? King? either, both or neither? I looked over at my Querent… Who are you? What’s your status? Or you a page or a King? A novice or an expert?

She gave me an exasperated look and she took a deep breath and birthed words that revealed her identity to me… I don’t know?! I mean, I know technically, I’m an expert but I always feel like I know nothing…

A-ha! A fellow sufferer of impostor syndrome…

I laughed a little inside and also quite loudly outside as I felt the card’s punchline land…

These cards read better than I ever imagined they would and I felt a deep feeling of contentment spread through me as I thought about how wonderfully relevant they still were in today’s world… 15th Century images celebrating a 17th Century gathering filled with 21st Century people. It felt like a convergent point of many lines across time and space… I’ve often said that tarot works because faces change but the stories stay the same. The Golden Tarot kind of flipped that for me as the faces stay the same and the stories change…

But my really sweet spot was that somewhere in me a big gush of falling in love occurred… I felt as though finally, I groked the beauty of a pip deck… All night, people asked to take photos of their readings and at one point someone asked me – what magic is this? How can you tell me all of that from just looking that those pictures, they just look like playing cards??

At that moment, I simply replied – that’s my job, it’s what I do… driving home and thinking more on it… ah yes… I know what that magic is… I see where this deck has the edge over my modern deck… With my modern deck… I narrate the story I see and the images are pretty blatant and anybody with one good eye can see what I see… With this pip deck… I narrate the story that they can’t see… the one that I see in my head…

Or maybe, just maybe, there’s no magic at all… Maybe it’s just that people never tire of a good yarn… especially when they get cast into the leading role… 🙂