Beyond Borderectomies…

People who walk through my door will often ask why I have so many decks… That amuses me as I’m sure as deck collectors go, my collection is probably on the more minimalist end of the spectrum… I refuse to count my decks as then I can truthfully answer Mr S with ‘I don’t know…’ on the odd occasion he inquires and then swing the focus around to how many guitars he’s lost over years… but I digress… I often do…

The reason I have so many (or so few depending upon your stance…) is that very few decks delight me to the fullest extent of what I crave… so many that are almost but not quite there or ok for this, but not so good for that… Within those boxes are less than a handful that make my brain light up…

But recently, I’ve added another… I’ve been looking for a Majors only deck for longer than I remember. It’s been a pursuit  that has left me broke in all the wrong ways, deckless and cashless, as promised and paid for decks failed to materialise…

I vowed I’d never buy another one… then one catches my eye…  Tarot of The Secret Dawn  and it arrives and it is so secret that the box has no name and the cards have no numbers and are untitled… Then I inadvertently torture myself by picking up the cards and partly out of habit, partly the hangover of too many years as a croupier and partly out of absent mindedness… I swirl, chemmy, riffle, strip, riffle, shuffle… ooooooopps!! Now I have not the faintest idea of the order or in some cases which is the top or the bottom… The LWB??? No…. that is still due to arrive via pdf…. IMG_3995

Though to be honest… I’m glad not to have the LWB as that means I have time on my hands to play and discover what these cards will mean to me…

I like them… I like them a lot… They smell of ancient knowledge and Renaissance men who scribbled in margins and chronicled the mysteries of where Science and Magick met…

I want to twirl them and unfurl them… and I gasp with delight as the sun strikes through a card held aloft and the back becomes visible combined with the face… I want to build them like legos… Construct my very own house of cards…

I laugh with childish glee as I see shapes move between cards and the diamond under wings becomes a bird’s eye view of the flaming pyramid… It bursts into life in the way that my Thoth likes to move…

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Flat images swell through axis and now the winged circle no longer hovers but flies through the z plane…

I’m geeking out on a grand scale! I’m squeeing in the key of glee!!

And close proximity to a printers’, a little too much love of laminating… a day in half-term holidays, held captive by stair rods of rain… and several hours later my aching hands have fashioned these… I’ve gone beyond borderectomies and I’ve dissected my deck down to the skeleton… and I overlap and fashion new hybrids… It makes the old geneticist in me laugh as I arrange my F1 and F2 pictures and chat away to myself…see and all those folks who said you’d wasted your science degree… 😀

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But then just when I think I can’t get any more excited, I hit bliss overload as I take what I now call my ‘Derek deck’ and I overlay it onto those few other decks I own that hit my yummy button…

And again I laugh as I realise that it was never that the Art that fully pleased me… It was the Alchemy of The Geometry that had me all along… 😉

I was born under a wondering star…

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Astrology… It’s one of those things that I always felt that I should be able to do quite easily and naturally, though never fully entered in to, as in my mind… there was a pretty major stumbling block…

I’ve never known my time of birth…

And I’ve always found that strangely unsettling in a vague way… but when it came to learning Astrology, I found it to be a huge PITA as it seemed fairly logical to me, that the easiest way to learn a system would be to apply it to yourself first and foremost to see how it fits… So I would look at the little bits that I could find but they were not persuasive and just made me more aware of the big gaps in my chart…

Though I guess Astrology is a bit like Tarot, in that when the time is right it comes to find you…

So… a few months back after a consultation with an Astrologist and a search through significant life events, I found myself in possession of a Birth Chart that finally pinpointed my entrance into this world, in a way that fully resonated with me. My time of birth finally nailed down! It felt like setting the home address on a satnav… And for a while, that was more than enough to keep me happy with Astrology…

Then suddenly, I’m picking up clients and they start talking to me in this strange shorthand that they assume I know…

Have you got a question?

Yes, it’s basically a whole Neptunian vibe going on with a 12th house…

Yeah…. stop! I don’t speak Astro!

Now I have no problem admitting that I don’t know something but once I identify a gap in my knowledge then I don’t intend to leave it unfilled… so I decide it’s time to study Astro good and proper and lo! and behold! a course crosses my path…

And I must admit, although not yet fully fluent in Astro, I quite enjoy being able to pass off some of my stranger quirks as yeah… it’s A Moon in Libra in the 9th kind of thing…

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Notes to self…

I’ve made some interesting discoveries over the last couple of weeks and found answers and solutions to riddles and enigmas that have been plaguing me for a good few months now…

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The arrival of a new bed, necessitated me organising and moving several things around and out of a bag fell a notebook and I opened it to find a reading that I’d done for myself last April to look at what to expect for the coming year… I found myself reading words where I’d given myself a pretty hefty warning of some discord that would be heading my way. I remember at the time dismissing it as I thought to myself – but I don’t know anybody who would pull such a stunt…

Ha! Little did I know… as it happens, beginning just a few days later were a series of events that would lead into  September and the realisation that such a stunt had indeed been pulled… and I’ve spent all that time since, trying to make sense of it…

To further add to my chagrin, I’m trawling through my blog today looking at old posts and I see that exactly one year before the September climax, I’d written a post depicting just the kind of episode I was to experience…

But my sadness at the state of the whole sorry affair was sweetened considerably when I also discovered that also last April, I’d written myself a message as to what the outcome would be…

So… my note to self is…

The benefit of hindsight is to teach you to trust in your foresight…

(And that some people really do belong in the ex files…)

And on that note, I think I’ll resurrect one of my favourite old drawings…

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Ye Cannae Change The Laws of Psychics…

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Well folks… the theme of the hop ~ Oracular Anomalies and my title… there are a couple of influences I have to thank for that…

1. The subliminal effect of Mr S taking some time off work and watching back to back Star Trek episodes…

2. A couple of seemingly innocuous words from a friend as we sat with a deck and a brew…

Those words landed in my brain and I felt them as they did this…

I was quite suprised really as I’ve seen this card many times and it’s never triggered excessive thoughts…

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But when held up in front of me as my friend said to me something along the lines of :

Do you think that this is an unusual depiction of The Lovers?

I found myself saying… yes actually I do… Though I couldn’t instantly fathom out why other than it felt quite sad and somehow poignant and I thought a bit longer and it was the position of the hands covering their hearts and it seemed to say  – I’ll give to you my body and my mind but not my heart. I don’t trust you not to break it…

And then I thought A-Ha! Solved it! That was easy…

Yeah… you can guess what’s coming next… 😀

I thought NO! It’s not that! What is it? And I rolled and rolled it around in my head for days and still no closer to what was niggling and gnawing at me…

So then I thought…. OK… what did you expect to see? What is a ‘typical’ depicition

And broadly speaking, my mind has two types of images that spring up most readily… The thrusty/lusty and the Garden of Eden feel…

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Yet that still had me ???? as those Wildwood lovelies are pretty much camping out in that field…

I looked around the room at the sprawling chaos and here are the decks that struck me as ‘typical’…

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But what you can’t see is the even bigger pile out of sight that have images I find atypical. Was the answer over there?

I looked over at Mystereum and I thought of how many times when I’ve read for people they’ve backed away and grimaced when they’ve seen The Lovers and felt quite unsettled by it. I’ve never been particularly deterred by it other than slightly puzzled in that it does feel to be a bit of a misfit compared to the rest of the deck. I find them quite androgynous and not immediately apparent as to who is who… and Lady Lover seems starkly tomboyish compared to the swirly, flowing figures of the other females in the pack but I’ve always considered it to be quintessentially a depiction of one person and the facets of personalities within… Then it occurred to me… oh… when people have reacted strongly, they have said – I don’t like THEM!

So… I looked at the pair of them… oh… ok… now I see it… in fact now I see way too much… theatre masks and stage curtains and sadness… the man’s eyes… I see a man stood behind a woman who says – Honey I’ve got your back! whilst he silently prays that she doesn’t turn around and look into his eyes, the windows of his soul and see his fears and worries… but then I don’t think she will turn around as she too masks her anxieties and together the two of them put on a public display of style over substance…

In my head I hear music and words drift in…

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

I revisit my Wildwood Lovers and I look in to their eyes… Their gazes are locked and now I see their hands not as protecting their vulnerability but as making a solemn pledge to always face each other eye to eye even in the darkest of times and to protect what grows in the sacred space they create between them…

And I hear them sing…

So… ye cannae change the laws of psychics? No of course not! There are no laws… we see blips on the radar and try to explain them with what ever stories and knowledge we have at that time… We just make shit up as we go along don’t we? Analogies we pull outta our ass… Is that applied analology? Or is that just me? 😀

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MASTER LIST ~ Imbolc Tarot Blog Hop 2015

Tarot Blog HopWelcome to the Imbolc 2015 Tarot Blog Hop!

Eight times a year Tarotists from across the globe come together to share their thoughts and musings and to link their blogs together to explore a specific topic. Here is a list of this hop’s participants, below that you will find details of the topic that I set :

‘Oracular Anomalies’

I’m Karen of Pure & Blessed Tarot and I’m the wrangler for the Imbolc 2015 hop. I got into one of my usual unusual conversations a while ago and it spawned the topic I invited the group to play with…

Oracular anomalies… Things that may you think Hmmmmmmm….

I say Oracular anomalies though obviously I mean that in an all cards etc inclusive kind of way. I use the phrase because I like the tongue twister effect and I’d like you to tell a tale of any experience that you’ve had where a card has prompted a brain twister effect on you…

I’m interested in hearing about encounters with cards that for some reason or another stuck out like a sore thumb, deviated from expectations or challenged your usual way of thinking. Cards that have twisted your brain in a similar way to the phrase ‘Oracular anomalies’ twists the tongue.

Maybe you’ve come across a card that seems to be an unusual depiction for its title or maybe you have a deck where one card seems to look out of place next to the rest… Basically anything that’s made you pause and think – What are you doing here?

What have you learnt/ what insights have you had, when you’ve spent time in the company of misfits?
And on closer inspection… are they really that unusual?