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The Magic of Images

Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop… Joy Vernon threw down the gauntlet with this one!

Ah! Magic and tarot… I’ve always had a kind of haphazard relationship here and to be honest I’m more Jonathan Strange than Mr Norell… I don’t have a problem with structured and studied magic per se… it’s more that I’m basically inept at following rituals… invariably resulting in me accidentally setting fire to something or another… A new rug in the house is a dead give away of nocturnal shenanigans that have gone awry… When I dabble in magic it’s invariably a rumbling from within that rises to the surface and takes on a life of its own… Or often a little joke with myself that I’ve laughed at so hard that it’s found its way into reality… One thing I have learned the hard way is that it’s not a good idea to throw your arms into the air and shout “Hit me with your best shot!” … that’s a phrase that launched me onto a 2 year long rollercoaster of a ride with a lengthy hangover to boot…

I’m not fond of using words in magic… it seems too fraught with too many potential pitfalls and besides, I don’t want folks overhearing… I often work with images and if I’ve done a Tarot reading for a particular reason then I may draw something that I can leave laying around to keep my thoughts on track without it being an image that will invite intrusion or nosy questions from the curious… That’s a kind of wordless process where my mind floats and I forget my thoughts until the answers appear… and when I have the answers then the image is put away…

Sometimes I do use Tarot images… often if looking at my birth chart as the images give voice to the planets… I do have a bit of a predilection for making Thoth Hybrids as the underlying geometry links them together so mesmerisingly… These are not from my chart but are for the 3 decans of Aries mentioned in the brief for this theme…

I was also quite intrigued by the Picatrix descriptions that were given… this one, in particular, captured my imagination as when I read it, it brought very vividly to mind an old situation that took a strange turn…
“There rises in the third face of Aries, a restless man, holding in his hands a gold bracelet, wearing red clothing, who wishes to do good, but is not able to do it. This is a face of subtlety and subtle mastery and new things and instruments and similar things. This is its form.”
  • 4 of Wands
  • Venus will be in the third face of Aries this year from May 26, around 10 a.m. until 1:26 a.m. on June 6.
  • To achieve subtlety and subtle mastery and new things and instruments and similar things”

I decided to draw an image and let my mind float…I lost a couple of hours or so and from my first thoughts, my mind fell into free association football until I’d forgotten what I’d been thinking about… I drew this weeks back and it’s been sat there not knowing what would be written…

 

So… interestingly and somewhat cagily as I’m not revealing details here… over the last week or so I’ve had tides of information flood my way… bringing answers to questions that I’d pondered during this drawing… they seem to be appearing in reverse free fall as there is still no answer to the question at the top of the list but being as the time period for this picatrix has not yet come into play… I guess I’ll have to leave things running for a few more weeks…And… I won’t be revealing the outcome as although I may well be a haphazard magician… I do know that you don’t give away the prestige… 😉

Go visit my neighbours, they may be more forthcoming…

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Yesterday’s News…Tomorrow’s Tarot…

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Morgan Drake Eckstein was the wrangler for this hop and the theme thrown at us was:

The idea is to take some photos and\/or artwork that someone else has done, and turn it into a Tarot card. Yes, I am assuming that you get junk mail and\/or magazines. If not, there is plenty of random photos on the internet, including stock photo sites. And then, there are the meme making sites.

So… as it turns out… my junk mail is almost down to zero these days. The good news is that mail preference service works… The bad news is… the only thing that lands through my letterbox these days is takeaway flyers and menus and that didn’t provide the ingredients to give me any decent food for inspiration… A swift dip into my email inbox didn’t turn up anything either… I guess the new year spam cull was effective… So as I sat scratching my head, Mr S came home and tossed down the daily newspaper that had been left for dead on his table at work…

I opened it up and hit gold! (and I am a complete Muppet and threw the daily paper away without taking note of where this is… d’oh! ) but what a gift… Pretty much the High Priestess with no skills required… Mmm… would that be too lazy… mmm…

Tarot Junk 1

So I made my way through the rest of the pages and yes, no, maybe… mmm… sheets spread all over the room and narrowed down to a couple of images that caught my eye…

This one…

Tarot Junk 2

Now you see… I liked this one… but I just couldn’t decide… it seemed to be the hybrid offspring spawned by The Lovers on a 3 of Wands honeymoon… mmm…

Then this one…

Tarot Junk 3

Which made me laugh…

The Hanged Man’s Wife…

She laughs away merrily… oh! My silly husband… always hanging out by the pool and being such a martyr about it… hanging by his feet when it’s so much sweeter to hang your feet and let them dangle in the water…

But then I did what many women have done throughout the ages… Looked around at all the possibles strewn across the floor and then picked up the first one that I’d tried on and twirled around… asked… Does my bum look big in this… Then slipped on a few accessories…

Ta da!!!

From daily paper to evening wear…

Tarot Junk Moon

And I would have stopped there but a few days later I did get some junk mail through the door that was too cute to resist… The sign with ‘Find The Gap’ amused me… and so I turned the hedgehog into a Page of Pents student setting off to work his way around the world on his gap year…

Hit the links to open my neighbours’ post…

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Where’s the Point…

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The theme for this Tarot blog hop was opened up by my learned friend Joy Vernon who gave us the following phrase to ruminate…

“…the still point of the center of the fixed stimulates germination and the awakening of the heart.”

Accompanying this, was a background to her thoughts covering many things… but the words I recall were Tzaddi, Emperor and Star… bringing back a dream I had several months ago, that I won’t go into now…

For now… I decided to ponder upon the phrase given…

It seemed such a simple phrase upon the first inspection, but as I sat, the words started to move around… little fractal arms shooting off from words with variations and permutations… substituting in new meanings to give new inversions and tones… ‘still’ morphed to ‘yet to come’… center and heart merrily swapped places… I let them dance and fill my page…

Another quote sparkled to mind…

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star – Nietzsche

I wondered about the word chaos… I have a feeling it has slipped away into a more haphazard use than maybe it was first used… I’ve seen it described as being disorganised and random etc… but more interesting to me is how the word is used in relation to the butterfly effect and how dynamic systems are sensitive to initial conditions and how very tiny deviations play out in unpredictable ways…

I was reeled back in by Freddy and his dancing stars… I thought of the births and deaths of stars… of binary stars that dance around each other… of gravitational pulls and collapses and after burst that glows and oh… I looked down at my page of scribbled notes and saw that I’d changed the word ‘fixed’ to ‘castrated’ and had a wry smile to myself that maybe I was in danger of disappearing up my own black hole…

So… I decided to toss away the pencil and paper and sit quietly with my tablet and let my fingers draw and see what happened as I meditated upon the given phrase…and as I stayed stationary at a point, the lines spread out and grew beneath my fingers… I drew a few… where I just let my finger sit… and yeah… it grew and spread across the page… but not in a way that pleased my eye or thrilled my soul… it bored me and the inaction made my hand hurt a little…

Then Freddy came knocking… let it dance a little… let it go where it wants to flow… you can be still and centred at many points… and slowly this emerged…

XVII The Star Karen Sealey 2016

Though I wonder if it is a star or maybe it is a constellation… I like to think that we all as we move through life and in and out of pauses, both painful and pleasant, that we leave a little wake behind us that weaves into a cosmic tapestry that links us all… all of us little tiny stitches… that maybe close up don’t seem to make much sense but zoom out and a glorious picture is revealed…

So… while I was zooming in and out… I thought maybe I’d try a bit of time travel too and go seek out Uncle Al… I lured him out, not with magic nor a wand but with ink pots and nibs and Thothesque daubings… I found myself sitting on his knee…

Tsar

Uncle Al… what’s all this kerfuffle with Tzaddi and the Emperor and the Star?

Star?!… Oh… that old chestnut… No… it’s not Star… it was never Star… what I channeled was Tsar…

Tsar? So what happened…

Mercury Rx… my esoteric spell checker was on the fritz…

😉

So… awakening the heart… did I or didn’t I…

I awoke some art…

I’ll settle on that…

You can hop either way to see what my neighbours have been growing 😉

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When Less is More…

I’m just starting to get back onto my feet after being forced into complete rest… and it’s given my quite a lot of time on my hands to idle muse… It slowly dawned on me just after the last lunar eclipse that the first twinges of the pain that was going to lay me up began way back in April 2014… I ignored it at that point and didn’t really think much of it… with hindsight, maybe that is when I should have taken some rest voluntarily… as from that point, one way or another, series of events seemed to conspire to keep me desk bound rather than out and about on the hoof…

I pondered more over the recent blood moon and started thinking … On April 15, 2014, there was a total lunar eclipse… the first of four consecutive total eclipses in a series, a second one took place on October 8, 2014, third one on April 4, 2015 and the remaining one took place on September 27, 2015…

It’s with a wry smile that I now note that each of these dates in one way or another, tied in to removing certain things in my life that had turned rotten… times of cutting ties and connections… movement away from dead weights and things that had been dragging me down…

Right through that, most of that period, life felt to be a Sisyphean task… right up until a couple of months ago when the pain in my back grew so fierce and the muscles went into intense spasm every time that I moved, that I had no other option than to give in and lie down… to rest up… calm the pain and let it heal…

I don’t like being still… I don’t like being indoors… so the frustration and the thought of being laid up indefinitely almost had me in tears… I started to wonder how I would cope with it… and decided to turn it to my advantage and actually use the time to organise the chaos that has sprung up all around me since I started playing around with art just over 3 years ago…

Also, there’s a secret project that I’m working on, that I realised I had a few gaps in my knowledge as to how to turn that into a reality, so this would be a good time to learn some new tricks…

Now that brought me some laughter as often people suggest to me that I should make a deck and I say… yeah… maybe… if I get an idea… and then I’ll wander off and scratch my head and birth ideas and then kill them off…

Going through my artwork over the last year, I have all sorts of varied things going on but as I laid everything out… I started to notice something… there within all my experimental pieces was a consistent flow of pieces in encaustic wax… piece after piece that I’d made… each one made when I had something other on my mind… a problem to solve or a thought to resolve… an unease that needed soothing… idle meditations… all sitting in a pile…

I counted them up… there were 60 of them… the by-products of struggling with Sisyphean tasks… and somewhere in my head a little valve lit up… and that was the birth of The Waxing Oracle

So…I pull a card… yes! very funny! given I’m spending a lot of time sitting on ice of late… but then sitting frozen gives plenty of time to look for the patterns emerging…

I’m going to meditate on that further and consider the paradox of less effort yielding more results…

Though maybe I already know the answer…

As a good friend of mine recently said…

When you look for your lost pen, it’s always under your bum!

😉

Hoofing Off…

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For this blog hop, Maureen Aisling Duffy-Boose set the theme with instructions to “decide for yourself which card in the Tarot most corresponds with your own interpretation of the second harvest of the Autumnal Equinox, or the energies and focus of the Celtic Deity Mabon, whose festival is celebrated on this date. And, with that in mind, you are invited to CREATE A TAROT CARD which will express in your own fashion this meaning.”

Now being a September equinox baby, I do get uber self-indulgent this time of year… I don’t do New Years Resolutions on 31st Dec/Jan 1st… I do them now… in my own little quiet space… September starts and as the kids go back to school, I gather up my scattered marbles and look back over the previous year and then think about where I want to head next…

This year… I’m having to weigh things up with a lot more thought than usual…

I’ve been laid low for quite a while with an injury to the soft tissues around my sacral-illiac joint. I’ve spent months trying every trick I know to sort it and getting frustrated that nothing works… so eventually I throw my hands up in despair and head to the G.P. and I get referred to a physio…

So… it turns out… the back is not the problem but the side effect… she informs me that I have one leg longer than the other (as do most folks…) that I was born with an equinus foot ( I idly wonder if it has anything to do with my Sagittarius Ascendant…) and then she demonstrates a normal gait, followed by a demonstration of my gait with an over emphasis that leaves me thinking – F@ck me! I’m Kaiser Soze!

But then it gets really interesting as I’m told that all my life I’ve been out of balance and that my body has been shifting and compensating to the point where it refuses to tolerate any more… she goes through my treatment plan, which starts with complete rest, lots of ice… moving into heat treatment, then finding the balance between the two… constructing arch supports and heel raises to bring me back into alignment and the killer blow…

She gives me a piece of paper with the words:

Do not do anything that you do not HAVE to do 

I waddle home and as I lay on bags of frozen peas, it occurs to me – Hey! She’s just written my blog  post for me…

Oh… but what shall I draw… so… being off my feet gives me time on my hands… which I spend looking at my feet and I look at the shape of my sole and I think… ahhh… I know that shape… perfect…

So… I went from this…

Hermit Sole Man

To this…

AutumnalEquinoxHermit Karen Sealey

And now I’m going to play my

Do not do anything that you do not HAVE to do ‘ card

So… I’ll let you jog along with making up lame puns and running gags, while I limp off with the Virgoan Hermit and relearn to walk…

I’m imaging not so much walking into a cave but walking through a mountain and re-emerging in the Spring Equinox… hopefully throwing off the cloak and dancing like an Ace of Wands… though to be honest… any improvement would be good, such as simply regaining my sense of balance, as right now, I’m hobbling around like a T-Rex with a mogadon shuffle…

I may or may not be exaggerating… 😛

Ok! Visiting time is over…

Scoot!

I’m sure my lovely neighbours Louise and Ania will look after you nicely.

🙂

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Les Jeux Sont Faits…

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This hop was set by Alison Cross… Here’s a list of the Majors, she said…Pick a card…

But, before you jump in and pick your favourite card… you might want to set yourself a bit of a challenge.

So… I thought about it and I don’t really have a favourite card and I don’t really have cards I dislike… I tend to view my cards as and when they fall into my hands as to what have you got to say for yourself and am I in the mood to listen…

So… I decided (if you’ll excuse my pun) to opt for the first card to Cross my path… I sit quietly, I close my eyes and then I play newsfeed I ching ( I have no idea if that name is apt but it works for me in that it fulfills my main criteria, in that it makes me laugh to myself) and plop… I hit a random post and land in The Wheel…

I smile as it just happens to be my Personality card and I ponder as to whether I chose it or it chose me…

I know it’s a card I’ve never really worked on directly in a focused way in a Traditional Tarot Theory studious manner… but it certainly has circled my life in many forms…

Twelve years spent in Casinos has left it’s imprint seared into me…

Say Wheel and this is pretty much the first image that comes into my mind…

Place your bets...

Place your bets…

Yeah… sad but true… I think at heart I’ll always have a part that is Dolly Dealer… And the Wheel brings to mind all the faces and stories that passed through the Pit… highs and lows, swift reversals of fortunes… the fickle finger of fate tickling and prodding who so ever it fancied…

A couple of years ago, my year card was X so I dipped into my palette to explore its tone…

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I painted this, sat on a hot Summer’s day out in my garden… I’d not set out or intended to work with the Wheel… I’d been trying to capture the riots and blazes of colours of the plethora of blooms that had exploded out there… I painted 3 or 4 pictures and was just going to quit for the day and saw how much paint was left on my palette… and I just really can’t bear to waste paint, so I grabbed another canvas board and spent a couple of minutes just meditating on The Wheel and how that was showing up around me…Then I let the colours fly and I not so much paint as just push stuff around until it shouts STOP! so suddenly it felt to be done and yeah… it looked pretty chaotic at first but then my eye kind of sees a rose emerging out of the centre… a budding and blooming in the eye of the storm… yeah… I can live with that…

Currently, I’m indirectly working with a wheel… It’s pretty hush hush for now…

Ooops… I slightly diverted there… ok… back on THE Wheel…

THE Wheel… it shows up in all the great traditions across the world… the Medicine Wheel, Wheel of Life, Wheel of Karma, Wheel of Birth and Death, Wheel of Fate, Wheel of Destiny… and so on ad so on and so on… rolling spoke after spoke…

But what if it spoke? What would it say… A-ha!! At last I find a challenge to bite into…

(c) Karen Sealey 2015

(c) Karen Sealey 2015

Mmmm… the same old thing over and over again… variations on a theme… permutations and combinations… the wheel can only be invented once… beyond that you’re just pretty much choosing your tyres…

I guess The Wheel, like Life… is as in Casinos…

You win some… you lose some… the odds may be stacked against you… you may be able to buck the system… it all just keeps carrying on carrying on… as it spins by it can look pretty confusing or meaningless… you can try and spot the patterns, cycles and repeats… try to come up with a game plan…

But really… nothing makes full sense until you get to the end…

Not until everybody has left the building and the final count is done…

GAME OVER

Then you can see who the real winners and losers are…

Is the game over before it even begins…

Who knows…

Place your bets!

Les Jeux Sont Faits…

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The Draw That Brakes…

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It’s blog hop time and dear old Morgan Drake Eckstein set what I seem to recall as a very considered and thoughtful topic but which my brain went… I’ll take those words and run…

‘Feel free to expand upon this idea a lot from the original thought.’

So…

Distasteful cards…

Well…

I’m getting kind of tired with the naming and shaming

The usual suspects...

The usual suspects…

And as much as I dream of a life with everything perfectly arranged…

Tree of Life

Fact is…

I’m always going to

ENJOY THE GLORIOUS COLOURFUL MESS!

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I could ramble on for some time about…

about…

well…

anything really…

you must have noticed that about me by now…

I’m almost edging my way to…

oh… distasteful people…

But mmm… let me check…

 I’m hitting my quota for social suicides fairly highly of late…

So while I  cha cha cha as my feet dance, one replacing the other, in my mouth…

You can sing-a-long with this…

Oh!!

How do I get my clients to deal with tricky cards…

Ah…

With card tricks…

I keep a few up my sleeve…

Sorry guys…

A Magician never reveals…

😉

I'm the real Magician

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