On Meditations and Reiki…

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Welcome to the latest Reiki blog hop where Joy Vernon asked us to:

Write out instructions for how to do whatever basic meditation or first meditation you teach in your classes or first learned to do.

Well… following instructions is not always my forte and certainly when teaching meditation, I have found that people who struggle with the concept of meditation can get more confuddled if given instructions. We live in an often stressful world and I think it’s easy to slip into seeing meditation as being a goal to achieve and by extension, something to fail at…

There are as many ways to meditate as leaves on a tree and my personal opinion is that if the thought of one technique stresses you out, then ditch it and find something else that will work for you. When I was first introduced to meditation, I found the situation to be farcical and tantamount to being trapped in a bad sitcom. An instructor asked the group to raise their hands if they had a daily meditation practice. Hands shot up in all direction and then followed a game of top trumps as people tried to out zen one another… I chewed the insides of my cheeks to try and contain the laughter that wanted to erupt as I heard the boasts around me. Oh… I meditate for an hour a day… Another voice smugly declared that they were now up to 90 mins a day… Another voice delivered a counter bid of an hour in the morning and an hour in the evening… I stared at the ceiling desperate to avoid making any eye contact as I was on the brink of a blooper reel type corpsing of maniacal laughter…the whole absurdity of being in this room with people who an hour or so before had been discussing the art of non-competitive practice…

The instructor landed on me… Tell me Karen, how do you meditate?

I confessed that I didn’t as I found it all quite boring…

I was then asked – do you do anything to clear your mind?

I thought about it and thought it was probably a dumb answer but said it anyway… Well… I go into the garden and when I first go out, I can hear all the noise from the traffic but I try to tweak my ear to the birdsong until all I can hear is chirping and the traffic noise disappears…

The instructor asked – do you think it’s possible that that could be described as a form or meditation?

I conceded that it may be possible…

I still do that many years later, I also thanks to my resident hedgehogs sit and listen to see where the rustles come from and let my eyes adjust to the dark until I see them clearly walking around… But mostly if I’m going to actively meditate then I do it with art as there’s something about using my hands that grounds me into being wholly present in the moment.

What does this have to do with Reiki? Ok… Reiki is practiced in a meditative frame of mind and I don’t think really that it matters that much how you get to that place… Let me explain with some art…

Inside the swirling mind, if you know where to go, there’s this sweet spot like the eye of the storm…

If you try too hard to find this place, or to slow your thoughts to silence, then they’ll just swirl faster and you might be fooled into thinking the sweet spot doesn’t exist… or that it’s only attainable to the special few…

Don’t worry… it is there for you… At first you might experience it for a fleeting split of a second… hold it… somewhere in your brain, a connection is made and a path laid down… you can find it again…

There’s no need to force yourself to sit for hours and will this into place… a brief pause often returned to will begin to take on a life of its own… the split seconds will grow longer of their own accord… This is your place to go to whenever you want… Learn to recognise how it feels and you will learn how to tap into that feeling wherever and whenever you are, no matter what you are doing…

And this has an interesting side effect… as you find the quite space in your mind, then over time that feeling/energy ripples out across your life and into the paths of others… Peace starts within but the effects are contagious…

And that pretty much is my ‘instruction’ for Reiki meditation… Click on my neighbour’s links to see their guidance.

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Don’t Fence Me In…

Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop, wrangled by Joy Vernon. Now Joy always sets a tasty topic but this time she did leave me with enough rope to hang myself with several times over… or maybe it was that I signed up too early and was hoisted by my own petard… I’ve mentally written and deleted several posts. I forgot what most of them were but I know you came dangerously close to hearing tales of hedgehogs after I decided that I wouldn’t inflict you with my bridezilla horror story… Though PSA – (this is for UK) should you ever find yourself being booked for a tarot hen party, getting positive feedback from all guests and getting paid before you leave, only to get a phone call 2 days later from a hen who decided that actually, they would sooner have had a medium and who then turns on the tears trying for a refund… here’s some very useful info I got from the citizen’s advice bureau – firstly the issue has to be addressed on the day… then secondly here’s a point of law to keep up your Queen of Sword’s sleeve…
If you told them that their service was good enough when it was done, you don’t have the legal right to get it done again or get a discount.
Oh yeah… so what was that topic? Ok… sure I could go look again to see for certain but then I risk finding out that I’m not on topic with what I finally plumped for, so I’ll just grab the wild card and play that…
–Feel totally unfenced! You’re free to ride off into whatever open lands this topic spurs in you, just take your tarot cards along!
So… I finally decided what to write about as I was driving home from a May ball, watching the sun come up and cruising through the countryside roads with not another soul in sight at 4am… My radio long ago gave up the ghost and I found myself singing “Don’t fence me in…”
Initially rather than thinking about cards, I thought about Tarot as a whole and the freedom that comes with having the license to practice as you please… I thought about the different ways I like to work and I started to laugh as it occurred to me that I have 3 ways of working and they correspond pretty neatly with my birth court cards. Suddenly, I had my card to write about…

 

 

A Transparent Tarot trio

Then I also thought about a recent court that made its way into my presence…
The 4th Element in my Sealey Court and then a spread was born…
The top 3 cards are your 3 birth courts and 3 ways you currently use your tarot… My Virgo/Libra/Saggitarius combo throws up three cards, obviously some of you will have repeats in there, in which case switch the positions to something that works for you. For example, for the Sun position think about how your court card defines your purpose, for the Moon – how does your card inform your instincts and for the Ascendant – what is your public persona.
The card at the bottom – The Gift…
Yes, we may be born one way but that doesn’t mean that we stay fenced in there… For the Gift, shuffle up the rest of your court cards and pull one out to see what new ways of working are available to you…
So, I’m going to giddy up and gallop you through my cards as yet again I’m still up at 4.21am and the clock is ticking now to catch some zzzzzzs before the rest of the world wakes up…
Sun – Virgo – Knight of Pentacles
This relates to my community type work – the gigs for local charities, the bartering of services/skills with others. Also, the slow leisurely reads that dig deep and plod on until the answer is unearthed to be polished…
Moon – Libra – Queen of Swords
This I relate to email readings, carefully crafting precise sentences to convey in words what I see in pictures. Also, the slayer of BS be it bridezillas or whatev’…
Asc – Saggitarius – Knight of Wands
Now, this is the fun stuff! The wham! bam! thank you ma’am! whizz them through of fast and furious event readings. Also the part of me that quite enjoys getting home as the sun comes up and laughing at nosy neighbours who think I’m doing the walk of shame after a one night stand! 😀
The Gift – Page of Cups
This sits nicely with something that I’ve done for many years as play really but lately it’s something that I am shifting more time and attention towards… Rather than using Tarot, I tune in and draw pictures for people and then write up anything that comes to mind as I paint… Spirit art? Soul art? Divination doodles? Playing with crayons 😀
I’m going to leave that there and you can play around with the spread if you feel so inclined or you can jump through the hole in the fence to visit my neighbours…

Free Association Falling…

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Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop, wrangled by Morgan Drake Eckstein who set the succinct prompt of:

What I can (could) teach the world.

Well, well, well… I mulled this question over at great length and had a few flashbacks to teaching maths and thought about how what you teach is only half the equation and just because you can teach something, it doesn’t necessarily follow that the world wants to learn it… So I curtailed that train of thought and thought about looking at a couple of things I habitually do with varying degrees of success… Firstly, there’s my natural tendency to randomly ramble, which seems pointless to explain as that’s not so much something you teach others but more of a game that you suck them into…

The second habit is maybe the one I can teach, as it’s a habit that gets me into all kind of scrapes and maybe as a kind of public service announcement I should teach mindful manifestation… I am a manifestor par excellence… unfortunately I rarely think through my wording and so I often get more than I bargained for… sometimes it’s a favourable bonus such as a houseful of ginger stray cats and a garden full of hedgehogs… then there’s the less favourable result such as the bruised elbow I’m currently sporting after whipping out a card for this hop then asking for a good yarn to turn up… Anyway, my haphazard conjurings often leave me wishing that I had asked more precisely for what I wanted and so my teaching is to share a tale in the hope that that helps someone somewhere avoid a lesson learnt the hard way…

So, I know it’s a Tarot hop but it seemed a good idea at the time to dip into my W.I.P. oracle as I’m currently looking at the writing and storytelling aspects…

I’ve not fully landed on the final title for this card and it switches between Well of Wyrd, Well of Urd and Portal…

As I pulled the card, I looked at it and my free fall word fall was…

If you stare at one thing for long enough you will find a pattern even if that pattern is your habit of spinning until you go crazy…
Even the greatest turbulence in life when all said and done is little more than a storm in a teacup…
You can drink it down or pour it away…
And then that is when I made my gaffe that from previous experiences, I should have known better by now but no, I did it again and challenged the cosmos to send me something to write about…
A few days later, I’m walking from a client’s house back to my car and I feel my foot catch on the pavement… My brain goes into that slow motion, hyper-awareness thing, where thoughts stream through at a rate of knots and I’m mentally turning the air blue with profanities as FFS!!! This is going to end badly… I can visualise my size 24 frame smashing into the ground so I’m also cussing at the cosmos that I’m too busy to break bones this week… I visualise my crash landing and how I’m going to land on my bag and annihilate my phone plus both pairs of new spectacles and then something very strange happens… My left arm flings my bag out of harm’s way then slams down into a breakfall and I diagonally forward roll… hitting the tarmac and back up on to my feet. I swoop up my bag and stride to the car then as I get in I’m baffled and wonder if I’m actually tripping as opposed to having tripped up… surely that didn’t happen??? The throb in my elbow and the grit embedded in it, confirm that it did… It all feels a little surreal and I laugh at the thought that that is probably the coolest move my body has ever done and not a single soul was there to see it! 😀
I arrive home, looking a little wired I guess as the look on my face was enough to tear Mr S away from his Star Trek reruns… He applied his first aid skills as I expressed surprise that my body had done this stuntman manoeuvre and I guessed that my latent ninja skills must have been some kind of leftover muscle memory from when I did about a year or so of Judo about 35 years ago… I asked Mr S if he thought that was possible and he thought it probably was as I had taken my tumble in a way that smacked of being a textbook Ukemi roll…
I liked the way the word Ukemi landed on my ears and so I kicked it across in to the Google Oracle and discovered that the falling technique is not just about preventing physical harm, the Ukemi practice is also a philosophical lesson in learning to take the falls gracefully… to acknowledge that life has thrown you, to absorb the lesson and to get back onto your feet… and that’s when the penny dropped that I’d manifested my story…
Thinking about tarot/oracles/stories in general… I guess people are not interested in what you have to say per se but more in how you say things and transport them to a place where it doesn’t matter if the story is true or not… it takes them to a place where they can change the way they see the world and their place in it…  I’ll leave that thought there and you can do with it as you please…
And just for fun, I’ll share with you a silly game I like to play…
Autopredict divination 
I’ll give you the beginning of the sentences and you can type into your phone and then hit the predictive text buttons to complete them…
  1. I can teach the world…
  2. I could…
  3. I should…

For the morbidly curious, mine were…

I can teach the world is a prelude to a whole new level
I could be a reminder to get the solution
I should probably start by clearing my desk
And on that note, you can either play the game or roll on by (bye bye) by hitting the links to my neighbours 😀

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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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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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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…
If you’d like to take the flight to another blog then jump on one of the links…

Tarot… Dealing With Right Tools…

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Respect The Tarot

Welcome to the latest Tarot Blog Hop wrangled by Morgan Drake Eckstein…

When it comes to respecting the Tarot, I must admit to generally erring into healthy disrespect with a side order of irreverence and for the sake of my sanity, I’m going swerve expanding any further on that as over the years I’ve had my fill of humourless nut jobs trying to set me straight…  When it comes to punters then trust me… I’ve met more than my fair share of loons… likewise decks with strange aversions to mixing with Joe Average… and the whole lot I mentally file under the following…

When it comes to actual ritual then I’ve never been hard and fast with that as I’ve often read on the hoof and I read in all manner of places so I figure it’s not a good idea to get too precious about my actual workspace… I can pull a good Diva impression when feeling impish and spriteful but on the whole being flexible gets the next booking… So… I didn’t really think I had a ritual but the ever observant Mr S pulled me up on that one… I was hand on door latch leaving for a gig when he called out to me…

Stop! You haven’t done your thing!

What thing? I asked…

That thing you always do before a gig… you know… where you walk around the room mumbling and grumbling about you’re not in the mood and then you chunter on about how this is going to be the day you finally get busted and that people will work out that you’re not a tarot reader at all… you’re just some woman who makes up stories…

OH! Yeah!! That ritual! YUP! I’m so going to get busted today!! My cover will be blown!!

So… I think on it a bit further and I guess I do have a few of my own rituals/quirks/gig survival tactics…

OK… so first off as already covered is the bumble bee waggle dance and jig of despair… which I guess is mostly about shaking my self out of my extreme introvert mode to ramping myself up to being on demand witty and charming and looking like an effortless extrovert…

Then there’s the important part… singing in the car… again, this gets me out of my rut and into my groove but also, more importantly, it warms up my voice… My voice is my money maker… I can wing it without cards… If needed I can chuck out some palmistry or even get folks to empty their pockets or handbags to do a reading…but if I lose my voice then I’m pretty much screwed… The main question I get asked is  – How the F*** do you manage to speak for so long?

The secret… vocal warm ups… plenty of water and always a sneaky stash of Vocal Zone lozenges in my bag just in case things feel a bit off…

Then of course… I wouldn’t be seen dead without my nails being done… That’s partly due to 12 years of nail inspection as a Croupier… There is ZERO tolerance on dirty nails!!! but mostly because I like the mindfulness of application and it puts me into work mode…

Then we have THE BAG!!

This comes gigging with me for several reasons…

  • Contains stash of bottled water and Vocal Zone lozenges 🙂
  • It amuses me beyond measure when I arrive and people assume I’m carrying an instrument and say – Oh! You must be with the band!
  • I’ve never lost my keys but I get constant anxiety that I will lose my car keys and get stranded… so my case has a handy combination lock on it so I can pack away my valuables without fretting that things may go AWOL whilst I’m busy…
  • I’m a short arse and often for some strange reason, I get to places and they’ve set me up with a really high bar stool… so I can use my case as a handy stool to keep my feet on and steady my balance…

The Crystal Ball!

Though it’s not a crystal ball at all… it’s part of a sound and light machine… Again it has multiple uses…

  • It’s a good weight so useful to keep my table cloth pinned to the table… whether outside in a breeze or when you get one of those people who can’t stand up without dragging your cloth with them…
  • It fascinates small children and I pass it over and ask them to have a good look inside and tell me what they can see but not to tell me until I’ve finished talking to their Mum/Dad
  • I’m a complete air head for remembering whether or not people have paid me… I know I should decide an order to do things but some people pay before and some want to pay after, so now I pin the cash under the ball and avoid the awkward few moments of trying to recall whether or not I’ve been paid… Then as the person leaves the table the cash gets put away ready to start afresh…

And last but not least…

 OMG!!!

Lo Scarabeo! Thank YOU! Thank YOU!!!

THANK YOU!!!

Best free gift EVER!!!

An endless supply of free widgets to fix wonky table legs!!!

There is nothing that annoys and irks my Virgo more than a table that refuses to sit still…

Yay!!! Wonky be gone!! 🙂

Right! Mrs Sealey has left the building…

Go visit my (hopefully) more stable mates…

🙂

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