Posted on December 26, 2015
Posted on December 23, 2015
I love it when the cards are this literal!
Here we are, at the winter solstice when the sun seems to hang in the sky, not moving from its ever-changing trajectory. And XII The (immobile) Hanged Man shows up.
When we’ve looked at XII The Hanged Man before we’ve seen a slightly different image. All the images so far have had a person hanging upside-down from a tree.
One of the gruesome things humans have done to each other is to hang traitors or other perceived criminals upside down by one leg. Yes, it’s a method of execution. And that is how XII The Hanged Man is perceived in some branches of Tarot.
Prometheus would certainly fit the definition of “traitor”, if we’re looking from the perspective of Zeus, who designed the punishment. Of course, from our point of view, Prometheus is a rebel fighting for a worthy cause.
It’s all about perspective.
And that’s got a lot to do with XII The Hanged Man: taking a pause to view the world from a different perspective. Stopping the current forward momentum to assess and change direction.
Kind of like what the sun is doing right now.
For those of you celebrating Christmas, I wish you a blessed and hope-filled holiday.
Posted on November 20, 2015
Have you noticed times in your readings when particular cards show up over and over? You know, kind of like the kids poking you in the arm, “Hey, Mom”, “Hey, Mom”, “Hey, Mom”.
Well, it’s exactly like that. You’re continuing to resonate with a particular energy and your higher self is letting you know it’s an important thing to be aware of.
Sometimes it’s stuff we don’t really want to pay attention to. But you know that’s exactly when the kids poke at you harder, right? Or go off and get into big trouble that takes even more of your time and attention. And we learn we’d have done better if we’d just interrupted the course we were on to attend to the pokey kids.
XIX The Sun is usually a welcome interruption (especially at this time of year, here in the northern hemisphere). Unless you’re terribly shy and hate being seen out in public. Or unless you’re really comfortable putting on the dog and hate being seen for who you are.
In the William Blake Tarot, we’ve got the sun on the horizon of the river of life. We’re encouraged to jump in the river, to immerse ourselves in life, in our most naked, authentic and vulnerable state. It’s as if we can go with the flow and follow the river right to the blessings of that sun.
It’s the participation in life that is really the reward of XIX The Sun, being out in the glorious world, sharing from our natural inclinations, being received for who we are in spirit.
Shine it on!
Posted on October 16, 2015
As you’ve probably noticed (hello, anyone out there?), this is no longer a “weekly card” feature. It’s a “whenever I can make the time for it” feature.
And hey, no judgements.
Except this one.
I much prefer Aeon to Judgement as a title for the XX Major card (which we’ve seen before).
We’ve got all those geological ages – Pleistocene, Jurassic, Cambrian and all that lot that you remember from Science classes or cinema dates.
We define what our seniors patronizingly called “stages” by the big things that happen.
And XX Judgement – or Aeon – lets us know that we’ve completed one of our own defining eras.
At the end of eras new things evolve. Or, for us, new characteristics and potentials are revealed. From behind the veil.
Most of us have places where the froufrou is hiding our real selves. “Putting on the dog”, we used to call it. XX Aeon describes us when the froufrou is a true expression of ourselves or it’s just g.o.n.e. Gone.
We have a sense of black and white about what’s our “job” and what’s somebody else’s, of what we want to do with our time, of where our mission lies. Rather than dress things up to flesh them out, we’re deciding me/not-me much more in line with our true nature, our true calling.
So dress yourself up, take yourself out for a stroll (minus the dog) and have at your new era.
Posted on August 10, 2015
How much fun is this? from 1967’s Easy Come Easy Go Thanks to Bobbie Long for pointing me to it