17 January 19: Ace of Coins & Nine of Swords & Knight of Swords

I dream, I act. There are of course a couple ways to look at these cards, all of the Minor Arcana. That in and of itself may be of some comfort to you. Nothing going on here but the worst possible scenario in your head, and it keeps you up at night. You’re broke, you worry. You have money, you worry. Who’s going to stab you in the back next? Who’s going to charge in and steal everything away from you? We’re not talking to you today. Believe me,I understand, but – relax.

This is tossing and turning from ideas, messages and inspiration through dreams, and/or   there’s just so much going on in your head you can’t sleep.

I almost always wake up at 3:00 a.m., and am lucky enough to be able to make the most of an hour or 2 then, always my best time. I remember something I read about the rare window when your sun and rising sign are crossed or together or something, much like when the sun and the moon are up at the same time in the morning. I love that. In any case, if you are a writer or artist or musician or anybody, for that matter, you know damn well if you don’t get up and write it down NOW it will be gone in the morning, no matter how convinced you are that you’ll remember it.  I often have to look up words I heard in my dreams, and have often had to figure out chords by ear I’ve heard. So, you can get up and be productive at 3:00 a.m. or not, but there is of course, much lore and mythology about that hour, so there’s gotta be something to it. The Chinese believe in the organs resetting themselves during the sleep cycle, and 3:00 is the liver reboot.

The Ace of Coins (Virgo/Taurus/Capricorn) we are familiar with. In the past position, you’ve been given a gift. When we talk of a ‘gifted’ person, the Skyhand chose you to receive this most valuable Ace, which is, as we’ve talked about before – talent. You are a proverbial goldmine. There is in particular at least one story or idea that is pure gold, as they say, but all you’re doing is mentally chopping and parsing and driving yourself nuts as to how to go about it.

In the present position is the painful, angst-ridden, insomniac of the Tarot, the 9 of Swords (Libra/Gemini/Aquarius). Usually we see a human upright in bed, head in hand, something having woken him or her from his sleep. Dream or nightmare? On the Morgan-Greer card, we see an inflamed red sky and a pair of hands tied at the wrists, as in, my hands are tied but my mind is eating itself. Itchy swelling brain was a punk song I think. This is that. Because there’s not a damn thing you can do about anything in the middle of the night anyway, your hands are tied.

It looks like an upcoming cycle of rather tortured and sleepless but extremely creative Knights.

In the future position, the Knight of Swords doesn’t, in spite if the fresh blood on his sword, mince words, and neither should you. Perhaps you’re afraid that your truth or message will hurt or offend or cause damage to someone somehow. We’ve all heard of shedding ‘blood, sweat and tears’ for our work as writers or artists, but This Knight is not one to thrash around holding his head nitpicking details and anticipating problems, this is the ‘just do it’ guy. We see a tower burns in the distance: this is ‘set the world on fire’ stuff…if you ever get up, get it out of your head and write it. Whatever it is, even a letter. Damn the collateral damage, at least you’ll sleep nights, and It’ll pay off big time.

Or: You were given a gift, take it on the road, you’ll slay ’em. In which case, do stay on the lookout for the highwayman..he does hold a 10th sword.

You may be up at night thinking of ways to spend a recent windfall – what came in may go out just as fast.

Bottom line is: worrying gets you nothing, action does.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9 October 18: The Hanged Man

Hamstrung. This is one of the weirdest cards to me, Number 12 of the Major Arcana, The Hanged Man. A human hangs upside down from a tree by a bit of rope tied to one ankle. There is a lot of mythology in the tree alone, linking heaven to the Underworld, but on the Morgan-Greer image it is not a tree but a scaffolding made from two dead trees with a pole stretched between them from which he hangs gracefully. He may have even built the structure himself. His face is serene, and he holds his hands clasped behind his back, one knee bent forming a triangle shape with his legs. Aerial yoga. He’s simply looking at the world from another point of view. Yogis assume the Sarasana pose – standing on your head – when they want to see the world from a different point of view  and stimulate the brain.

From above, he looks right side up. This is a card of surrender, no doubt, to a higher power which could be God or the Universe or the weather, but it’s as if the rope were a puppet string controlled by an unseen hand from above and we’re not in control right now. This card is unique in that when the card is right side up our human is upside down, meaning that’s exactly where he’s supposed to be at this juncture. To everyone else it looks pretty strange but this ‘suspension’ is necessary right now.

Neptune, the Patron Saint of the Hanged Man, loves all things foggy and weird and wobbly and wavy and misty and mystic, like the gray wall of fog we see behind the hanging man. Neptune also loves art and music, and this dedicated and passionate (the red pants give him away) artist is sacrificing all for his art. When he finally does come back down he will have created (1+2=3, the number of Creation) something divinely inspired, as did the Norse God Odin, who after having hung himself upside down for nine nights in the World Tree, the one that grew up from the center of the flat Earth, was granted the wisdom to create the Runes.

This is basically being ‘hamstrung’ for some reason, sometimes even literally. An accident victim in traction who came out of his coma declaring he’d had a revelation and was never the same, it changed his life. That’s obviously an extreme example, but the epiphany is the same. The Mexican artist Frida Kahlo, an invalid for much of her life, affixed a mirror to the canopy of her sickbed and created her beautiful and complicated self-portraits, considered some of the world’s greatest works of art.

This is delay, but a productive one in some way. Worth the wait, worth the ‘hangup.’ Be patient. This isn’t the time to move, that’s all. You may be having to wait on something or someone else before you can do much of anything anyway.

Or, a psychologist is giving you another perspective on your own ‘hangups’.

Which is Major.