19 January 19: Two of Cups & The Moon & Judgement, reversed

The Bad Influence. Whether you like it or not, the Super Wolf Moon is upon us, and it’s strange how the dog and coyote who howl at the moon on the mysterious card  look a little wolf-ish today. They’re not, they just look like wolves in this light. Or rather, perhaps, they’ve been wolves all along masquerading as a dog and coyote. Who can tell?

In the past position we once again have the 2 of Cups (Pisces/Cancer/Scorpio) that is someone on your mind with whom you shared a deep connection, but was it really, or was it just the wine, the music and the mood lighting? Do you even care? It was a magic moment.

The Moon is more than just ‘present’,  she’s full in the attention-loving fire sign Leo, the Lion, just to add to the wolf and coyote mix. We’re behaving like animals! What’s gotten into you? I think I like it! Full moon madness, it’s heady stuff. This is one crazy super moon with an eclipse on the side. Dreams, visions, psychic impressions, all can be so strong they’re scary. This is the card of film, theatre, and other beautiful illusions,  particularly potent for those who value these vibes: creative types should be having a hell of a weekend.

In the future position we have Judgement, reversed, #20 of the Major Arcana, 20=2. We  may be looking at someone from the past through foggy lenses, and may even have a tendency to over romanticize in general, our fantasies and visions of relationships having been formed by movies and films and Hallmark greeting cards. How dramatic the couple of the 2 of Cups are, staring deep into each other’s eyes, it’s a beautiful close up. The background fades away and its as if they’re the only ones in the room, with eyes and ears for no one else. The reality to be considered, if it even has to be, is whether this can hold up in the light of day – this may not be what they’d call a ‘conventional relationship’. These are not ‘conventional’ people.

Judgement reversed; who cares what people think about you, your work, or your relationships? The moon, she’s talking to you, and not everybody is listening.

Are we crazy?

Don’t judge..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

12 January 18: The Moon & The Empress reversed & The Sun

Night and Day. You’re not your mother- and neither am I. And that, says this power trio of the Major Arcana, is final.

In the past position we have the Moon, a creepy scene indeed. A dog and a coyote howl at a huge, scary moon hanging low in an otherwise starless night sky between 2 tall towers. There are no lights on, only the blinding glow of the huge, almost threatening, moon. I wonder what they think it is. We have to find our way through the dark on our own, which of course isn’t easy, because things aren’t what they seem in the moonlight. Those dogs are howling like luna-tics at la luna, the mythical, mysterious mirror in the sky who famously makes people crazy. So they say. Doesn’t it look like it’s hovering right over the highway, this supermoon? Of course it isn’t. It’s only reflecting the Sun from miles away.

In the future position is the Sun – and it doesn’t get much better than that. Love,  innocence, joy and contentment. Every day is pure gold. The Sun, of course, is always there whether we see it or not, and it always was. Childhood – in the future position?

The Empress is the quintessential Earth Mother. She is the OG Fertile Myrtle. She is almost always pictured as pregnant on the card, sitting in a lush, green setting in front of a waterfall. One of her feet rests on a crescent moon, and in the reversed position, it’s obvious, although she doesn’t realize it, if she doesn’t move her damn lazy foot the moon won’t wax properly, ‘smothering’ rather than ‘mothering’, as they say.

There is a tiny pumpkin at her feet beside the moon: something is trying to grow, possibly undetected. This card is also all about ladies’ issues regarding pregnancy or as in unable or not wanting to be, or not knowing she is.

Poor Bad Mom.  We’re turning over the old leaf, as it were, and not letting her influence  block our own happiness anymore.

The first thing that I get from this picture is having had to ‘find your own way in the dark’ in the past. No lights on, nothing but your own intuition to guide you. Nothing was as it seemed, and there could have been family secrets or distortions of truths, and probably a whole lot of howling. In spite of the dog and coyote screaming and barking mad at the moon, the purple crawfish, attuned to the higher vibration, crawls up from out of his little water-hole of the subconscious. It sees in this light just fine. Your intuition served you well.

This is overcoming whatever past programming (by mom) is preventing us from being just plain happy and guilt-free, bringing ourselves into the light without the distortion of the middle-man – or rather middle – woman – moon.

‘It’s never too late to have a happy childhood’ is the bumper-sticker of the day.

 

 

 

 

 

8 December 18: Seven & Eight of Cups, reversed

Careful what you wish for.  Again, a pair I don’t usually find together, but I wish I did (there I go, now I will more often, I’m sure) because in spite of cups, cups and more cups which as we know are all about what’s in our hearts, these two today aren’t about hopes, wishes and dreams, but rather about making a decision and getting real. Too many cups, see how that goes? Now the whole table’s turned over. Imbalance. We need some earth and fire here. Jupiter, the planet of luck, abundance and expansion has just come home for the holidays after a 12 year absence and it looks like he brought plenty of booze for everybody!

Cups are of the suit of Water, of course, Cancer/Scorpio/Pisces, and I’ve been meaning to mention – should anyone be interested  – your moon and rising signs are as if not more important than a sun sign when considering a horoscope. It’s like leaving an ingredient out of a recipe…it may be edible, but what’s missing?

The 7 of Cups upright is a card of choices and options – some look good on the surface, and some don’t really look all that appealing. This is the ‘all that glitters is not gold’ card, that is, like that chocolate box I constantly hear about from that movie I never saw. When I was a kid (I would probably still do it, truth be told) I’d always take a test bite looking for the ones with the nuts. Cherries were cool too, but if any of that oozy crap started bleeding out, back in the box it went, bite side down. Only this isn’t a box of chocolates, and you can’t put it back. You break, you buy.

A choice of some kind must be made, and it must be made with a clear head with both feet on the ground.

The 9 of Cups is ‘The Wish Card’ but it too is reversed today. Too may options, job offers, romantic partners? Should this pair be taken as advice, it would be to pick a lane and stay in it.

I don’t know what I want.

This looks like someone who has ‘achieved the dream’ but it wasn’t what they thought it was – they got the gooey center. The flushed, portly character on the 9 seems to have had his share of chocolates anyway, and everything else. It’s not even the middle of the month and this human’s gained weight and needs a cleanse and a detox.

9 + 7 = 16 = 1 + 6 = 7, the number of Faith. Somebody let you down. Somebody wasn’t who  they said they were or who you thought they were, or didn’t live up to your unrealistic expectations.

What looked like a ‘golden opportunity’ turned out to be ‘fool’s gold’.

Don’t expect people to live up to your fantasies. They’re only human.

The dream was an illusion, like a mirage. What’s the difference? If you dream in both black and white and color there is,  but maybe I’ll explain that some other time.

Morning jam:

 

5 December 18: The Hanged Man & Queen of Cups

Grok. This pair I’ve so seldom seen I cruised a few of my many online sources for some fresh info. Tarot Verbatim (excellent site) used the fictional word ‘grok’ to describe the relationship between this psychic pair, citing legendary Sci-Fi author and major early influence (he used to roller-skate on Hollywood Boulevard when he was kid, too) Ray Bradbury as the inventor of the word, but in fact it was another genius, author Robert Heinlein.

This relationship is so rare and indescribable that Heinlein had to adopt a word from the Martian language to describe it: Grok, meaning, the assumption of a singular reality.

I am you, you are me. I see through your eyes, hear with your ears. We don’t need to talk. We meet in dreams. She gets me, says the Hanged Man, who has been hanging there for a long time in surrender, waiting for a sign.

The psychic Queen of Cups is sending and receiving telepathic signals herself. She looks up from her gold cup as if she’s hearing her name being called or whispered from the large, pale shell held up to her ear. She hears many things the rest of us don’t, but then again, we don’t often ‘tune in’ to listen. She’s standing by the vast, blue, ocean – the water behind her not still, but not choppy either – just little waves. It’s all about waves: sound, light, everything comes in waves. She knows this, and probably surfs.

The Hanged Man has found his high, quiet place in which to meditate and ‘tune in’ himself, far above the fray and madness. What sacrifices is he or she willing to make for this relationship, or any relationship? He seems to be meditating on the question. What does this mean? Is he sacrificing a romantic relationship altogether for some ‘higher calling’? This relationship is the higher calling, and worth any sacrifice.

The Hanged Man is a creative or an artist of some kind, a musician, a writer, who by nature, is forever seeking divine inspiration.  Indeed he could be sacrificing this relationship for his art or work, his ‘higher calling’, but only temporarily.  Neptune and Pisces influence this Hanged Man and all things dreamy, watery and of the subconscious, which is why this man hangs upside down. He wants to hear the Source above the white noise of the world – and his Source seems to be this Queen.

If he didn’t believe before, he does now. Here’s the Wikipedia definition:

Grokmeans to understand so thoroughly that the observer becomes a part of the observed—to merge, blend, intermarry, lose identity in group experience. It means almost everything that we mean by religion, philosophy, and science and it means as little to us as color does to a blind man.”

Obviously this relationship is worth any ‘sacrifice’.

How often do you really grok with someone?

13 November 18: The Hanged Man & Five of Swords

Someone’s screwing with you. So what. In the grand scheme of things is this really any  big deal, or is it just what it is, or who it is? What can they really do to you anyway? Just keep ‘an eye’ on them.

Th Hanged Man is of the Major Arcana, and is not about a noose and gallows but a human voluntarily hanging gracefully from one foot with one leg bent in a Yoga-like pose (Sirsasana, believed to stimulate the brain) with both hands clasped behind his back. He usually hangs from a lovely, shady tree, but on the Morgan-Greer card he has built his own rig from a couple of telephone-pole like trimmed trees (we see that portal, the #11 again) with a pole laid across from which he dangles, so he has created this position for himself. He is in meditation, going within, as did the Norse God Odin, the God of wisdom, poetry, war, death, divination, and magic. Sacrificing an eye, because he has 2 and what the hell why not, he got it, but only after spending 9 days and nights upside down twisting in the wind. When he came down, he’d been gifted with arcane knowledge and the Nordic system of divination, the Runes, and the answers he’d sacrificed so much for. If anybody needed Runes it would  certainly be someone with as much potential for conflict of interest as the great, one-eyed, multi-tasking Odin, Thor’s Dad.

This is a card of seeing things from another angle. Hmmm.

The bitchy, petty, nasty 5 of Swords (Libra/Gemini/Aquarius), being a 5, will never be happy unless he or she is in some sort of conflict with someone and they usually are. We see 3 humans on a beach having just finished a fight. 2 humans have tossed down their swords and are walking off into the sunset as one snickering, sly figure in a dark hoodie watches them retreat and gloats over his having ‘won’. We don’t see his face, only his rather sinister smile. He’s behind the scenes, lurking in the shadows. His hands are full with his own 3 swords, he can’t even hold those that have been surrendered and lie on the beach. Why, then, is he doing this? This is a card of defeat, he hasn’t ‘won’ anything. The dropped swords form a cross…keep this vampire away, already.

This strange pair can be read a couple of ways: someone needs to take the high road because someone else wants to fight or won’t leave you alone and it’s annoying and ‘hangs you up’ but whatever, it’s only a 5. You’re all chill hanging in your tree with your mind on other things.

As Odin sacrificed an eye, life is all about sacrifices. We make them every day. We need to give something up in order to get something else. Often sacrifice is the first step to compromise, but someone needs to let someone or something go that maybe seemed  to make sense at the time, but from this new angle, doesn’t.

On the other hand, time spent ‘upside down’ or in a ‘stuck’ or ‘hamstrung’ state – possibly due to another’s manipulations –  requires us to look at the world from a different angle and from a different point of view. Neptune, the ruler of this card, brings profound dreams, visions and inspiration – but also foggy lenses. Not everyone is out to get you or screw with you, not everyone is a stalker, not everyone is even looking up at your tree, you know? They can’t touch you up there. But when you come down oh, you learned so much from this, did you not?

As Odin sacrificed an eye, life is all about sacrifices. We make them every day. We make sacrifices for love, art, causes close to our hearts. We need to give something up in order to get something else. Sacrifice is the first step leading to compromise, and something needs to be let go, something that seemed to make sense at the time and probably and possibly for a very long time but from this new angle, doesn’t.

Enlightenment.

Bless your ‘enemies’.

I just got a newsflash about the election results in Georgia here in the US:

Contested results, so we’re all ‘hung up’ while we get another set of eyes – another POV – and a recount. This is that, too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

26 October 18: The High Priestess

There is much you do not know. This mysterious, beautiful card is #2 of the Major Arcana and is pure, receptive, passive female energy. Ruled by the Moon which in turn rules Water, she wears a crown adorned with a bright crescent and her feet rests comfortably on another. She wears a simple cross (the Cross of God and Earth), the earliest of all signs and symbols, donkey’s years before Christianity. She is the Virgin, the Mother, the Crone. She is pretty witchy, this woman. Seated between 2 pillars, one white and one black, she guards the entrance to a portal that is draped in purple,  the  royal color of the highest vibration. The pillars are shown throughout the tarot in various guises, including twin towers, and are said to be the pillars of the porch of the Eastern entrance of the Temple of Solomon, the Women’s Court.

Now see what she did there? She made me have to dive down a rabbit hole and discover that. Who knew about a Women’s Court at Solomon’s Temple? I did, she says, and winks  at me from under her veil – or did she? Her sly, mysterious expression tells us nothing, her lips are sealed.

She holds protectively in her lap a rolled up scroll. What else does she know?

Wouldn’t we like to know…

She scares some people, this solitary, mysterious woman. She shouldn’t. Sometimes this is a woman we’ve put on a pedestal, someone we may be a little intimidated by or are afraid of. The fear is not justified: fear of the unknown or people we don’t understand is a most unfortunate human trait.

She’s trying to get us to develop and rely on our own ‘6th sense’. She often represents our Mother, who often didn’t tell you things before you were ‘ready to know’. Even then, you probably had to ask.

 

Ask.