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I pull a card...if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it was meant for you?   How to Read the Tarot Begin by brewing a cup of tea, a nervine, lemon balm or chamomile, this is after all, your future. A reading at the dark of the moon is best, before the night creatures crawl and bad humours fill the air. Pick a circular deck, with a fairy-tale motif, and no reversals. Hold a question in your heart, shuffle the cards and place them on the table. Choose only two. Like the ancient Israelites, these are your seer stones, Urim and Thumimm, black and white, yes or no. Isn't that all you were asking?  |
Silence Scientists say in two hours of silence mice can regenerate neurons. At night, with two hours of silence under the runway of the Milky Way I strain to hear the light balls of stars, and the floating notes of poinciana and magnolia blossoms. There is no true silence here, wind rustle, frog bustle. My spirit remembers, Ave Maria, gracia plenar. Deep in my hippocampus I hear my rodent synapses returning. 15 lines Prompt: In silence, what is the most prominent sound you hear. Somnia Tarot--Page of Wans--In the dark, in the silence are messages. |
Silence Did you know that silence can burn? Do you feel it, that rustle of air against your skin, those lengthening shadows building an altar around you, your legacy scars prickling with healing. In the presence of mine enemies I am silent shunning the malevolent gleam in their gaze. No mercy. Go silent for a moment or a century. Feel the burn. 15 lines prompt--a poem about silence Dark Goddess Tarot--XVI--Destruction--Kali--All the world changes |
An Economy of Prayer Animism is normative consciousness. Consciousness proceeds from animism. Sentient beings are everywhere. Everywhere, rocks, trees, planets are sentient economies of prayer. Prayer is a gifting economy. 6 lines Form: mirror sestet non-rhyming The Herbcrafter's Tarot--2. The High Priestess--Mugwort--Awaken ancient memory |
Talismans Once upon a time I was brave and I was wise but began practicing invisibility. Neither here, nor never truly there. Still I gathered memories and talismans, feathers, stones, shells, pressed flowers. With these I work a spell, a puzzle that clatters. My sloshing heart intones, I am old, I am tired. Now, make me brave, make me wise. 16 lines prompt: a photo of gathered treasures The Sabian Oracle--Libra 5--I called the New World into existance to redress the balance of the Old. |
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And I absolutely love getting a glimpse into how people's minds & inspiration work - who'd've thought you'd end up with a lovely piece about a bird from a picture of a restaurant 
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