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Sukkot, Aaron as Guest


A last guest I did not write about, but did appear in my virtual sukka during this festival of Sukkot  is Aaron. He was the brother of Mozes. He could speak very well and helped Mozes with that. Het was a priest. He also made his own god when Moses was on Mount Sinai to receive the Torah. He represents empathy and receptivity to divine splendor (Hod).




            
                  

The card I have received from him was Six of Rivers (Six of Cups). That is a card of sensuality, going with the flow, connection with the unconscious. The message was that I need to enjoy myself. 

               

life is what you make of it

Midsummer's Dream, Card 1

The days become longer and longer. It is almost Midsummer. I start today with the Midsummer´s Dream Spread from Tarot for all Seasons by Christine Jette. I use the Arthurian Tarot for the spread.

The first position of this spread is titled Freedom and Liberation. The question is: What will set my spirit free? What keeps me from my heart´s desire? The card I have drawn is Grail 6 (Cups). 

                             

The card signifies a spring of the ancestors that is a healing place, but becomes intoxicating if you stay too long. I wonder, is this a place of intoxication or a place of healing? I think I need to leave there, I don´t like the autumn leaves flying in the air. 

I am looking back, not as far as the ancestors, but I do look back. At these times with my daughter leaving primary school I am thinking back about how I did not help out much in school because I could not do many things with my arms. That is sad, but I do wonder right now if I should have felt as useless, and a nobody, as I did. Looking back I wonder if the same holds true for more things. It could be true that I could have done more, or maybe even....that I can do more things right now than I do. It is a good thing taking stock like this, but I not for too long, because it makes me sad having missed experiences that I could have had if I had not felt so helpless and useless. 
Madonna del "Magnificat" (detail)

Flaming Heart


The day is almost over now. I am going to pull a card about a text by Thomas Merton (1915-1968), a famous Catholic writer and a Trappic monk. I did not know him, but I found a book written by him in a second hand bookshop, called Dialogues with Silence. Here is a prayer from this book. 

     O flaming Heart,
     Unseen and unimagined in this wilderness,
     You, you alone are real, and here I’ve found You. 
     Here will I love and praise You in a tongueless death, 
     Until my white devoted bones, 
     Long bleached and polished by the winds of this Sahara, 
     Relive at Your command,
     Rise and unfold the flowers of their everlasting spring.

The prayer reminds me of the dried bones in the book of the prophet Ezekiel. These bones rattle and rise up, muscle and skin comes over them and God puts breath in them, so they live again.

The questions that I long to ask the tarot about this prayer in relation to my own life are the following: "How are my bones white and devoted, bleached and polished, praising the unseen flaming Heart (until they live again)?" And, as second question: "When, oh when will my bleached and polished bones rise…unfolding flowers of everlasting spring?"

I have pulled the Inner Child Cards from my little bag with deck-titles to work with. Funny, the prayer is to a flaming Heart, and I have pulled two cards from the suit of Hearts.

So, how are my bones white and devoted, bleached and polished, praising the unseen flaming Heart, until they (my dead bones) live again? In other words, what is it I do all the time, and with it praising the flaming Heart, ending up in death (boldy stated). I have pulled Six of Hearts (Six of Cups) as an answer to this question.

          

Depicted on the card are mermaids in a sea in an strong, orange evening sun. One of them is flying on a pelican, who holds a wire to pull mermaids out of the sea. Another one is in the middle, holding the wire with one hand and a mermaid with with her other hand. This mermaid is me. Deep-down I have this urge to save. Not that I am actually running around saving everyone, doing good all day. Oh dear no, but I still I have the urge. My savings are to no avail anyway. And I end up somewhere nowhere in the middle of it all, while all was of course meant to bring safety to myself. This habit, which I am devoted to and polishes my white bones, is strong as the orange sun.

The second question was: When will my bleached and polished bones rise…and unfold the flowers of everlasting spring? To this question I have picked Five of Hearts (Five of Cups). A mermaid sits on the seaside on this card, in the quiet night, finding her heart in a treasure-box. The flowers of spring, new life, will come to me when I answer the call of the flaming Heart that calls me up to regain hope by concentrating on my own heart, and putting it inside me as my own safe foundation to live from. 


Johnathan Montaldo (ed.) Thomas Merton, Dialogues with Silence, Harper San Francisco, 2001.
Madonna del "Magnificat" (detail)

Sunday, Second Week of Lent, Mark 3:31-4:9, Sowing (Part 2)

Just to have some feeling of completeness for myself, a second entry with the not mentioned cards, cause I could not sleep anyway, brief though. Want to catch some sleep! If you stumbled on this entry, there is first part, below this one. Just scroll a bit.

Card 2: The second part of the seeds falls in rocky ground where it cannot make roots, so that in consequence the sun scorches it. This part of the seed stands for the issues, projects and things in my life for which is no time enough to let them sink in; it stands for what is done too hasty. 

                    

I pulled Lord of Coins in this position (King of Pentacles). Depicted is Colonel Brandon from Sense and Sensibility. It is patience and stability this man stands for. After much poundering I go here for the meaning of confidence, relying on myself and my abilities, for it is there, but whithers away quickly, just as if it has no roots.


Card 3: The third part of the seeds is choked by thorns that grew up among it. This part of the seeds symbolizes the issues in my life that are beset with unresolved conflicts, with heavy loads of guilt, anger or sorrow. So much of it, that it cannot grow up and bear the fruit what it is destined for. 

                   

Here I received the Lady of Candlesticks. Lovely, it is the second time that I have pulled Elizabeth from Sense and Sensibility. The first time I have pulled her as the Fool, I received that card then as an answer to my question what my life-lesson was. Doing my own thing against peer-pression and against the rules of society whas my interpretation back then. The Lady of Candlesticks, the card that I have pulled now, has many meanings, but for me here the accent is on "speaking my truth," something which is difficult for me, and it is of course related to the before mentioned issue, for when it is necessary to speak my truth I do it against some other meaning and truth. Speaking my truth is beset with many conflicts. It gives cause to many a sore muscle, and is surrounded by much guilt if I do it.

Card 4: The fourth part of the seeds falls in good ground. Those are the seeds, the project and issues that can grow and bear fruit because I give them attention; for which there is time enough to let it sink in and for which I can resolve conflicts which may arise. 

                      


Here I received Nine of Coins, a card that shows a secure home and hearth and a man who is so happy that he never wants to leave the place. This is also a card that I have pulled earlier, it was the answer to the question to what I could learn from the deck: care for my health, feeling happy in my home and family, was the answer. For my answer now: My home, my husband and child is a basis for me where I feel well.     

Madonna del "Magnificat" (detail)

Sunday, Second Week of Lent, Mark 3:31-4:9, Sowing

It is the second Sunday in Lent. Today I have read Mark 3:31-4:9. The passage consists of two different parts from which the biggest part is a parable about sowing. A parable is a story in which something is taught in images (just as the tarot that also teaches in images).

Jesus tells this parable at the seaside, many listeners are gathered to hear him speak. He tells: “A farmer went out to sow and it happened, when he sowed, some seed fell on the ground and the birds ate it. Others fell in rocky ground where it could not make roots; it immediately sprang up, but the sun scorched them, for it did not have roots to take water in. Others fell among the thorns, and when the thorns grew up, they choked it, and it did not bear fruit. Others fell in the good ground, where it yielded fruit. Some brought forth thirty times and some one hundred times as much.”

Seeds have the potential to grow, there destiny is to grow and to bear fruit, but not all seeds come to this step, tells this parable and it also tells the reason why this is so. Parables –alike symbols- never disclose their secret in full. Today I try to understand the parable by pulling cards. What I do here is that I pull a card for all the different things that happened to the seeds, thereby translating what happens to the seeds to events in my life.

Out of my little yellow bag with the titles of decks I use this Lent in my blog, I have pulled the Jane Austen Tarot to work with made by chelsearoad. I read one card here, the first, for reasons of space.  

Card 1: The first part of the seeds falls besides the road where birds devour it. This part of the seeds represents what could grow and bear fruit, but what I do not give any attention too. 

                            

Tears streamed from my eyes when I saw this card, Six of Teacups (Six of Cups). Sorrow does not get attention in my life. In face this card is about emotional reciprocity, but since my initial response was so strong, it means to me ‘sorrow not taken care of’. I give myself not enough emotional support in that. Shown is Fanny from Mansfield Park (I have pulled her as the Hanged Man a little while ago). Making room for that will make me more 'whole'.

Card 2: The second part of the seeds falls in rocky ground where it cannot make roots, so that in consequence the sun scorches it. This part of the seed stands for the issues, projects and things in my life for which is no time enough to let them sink in; it stands for what is done too hasty.

Card 3: The third part of the seeds is choked by thorns that grew up among it. This part of the seeds symbolizes the issues in my life that are beset with unresolved conflicts, with heavy loads of guilt, anger or sorrow. So much of it, that it cannot grow up and bear the fruit what it is destined for.

Card 4: The fourth part of the seeds falls in good ground. Those are the seeds, the project and issues that can grow and bear fruit because I give them attention; for which there is time enough to let it sink in and for which I can resolve conflicts which may arise.
Madonna del "Magnificat" (detail)

The Lazy Sister


My Card of the Day is Six of Cups from the Gilded Tarot. Two children play in a meadow, surrounded by huge cups of flowers. A sweet and gentle card. 

                                                                      

One thing to be and one thing to do today... What does this card tell me about that?

Yesterday I created a judgment-spread. I did along the lines of the fairytale "Frau Holle" (http://www.pitt.edu/~dash/grimm024.html). It is a tale about two sisters. Frau Holle rewards the hardworking sister with gold and the lazy one with tar. 'Hardworking' means here: take responsibility for your life and for other beings, even if that involves suffering. 'Laziness' means here, not taking responsibility.

I divided the deck in two piles, a pile for each sister. Left, the lazy sister, right, the ´hardworking one. The Ace of Swords represented frau Holle as the 'inner judge'. The Ace can only be in one of the two piles. In my case it was in the pile of the lazy sister. So I was the lazy sister. It struck me hard, really.

There I was, photocopies scattered al around, heaps of books on my desk, I was in fact working very hard. But that's not what it's about, of course.

Next, I picked a card (from the lazy sister pile) that showed me the reason why I was the lazy one. I got Harvest, Nine of Worlds from the Voyager Tarot.I is a 'nine', which means that a cycle is completed. The card is about harvesting, and also about enjoying your harvest. 

                                                                     

The gentle Six of Cups, my Card of the Day, helps me understand a bit why I am the lazy sister. I just work. I do not play. I am too serious. I do not enjoy my harvest.
Therefore, I'll do my work playfully from now on (not much left of the day). I will give thanks for my harvest, and I'll enjoy it.

This sounds as if I do not mean it.
I am just so busy.