Eye rhymes

One of my favorite things in Tarot, especially Tarot de Marseille and similar, is “eye rhymes” – a kind of moving poetry in flowing images where one can follow similarities (“rhymes”), fill in the blanks with context and see the story unfold. Each time one looks one can see a different story. Is it past and future meeting in the present as two rivers meet in the ocean? Is it getting out of the shell and braving genuine direct experience to turn your world upside down? Is it a birth? A lifetime?

Or is it a COVID released by animals to turn everything on its head and suspend us in midair, inviting us to take a look at our world and ourselves in it??? That would be a remarkable story to tell in 9/12/2019 when I pulled the cards. That was when I took a class with Enrique Enriquez – a brilliant tarot reader, master teacher and an amazing genuine poet.

I had so much fun just pulling cards and reading, my baby moves and his fluid play. To protect my fragile ego I told myself that this method shall be secondary for me, perhaps to stretch my limits, a practice of sorts. What I didn’t know was that a curious seed was planted. My “upside down” side got the spotlight it was longing for. That too can be a plot in these three cards posted exactly a year ago.

Golden Flower

A golden flower has nine lives. Cut eight times it grows back even stronger. But the ninth time is the charm – it turns into an elixir of life.

New life begins, filled with meaningful choices and wholesome integrity. Hail the King, the ruler with soul that inspires just deeds.

Tarot by Jean Noblet

Our collective knowledge and way of life came under attack. We had to protect it and we engraved it in this one golden deck. We kept the magic close.

As our people were considered traitors and persecuted, we had to be quick on our feet, ready for any surprises.

Unsuspecting rulers allowed this to go on and multiply, but it was never what it seemed on the surface. Though deduced to the bare bone, the tradition was saved, thanks to the divine protection.

Dentist

No one likes to visit a dentist – strapped to a chair, instruments poking in your mouth for eternity, water running down your throat.

The world looks upside down, and the wisdom teeth are silent.

But then the problem is fixed, you get back on your unsteady feet… feeling in one piece again… strangely peaceful, as the glorious being you are.

Communion

To my mom

From the Variety show of life we choose a topic to explore, my mom and I. We pull the cards, as we would draw swords, freeing the bird. We watch it fly and follow the signs.

Card after card, spread after spread spins new challenges which we hit out of the ballpark. I always enjoy our communion.

A little bird whispered…

A little bird whispered that we have built up a tremendous reservoir of energy and it is available to each and everyone of us. At our fingertips. We can almost touch it, hear it. Anything we pour that energy in will progress swiftly. Will likely be successful. We just need to poor it into motion, not into full stop. For if we build walls with it, the walls will be taller and thicker than ever; they too will grow as mushrooms on a rainy day.

So we are on top of the world – now what are we going to do?