I think I mentioned this like a year ago but I don’t remember, so. I have a hard time with the court cards at any given moment, most particularly with kings- but just about any card that depicts a type of royalty, or hierarchical superiority, tends to chaff me the wrong way, and I know it’s due to my anti-authoritarian political ideologies, etc. It’s a thing I need to work on, but actually so far, I’ve been able to use this for good in readings.
But kings, dude. Ugh. So annoying. I damn near ALWAYS roll my eyes when I turn over a king card, and I have to think extra through it.
EXCEPT not *as* much with the king of cups, I reckon owing to the gender-ambiguity inherent, in my view, to the card and the character of the card (tho lately in trying to figure out the logistics of what in theory might one day be the deck that I create for myself, I’ve been trying to see ALL the cards with more ambiguous gender/sexual meanings BUT I CAN’T WITH THE OTHER KINGS, yet.) I feel like if an idealized David Bowie were a tarot card, he’d be the king of cups. SO when I pulled the king of cups a few times this week I was able to smile and felt it was not such a bad thing for once. Bonus points for it being the week of the fall equinox.
Side note: last week and the couple weeks prior had been full of wands and the High Priestess kept coming up- this week I’ve seen a shift into cups and pentacles, and I ain’t mad about it. Overall cups and pentacles together can often point at good business acumen, things flowing well and money flowing in. I’m for that.
I’m off to plot some things and get off my feet- just wanted to pop in again.
Good evening. Maybe it’s weird that I just barely started this blog then didn’t post for a year. Stuff’s been weird, what can I say? So now I’m back, for today anyway, with some thoughts about a major arcana card that’s popped up for me three times in the past week- in a backdrop full of minor arcana pulls of a particularly phallic suit. Ahem.
So a teensy bit of background of how I look at cards- I try to not just focus on daily draws, or singular readings- I kinda keep in mind over time the cards I’m drawing to see if there are trends and what different cards might mean in relation to one another, if that makes sense.
For instance, today I had a stressful moment or two about monetary things and decided to draw cards particularly about these issues. I ended up doing a standard three-card pull on this, and then did my daily one-card pull- I do this every day, either with physical cards or with (gasp) a tarot app. I love having a tarot app. (But I’m veering from the topic at hand. I’ll get back to that another time.)
Both times, I ended up pulling the High Priestess. I thought this was interesting since for the past two weeks, I’ve pulled wands nearly DAILY.
My initial thought was, wow, why’s the High Priestess- who makes me think of calm collected magic- showing up so insistently today when lately the stuff I’ve drawn- freakin WANDS, the action cards, the cards that talk so much about struggle to me and who seem to be more in line with the actual things going on around me- and I had a moment where I realized I’ve been way too literal/superficial in my readings I think.
While the wands often talk about action and fire and struggle- I think I’ve been feeling more attacked by them than understanding my own need to TAKE action- and while the High Priestess might be a sign of chill intuitive power, she can also be TOO chill and passive.
Good intuition is great but it doesn’t amount to much if you don’t then act on it.
Every card has a positive and negative aspect. I tend to hate on wands (I’ve been know to refer to them as the “dick cards”- but I mean, have you SEEN the Rider-Waite Page of Wands ??? You should google him, if not. Here’s a copyright-free image of another page of wands, just to illustrate my point:
So MY takeaway from the past few weeks of readings is that ok yeah. I need to be more in my own struggle, and stop letting things distract me, stop thinking things will come around if I follow what I know and wait patiently.
So this post is a bit of that- I mean, I’ve been struggling with some depression for a while, honestly especially since the election, and I’ve not felt like I had any amazing and mind-blowing insights to share on here. And I don’t think this particular reading is super mind-blowing, I just have to work with what I have, and as I work out my thoughts in words, bigger insights will come. It’s like any other art, to get really good at it you have to practice doing it, no?
SO let’s wrap up for the evening. I have to be bushy-tailed for work in the morning, and I have only a couple of hours of weekend left.
I’ve wanted to start/do a blog about my relationship to witchiness, and specifically to tarot, for a couple of years now. I’ve been inspired by the proliferation of sites/channels/etc out there in the ether that are dedicated to tarot; I feel compelled to add my voice to the mix.
What better way to start than by taking a few moments to talk about the Fool and their journey?
To me, the Fool card signifies the beginning of everything, the first mad stumbles, the basis of what it is to begin to progress towards something, specifically something philosophical or spiritual, but most especially if the loftiness of the spiritual/philosophical goal isn’t readily detectible. The Fool is zero, is the nothing from which every opportunity springs. The Fool doesn’t yet know fear and so their actions aren’t yet humbled by it. The Fool loves everything, so far, they’re not shy about it and if they aren’t sure about it they want to try it, they want to stick their finger in it and see how it feels. I’ve always felt it to be a good sign to see the fool positioned at the beginning or very end of a reading, because of the fresh-start vibe (but of course, it all depends on the questions being asked.)
The Fool along with the Three of Swords and the Hermit make up what I call my “triumvirate” irt tarot. These are the three cards that have always been there for me when I’ve needed them to be, for better or worse. The imagery and symbolism connected to these cards have always called out to me. I’ve made paintings of them, drawn them. I feel that I was very clearly a Fool’s Fool when I started out, even as a young kid, and even though I went through some very tough things I was able to sort of stumble around and get thru them and stay fighting. Then later in life, the serious shit came along, and I had some Three of Swords Years. Now I feel I’m firmly planted in a Hermit phase, one that’s hard to appreciate enough to make use of it, even if I *am* trying to own my age and do what I need to do with life.
Still, I find myself coming back over and over to that Fool card, to that zero. I believe I have an urge to retackle life, a need to find new ways thru old things. I start a hundred projects, just barely. I scratch out skeletons, I scribble outlines. My wariness/weariness helped me avoid pain, for sure, but the route to what needs doing has become circuitous and sometimes just unmanageable. I need to get back my ability to stumble down hills and out of moving cars, skinning my legs along the way, because sometimes that’s just the most direct route and you need to get somewhere.
So that’s what this blog is about, pretty much. Getting back into wonder-mode. Getting myself back new and improved, if slightly worn out still. Being able to do it again, knowing what I know now. I hope that whoever finds it will also find some use in it, or some insight as I go thru the cards, and share spreads and readings.
If you’re not into it, then just disregard it as the ramblings of an old, queer, grumpy, hermit-bear, and step away from my cave.
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Anyhoodle, I hope everyone has as wonderful a Sunday night as they can, given the state of the world. I’ll be back directly to talk more.