Good morning and Welcome! dear friends, to my Scales of Ma’at daily draw for 11-Nov-2015: as my Heart card, I have the Queen of Swords, and the Feather of Truth today is the 3 of Wands. (Today’s deck is *The Archeon Tarot* by Timothy Lantz. Excellent “psychic” deck! RWS schema. Recommended for working on your Intuition with the cards and exercising your psychic reach.) As I was mixing the cards, I the Magician fell out and without thinking I slipped him back into the deck. THEN I thought, “Oh shit, maybe he was my Heart card today?” On verra (we’ll see) . . . So, let’s take a look at this rhythmic, beating organ’s appearance on the Scales today. She’s wearing widow’s weeds today as the Queen of Swords! Ha! Did you know that the Queen of Swords is considered the primary signifier of widowhood by a lot of readers? I have to laugh – I’m going in to the hospital Monday morning for a major operation and you’re giving me the widowhood card? LOL, fucker. I am going to take that card, and I am just going to step up and assume it, take responsibility; I happen to think it can very possibly represent “our” (Anima & Mark) widowhood as I accept the new, clearer vision I’m being offered through the 8 of Cups yesterday; I accept that my life and its’ circumstances has changed; I acknowledge that my emotional waves of the moment are not only signs of the cosmic push right now on our consciousness but the result of an interior healing with my Anima; and most of all, I reaffirm my commitment to the ideal that I alone am responsible for my Life, that my Will is my own. I’m not a Thelemite, but I think I might live in the suburbs; I am very wedded to my Kemetics. Also, while I give full respect and acknowledgment to the “Nightside” of the Tree of Life, and the Goetic and Qliphothic traditions, and use many of their techniques as highly potent “spices” in my psychic kitchen, I don’t “live” there, as much as it calls out to that “Bohemian Gothic” side of my nature. As for even darker traditions, I don’t have the time to waste on those delusions, I’m a busy man. Also, I’m already a widower, haven’t you heard, Unconscious? I’ve lost a LOT recently, in fact through most of 2015, it has been a year of “loss,” through BOTH Death and Process, and “stripping down” to the core me and turning the log over so the sunlight can “clean” the Earth. (My mother died on my 63rd birthday this year; it was dizzyingly bizarre.) As I told a “Queen of Swords” friend the other day, I am in the midst of transformation into Mark 2.0, and “it ain’t pretty!” As the motto of a certain Tarot group to which I contribute states, “Enlightenment is a destructive process. It has nothing to do with becoming better or being happier. Enlightenment is the crumbling away of untruth. It’s seeing through the façade of pretense. It’s the complete eradication of everything we imagined to be true.” (Adyashanti) Very quickly, the Queen’s bare bones are: “Queen of the Thrones of Air,” she is in Binah on the Tree of Life. In astrology she strides between 21° Virgo to 20° Libra. She is, of course, Water in the Air of Yetzirah. Her Drive is independence of mind and soul, and her Light is wisdom and perception. Under her influence, I can literally FEEL my emotions “drying out & sobering up” a bit from their recent gang rave. This is NOT a bad thing. Today she faces her Feather of Truth as the 3 of Wands. I love the illustration on the card, a Pegasus, a beautiful winged animal, and indeed today I NEED a winged steed because I need to escort the Queen (Air) to negotiations with The House of Wands; Fire needs Air. (Sometimes it gets confusing, holding a “United Nations” in my head, but that’s my job, so “Suck it up, pal, and get it on down the road.”) To be “here’s-your-refund”-honest with you, I can’t remember the last time I have spent giving ANY time to thinking about the 3 of Wands. I shan’t deprive myself of supper as a punishment, because here is my comeuppance – he’s in as the Pillar (!) today, and I have ignored him at all the balls and parties, so he has no reason to be well-disposed (It’s okay, I’m really not THAT far gone, it’s just a bit of card anthropomorphization. Don’t roll your eyes at ME, young lady!) His bones tell of his “more-or-less” noble character, however; aka Virtue, he lives in Binah on the Tree of Life, arriving of course by way of Fire. In astrology he is the Sun in the 2nd decan of Aries, which MAY be more pertinent here, as my birth sign is “in” the 1st decan of Aries. 27 March. Bedazzled by Greek myth as a child, I can still remember thinking that Pegasus and I would have been good friends, but it was important to remember Respect in that particular friendship; “Kids say the darnedest things, don’t they, Art?” (If you know to what that citation refers, then you are even older than me and should already know your way through these waters. Either help or get off, you old bladder! LOL.) “The Threes are connected to Binah - Understanding. The untouched energies of the Two's have met the 3, the number of synthesis and harmony. They're no longer solitudes; they face up their meanings and surroundings. The Three of Wands is called 'Virtue' - the powerful fire understands its responsibility.” (-Raven. I just love that bird’s stuff!) His Drive is creativity and his Light is accomplishment and nobility. Watch out for hubris, though, Pegs, I’m prone to it and so are you. As a Feather of Truth, he’s fairly vague, but I get the idea – I NEED to work on my understanding today, above all when dealing with that “Queen of Swords mirror-echo” that not only resides in me, but which I invoke when I want that “utterly cold bitch” side of me to take on a situation. That isn’t good for this Mark, honestly. I get WAY into it and I have to consciously claw my way back out to the surface & light & air. This reading today is all about me getting my shit together, not only as I “let go” but as I “open my eyes to the true Dawn.” I’m starting to see this operation next week not only as a medical procedure to correct an untenable situation but as an opportunity to psychically “load that mule down” with a LOT of the shit I need to get out of the house & into a trash can. Let the surgeons put out the trash; I’m busy on the foundations to support the superstructure. So, we started with an act of faith and we end with one, as well: I live out my beliefs in ALL my acts.