Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 01Jun2017. Today’s deck is the *Tarot Nostradamus* by Michel de Nostredame (Nostradamus – [sic] 1503 - 1556) or should we say, Heron Publishing. It is a variation on the Tarot de Marseille, with some definitely odd details. Given Nostradamus’ dates of life, it is just BARELY possible that he was acquainted with the Tarot. Since his patron was Caterina de Medici, an Italian and devotee of the “dark arts”, it is quite possible that she brought the cards with her and introduced them to France, as she did forks (true fact.)  She was SO Italian that Lucrezia Borgia had nothing on her; poisonings and murder most foul! abounded. Enough about that viper, let’s move on. My draw today is as follows: Sulfur = 0 the Fool; Mercury = I the Magus (“Branchus”) and Salt = the Page of Coins. Well! Yet another good reading following on the steps of yesterday’s gangbuster cards of realized materialization of the fusion of my Animus & Anima. It was beautiful enough to make you either skip or weep for joy. And now today I see that we have kept moving overnight, and today I am chomping at the bit to get out on the road and on to our new Journey; I’m so ready I just want to take off, screw the details. Ah ha!! Thank Hathor! for my Anima, who is in I the Magus. She, knowing me full well, has stepped out from her normal and slightly old-fashioned habit of walking one “step” (card) behind me; today she has leapfrogged over the Animus to hit I the Magus in order to TAKE CARE OF THE MATERIAL NEEDS for our Journey. She is, after all, in the mode of Master of the Material Realm, and being a Page, is full of both energy and a slight diffidence. He’s not QUITE as invested as the Knight or King, but invested he is. He brings a kind of sweet & charming canine loyalty with him, 
as well as a will to work second to none. He can also fulfill the role of a messenger, usually about financial matters, but we are interested here in the Energy that he carries more than about a current avatar. I like the tableau reading here; the Fool sets off towards the future; just ahead of him is the Magus, preparing the Journey, and casting an ironic glance in the Fool’s direction. Finally, the Valet/Page is our Energy machine today, and he is looking at both Major Arcana as being slightly flummoxed by their seeming haphazardness. His glance at them is priceless, as if saying, “I’m spending my Energy helping YOU two???” He has two coins with him, which look remarkably like gears; I can make the identification easily with the “machine” putting out the Energy to power the construct today. I feel like today is a natural follow-up on yesterday’s stellar reading. I was named Mr. World yesterday; today comes the daily grind of putting on a pound of make-up, my glittery evening dress, and my stiletto heels to go to IHOP this morning for a publicity breakfast. Sigh . . . it’s SO hard being pretty. LOL. (I shall give you some data at the end about the three cards.) I ask the Cosmos today to give us ALL a sense of excitement & anticipation today. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!!               0 the Fool – “The average stage of man in the present stage of Earth-evolution is 'human,' but not yet at the stage of wisdom, consequently that of the 'unwise man.' To us, creatures living upon the Earth, this globe cannot be observed by us in toto, and the Fool is represented as a man walking without paying attention to himself. There is something of absolute Fate about this figure, which reminds us of the old saying of astrologers: "The wise man rules his stars, the fool obeys them." On the point of this fatality all authorities agree. For the rest the explanation does not seem very satisfying. To us there appears to be no doubt regarding the nature of this 
Fool, presented as a final 'principle,' if we may call it that, after those of the planets. A principle, however, without a number, a principle of nothing, nothingness. The planets give us the symbols or ideas of organs of consciousness, the zodiacal signs denote modes of substance, from which consciousness is derived. So the zero-principle is the symbol of unconsciousness. In fact he who is unconscious, of himself or of Self, will obey every intimation from without and obeys 'his stars'--his senses, stupidly, blindly.” (A. E. Thierens)                                                                   I the Magus - The first sign or house in the Zodiac is the first step in the direction of Manifestation, and Aries is the High Priest as well as Avidya or Ignorance, standing before, c.q. above cognition. Potency and power are its attributes, because all and everything is immanent in this stage of Beginning. Power abstract, undeveloped, simple, but for that reason mightier than every detail or phenomenon, and the master of Nature. The ultra-positive, the very superior, and in the lower human sense the ultra-egotistical. Like the first note of a composition in music, it determines the tone and gives the key. From the First spring the Four, and so the symbols of the Four Elements appear on the table of the Magician, though his action, as far as action goes in this card and principle, exists in potency only and is indicated consequently in the wand in his right hand. In his superior abstractness he is eternal in relation to the phenomenal world, which is indicated by the symbols of Eternity above his head, the lemniscate, and around his waist, the serpent.” (Ibid.)                                                         The Valet of Coins - The Page, always more or less of a messenger, in this case of fiery nature, on the Seventh house, as well as on the Third. The latter house is that of the disciple and the message; so here the traditional rendering is again quite correct. The seventh house explains everything that is said about application, occupation, profession, liberality, etc., this being the house of Libra, of relation. We may add, that the card will indicate a proposal of marriage, courting, love-making, but in a gentle, sometimes a poetical or platonic way, not without ardor however. It has also to do with all sorts of honorable offices and denominations and may indicate any official person in the civil service and commerce, a stationer, bookseller or editor, bookkeeper or director, appointed by the owner or patron.” (Ibid.)

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 31May2017. I’m using a deck today for the first time since I bought it years & years ago; this is why it is a good idea to do rotation with your decks if you have more than a few of them; your find and rediscover some things which may surprise you. This deck, for instance; I DO remember opening it (just not when,) and putting it away because something had displeased me. I only now, today, with what that prejudice was now gone, that I re-discover this deck and am delighted to find the artwork quite among the best I’ve seen on an Egyptian deck. 
This is *El Tarot Egipcio Y La Magia* by Bartolomé Bioque. IT comes with a LARGE hardbound book (!) that is quite lovely and instructive, or at least it seems so; my Spanish is present but hardly accounted for; I grew up in a state where it was the 2nd language, and although I never tried to cultivate fluency with it, I am good with languages and I did pick quite a bit up over the years. (I wouldn’t sit down to have a semantics discussion with Cervantes; but I can survive, if necessary.) I like the book, and after a bad first impression, I am now favorably impressed by the deck. It doesn’t rock my world, mind you, but it IS a “good tune.” Today’s draw is: Sulfur 
= III the Empress; Mercury = IV the Emperor, and Salt = #69 Luck/Chance. I drew this for my reading and didn’t really immediately “LOOK" at it; then I did, and it blows me away! This is wonderful and it reminds me of the power and the beauty of the Sacred Tarot, no matter the guise. What I see above is a perfect constitution of the ideal relationship between my Anima &Animus, and it couldn’t BE better illustrated! My Anima, fully informed and self-aware, self-crowned as the Empress, sits comfortably in the home court of my Animus, AND, WHAT IS BRILLIANT? IS THAT IT IS VICE-VERSA; my Animus sits in splendor in the home court of the Anima!! What an ideal blend!! You’ll remark that if they were each only informing their own kingdom(s), they would be back-to-back and wouldn’t even be aware of the Other. However, in the manner drawn, only by sitting CONSCIOUSLY (dressed in full splendor) in the realm of the Other can they see each other, communicate, and work together. “Brilliant, non, Gaston ?? Oui, moi, je think so, too.” Oh, wait, wrong language . . . “Si, yo tambien pienso lo same.” Or so says Google – it’s too fukkin’ early, folks. LOL. This is SO weird! I get a marvelous draw like this on a day when I have NO energy or motivation! Shit! LOL – I’m going to try and come back to it later. I don’t know if that will work or not, but we shall see. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!   

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 30May2017. Today’s deck is the *Navigators’ Tarot of the Mystic Sea* by Julia Turk. This is one of my earlier favorite decks, but that charm has faded with time, though I still feel fondly for its artwork which is the main draw now. Today’s draw is: Sulfur = XIX the Sun, Mercury = XV the Devil, and Salt = the Queen of Swords. Whew! Thank Ptah that we return a bit to the “normal” today, as yesterday was so numinous a read that while it left me floating on the clouds and was nice to know, it did nothing in terms of outlining future growth or how to encourage it and follow through. All fine & good, as long as “real” choices come “down the tube” alongside it; the period immediately after an apotheosis on this level is a good time to outline the next stage of growth. (Yes, the apotheosis was on THIS level; I’m not done, note by a longshot. I AM delighted, however, to have completed a cycle of “Tarot growth” and to be advancing to the next stage of my self-transmutation. I know I’m there because yesterday I saw that I had advanced through the cycle and had become 0 the Fool, again. To use an expression from my youth, “Good deal!” Today I see yet another re-entry phase signaled again by the arrival of my Animus at XIX the Sun. Although XIX the Sun is a light-filled card, it doesn’t compare with the brilliance emanating from XXI the World as one finishes “a run.” I consider this card a programmed “step-down” in the illumination factor; it brings the Light back within human, physically bearable levels.  The card signals mental activity & a thorough reorganization of goals; “DO away with negative thoughts and discipline yourself toward a definite aim, for time is slipping by. . . . 
Your dreams will guide you if you have difficulty interpreting your deepest wishes. However, you must have patience, for in this world, events do not always move as swiftly as we would like.” (LWB) Moving on, I see that my Anima is back to normal as well, continuing her flirtation with the Material. I DO wish she would stop doing that, I’ve felt an increasing pressure to cut off all unnecessary ties with XV come Hell or high water. After over six decades of indulging it, I’ve had quite enough overindulgence to last another 3 or 4 lifetimes. But my Anima LOVES the “Bling,” and breaks through my reserve and defenses at will in order to possess more. In the parlance of a subculture, I am a “bling queen,” although I would punch you out were you to say that, correcting you with “elegant bling, asshole.” Gay subculture aside, I am like a crow, I like shiny things; however, I don’t steal them to decorate my nest. The card is subtitled “Subjugation,” which is rather cover-all in its vagueness. The card is actually about keeping the Truth hidden, either from you or by you (or both?) The key feature that you are spending too much time on the Devil’s couch is the feeling of Shame; shame of your words, your actions or lack thereof, your “cruelty” in large & small ways, all designed to wound. The cure for this is easy enough; make amends wherever possible, and where not, accomplish a benevolent action in the name of that person. Also, get over your addictive sex with Satan; emeralds don’t buy Enlightenment, and the act makes you a whore. So today I’ll be having a little bit of a conversation with my Anima, and it couldn’t come at a better time. We are under a temporary cash flow problem, and the last few days have meagre kine in the house; the issue should solve itself today, but it was telling. I took the whole thing for the importance it had; none. I know the Universe will provide. My wife, however, incarnated my Animus and worried and fretted each & ever day until assured that it would end (probably today.) I tried to take the opportunity to help my wife see that the Universe does provide generously, IF ONE LETS IT; that energy spent on worry is a “sin,” as it bears no return on “the investment.” (To monetize “Sin,” – LOLOLOL) I personally do not care anymore; if 
it gets bizarre to the point of true penury and unhappiness, then I would change things radically, but it won’t, the Universe doesn’t let down those who have faith in it. (I know, I know; you could ALL give me myriad examples of how you were let down – check your expectations first, though, OK?) I am not so much worried by my Anima spending time in XV, she knows what she’s doing; yet, it doesn’t hurt to keep an eye on “my sister” and help her out if the bullies pick on her. Grin. They won’t, however, under normal circumstances; she’s got an acid tongue and a wicked right hook. (So do I, strangely enough. Grin.) Finally, I take a tour of the engine room and discover that the Queen of Swords is our Chief Engineer today; that means we are going for it, hell-bent for leather! That’s our Queen; and here I believe the title given to the card is entirely misleading. She IS subversive, yes; but not in a Black Panthers kind of way. More than anything “Idina” (obscure reference) is “. . .  a woman who is blessed (or cursed) with sharp perception, and highly honed intuition. She is acutely analytical, with a razor-sharp ability to get to the heart of a situation, seeing exactly what is, rather than what others would wish her to see.” ( One of the difficulties of working with this Queen is when your Anima has “trained” under one who substitutes “what I wish to see” for “what is.” That makes for a cruel and capricious tyrant, and ridding yourself of the shitty side of her is no mean task, while keeping the good. The good news for me, however, is that she is a “nuclear furnace” of Energy; as both XIX the Sun and XV the Devil, I won’t be lacking for power to operate “the machinery,” not at all. I have made peace with my Queen of Swords, which is a good thing, as she so often shows up in my life. We’ve discussed that before, haven’t we; yakyakblahblah. So to wrap up today’s peek at Today, I’ll be spending some of that Light I shine so freely today over on the rather formless area where Lady Anima goes a-shopping (so to speak.) I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL a close comprehension of our dual nature today. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!   

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 29May2017. Today’s deck is up there among my “prime decks,” of which there are only two or three. This one, *Tarot of the Holy Light* by Christine Payne-Towler & Michael Dowers, keeps company with M. M. Meleen’s *Liber Mundi* and one (?) other. I’ll let you play around with the idea of which deck you think suits me the most for that 3rd slot. Grin. If you want to read my praises, check any of the other previous blogs where this deck is featured. Suffice to say, I think it is tops to work with, among the stellar decks. Enough; Onward and Upward! Today’s draw is on my regular morning spread, Basics Modified, and is constructed to be read thusly: Sulfur = Masculine element, Active, Intellect & Creativity; Mercury = Female element, Passive, Emotions & Physical concerns; and Salt = the Catalyst, intended to combine the elements and to make the union “active.” I am the alembic, the “vessel,” in which ‘I the alchemist’ am designing this. Whew! To tell the truth, I am bowled over by my draw this morning. It is beyond my expectations and yet I have hoped for this turn in the Path. I feel glorious in my accomplishment of a CONSCIOUS “lap around the track,” so to speak. This hasn’t been my first time on the Path in this lifetime, how could it be? We ALL travel the Path unconsciously for most of our lives, until we have the lucky chance to become Aware, by whatever clue is left for us by the Universe. 
Over the years the Universe has been overgenerous to me, leaving keys left & right, saying, in effect, “The cluephone is ringing, fool, pick it up!” I had actually picked up the right key, the Sacred Tarot, 55 years ago in a metaphysical bookstore, a self-chosen birthday gift from a cherished aunt. I searched a LONG time for the Door that it fit, however; knowing all along that it was inside of me but “wait! I still have so much living to do!” Yes, it is shamefully true; I pulled one of the oldest lines in the world, made famous by Augustine of Hippo. It has been since my retirement from “that life” that I have had both the time AND the inclination to finally open the Door and the fruits of that has been Enormous, Colossal. And to have arrived here, at this turning point in my Path, when it is time to regard the Journey, and contemplate the new one ahead, for which I have worked and “walked the talk.” I feel not so much “joyous” as I do “replete with Contentment” and challenged by my {own success. I certainly don’t wish to appear pompous or hubristic, but I am proud of my accomplishments, SO FAR. I am quite aware that the Journey isn’t done, although this section of the Path has been traversed with eagerness, sometimes trepidation, but always Hope. XVII has been a faithful companion, as has been XIV Temperance, I must say. She has helped me “get a grip” a number of times. Grin. And now, at this “young” age of 65, I am getting ready for another part of the Journey, another stretch of the Path. Good, it gives me time to catch my breath; I’m not the young retiree I was a few years back – LOL. IT IS true, however, that this time around on the Path I have aged in a swift and somewhat precipitous manner. It is all recorded in my readings from those years, 2012 – 16. The machine (my body) I had relied on all of my life to carry me through my wild & “perilous” adventures for over 50 years finally presented me with the bill. It took 4 years to pay off, and I am only now feeling that I am out of the woods and at least in the brush. I do not take to suffering and pain like a duck to water; neither do I, however, moan, bitch and whine to all & sundry of my “aches & pains.” What a waste of time & energy! Most of all, for the whiner; instead of constructing a positive outlook to face this enemy of the day and the day entire itself, you waste YOUR energy in whining and self-pity. Why don’t you just lay down, spread your legs, and tell the World, “Aww, go on, have at it . . .”? {{It is doubtful the World will find you appealing.}} Regardless, I paid the bill without TOO much grumbling, and am now on the other side, suddenly MUCH older as evidenced by my surprise when my body refuses to do something I haven taken for granted forever. Nevertheless . . . oh! The idea of starting out again as 0 the Fool is lip-lickingly tempting. Going through the Path, renewed itself for another visit, “armed” with a new level of knowledge and thus in quest of things as yet unknown . . . oh my, yes, every fiber of my being says yes, despite the modified account balance I have on the Material. But Look!! I get some good news on that front as 
well, with the energetic support of the King of Disks. Thor! does HE arrive on time! Not only my body has less in the bank; so do my resources, as well. That is the great DISadvantage to being retired; your income situation becomes a kind of complicated game of Scrabble with numbers instead of letters, with you sweatily trying to make sense of a crossed three-way sum and abscond with 88 points. Enough to buy your meds next time (if you pay; I live in France, where if they are prescribed, they are free. No, there is no legalized medical marijuana here, although they are thinking of reducing the “crime” to the status of a parking ticket.) Back to the subject – 0 the Fool gives me Hope and a new sense of adventure, admittedly with reduced resources, but there nevertheless. I remember how to travel without money, I believe; I did it often enough in my youth. Grin. My Anima today is, as usual, right there, one step behind me, inhabiting XXI the World today. AND . . . I KNOW that she is feeling overwhelmed by an inner joyousness that knows few bounds. She IS mistress of her World, and she has become “enlightened” to a degree that makes possible a positive look forward to the further Journey. She is also actively planning, right at this very moment, all of the material details of the voyage, where we’ll stay, what’s a good or bad inn, or when to travel a certain stretch of road and when to not travel it. She is in her Element, manipulating the Material for an ultimately spiritual benefit. Finally, we come to the Bull of Bulls, the King of Disks. This is as high as you get on the ladder of manipulating the material, and he is a past master of it. One of the better ways to think of him is as a good-tempered yet strict, loving yet purposed and organized father-figure, such as Zeus. That element of “the perfection of divinity” needs to be included, so as to stay away from mere earthly comparisons; leave that to Madame Zoraya and her neon-let shopfront in the Bronx. Look deeper, look within the symbol to “see,” to divine the Energy that this avatar veils, that it serves as mask. That Energy of the indomitable father is one I can easily “feel” when I am in its presence; it is also an Energy that I can generate if circumstance & need call for it. It is high energy output, and the aftereffects are some lingering distraction and a need to express the Active. (A walk helps a LOT, on both counts.) I seem to be as well set-up today as I can possibly be; it would be hard to find fault anywhere in this line-up of all-star cast members of my Psyche (my soul as well, thus the P.) (I shall include as usual some data on the cards below.) I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL a sense of the limitlessness of the wonders our Voyages. Be Well, We Zen, Be Blessed!! 

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 28May2017. The deck today is one of my very favorites that often shows up here, *The Rosetta Tarot* by M. M. Meleen. Have no fear, I’m not going to start the insensate hyperbole I usually employ for Ms. Meleen’s decks; you already know I’m a fan. This is the new Papyrus Gold Edition. The draw for this morning is: Sulfur = XI Lust; Mercury = X Fortune, and Salt = the Ace of Swords. “Intellesting, velly intellesting, Mistah Bond.” I like this draw; I find that in general I like ALL of my draws lately. It isn’t that I’m only getting Pollyanna prognostications; it is, quite definitely, that my outlook on my life, what is important and what isn’t, and my view INTO the meanings of the Sacred Tarot has changed profoundly. I am much more “oh, THAT’S interesting!” than I was, which was; “Oh Shit! Crisis coming! Strap on your armor and wield your swords! Kill anything that moves and let Quetzalcoatl sort them out!!” LOL – I used to be quite a literate drama queen, and rather subdued, but drama queen nonetheless. I hate admitting that! Grin. So, let’s take off the stage costume and take a look at the cards in the privacy of my loge. Grin. Today, Sulfur = XI Lust. (Yes, that’s right; the deck is organized along Thoth/Golden Dawn lines. That’s refers to the “GD” you always see, BTW.) At the end of this blog I will give the astronomical data & tidbits on these cards. 
Let’s take a look at where my Animus is launching from today; XI Lust, or as it is known elsewhere, Strength. “Lust” isn’t used in the strictly carnal sense; think along the lines of “a lust for life.” Taming the Inner Beast, Uniting the Two Natures of Man, etc. I’m not quite sure why Mr. Animus would be here today, other than to suck up some strength from the Well at the End of the Worlds. In a sheer synchronistic note of humor, I was watching something last night (?) that had a whole “skit” based around the idea (Oh, it was *Grey’s Anatomy*) that a woman had greeted her date at the door along with her pet tiger, fully grown, who then proceeded to maul both of them, badly. It didn’t strike me then, but it does now; that the hunt for one’s Strength DOES have the chance of going very badly, too. I’ve never had that particular trouble, however; my animal nature was easily accessible for many years, and once unleashed ALWAYS caused havoc. I didn’t like it, I feared it, but I was secretly proud of it, as well, because it gave me a “Don’t fuck with HIM!’ reputation. Now it sleeps to such an extent, and has been mainly defanged, so that it poses no threat, short of catastrophic need. I feel I have been here, done this, but it IS nice to come back and drink from the well; to “top off,” so to speak. Grin. Moving on, I come to my Mercury for today, X Fortune. I find this to be an odd choice, and one that is faintly alarming to me. A close female family member had an addiction to gambling and it fucked with everyone’s life. So I’m leery when I see women and “casino props” 
together. Not that anyone in their right mind would actually call THIS wheel a casino prop. Not until they had seen it and figured out how to monetize it, of course. (Snark!) Nevertheless, I must assume that Little Missy Anima (a joke between us) knows what she’s doing; she had better, she is always trumpeting her own horn! Grin. I do, however, feel that she is engaged in doing the “accounts;” our “debits” and “credits” hopefully balancing out in order to let us check out of the hotel feeling our vacation was well spent.  And where does the Energy come from today to power the cooperation of two such disparate archetypes? Why, silly rabbit, the Ace of Swords, obviously! LOL. This is a powerhouse, alright, and it emits gigawatts of energy, enough for ALL of my needs, and more. This is the pure essence of Fire, just as it is the Great Sword of the Magus. This represents INVOKED force, as opposed to natural (the Ace of Wands.) As the source point of the entire Swords suit, it also the focal point of all the intellectual energy that dissipates the further you move from #1. As if one was born at the height of one’s intellectual powers, only to have them ever so slowly dissipate as the years roll by. Spooky, eh? I love the card, though, as it is as clear a statement as one gets of the mind as a vehicle towards the Divine. It’s a fine card & energy sign today; I’ll take it. (After “sign-off,” I’ll give you the trivia.) So as far as day’s draws go, this one promises a bit of adventure but surely not outside of my ‘comfort zone.’ I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL today the beginning of an adventure. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!                                         XI "XI Passion - Path of Teth 19 in the Tree of Life. Venus in Leo - the creative development of passion leads to enjoyment and fulfillness. Zodiac: Leo. Tree of Life: The connection between Chesed and Geburah. Element: Fire. Number: 11 as perfect combination of 1 and 2 (the cross sum of 11 is 2.)                                                                                                X - The Wheel of Fortune - Path of Caph 21 in the Tree of Life. Saturn, Uranus, Neptune and Pluto - the masters of Karma. Planet: Jupiter.    Tree of Life: The axis Chesed – Netzach. Element: Fire. Number: 10 as symbol for perfection, the cross sum is 1 (the Magician.)                       Ace of Swords - (The roots of the powers of Air) Kether in the Tree of Life; through Fire. Astrology: The signs of the Air. The Ace of Swords is the seed of the intellectual power, the origin and beginning of the airy world of Yetzirah, which implies thinking, analyzing, realizing through logic and mind” (Raven,   

Friday, May 26, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 27May2017. The deck today is *LE Tarot Maçonnique* by Jean Beauchard. I really like this deck but am always forgetting to use it or put it in rotation. I have “une faiblesse” for all of that masonic mumbo-jumbo; I’ve met a “retired” Freemason here in France and he gave me a lot of insight into their “programming.” Hierarchical, male-oriented, “frat brother”-like “whisperwhisper secretsecret,” and all of the accompanying rah-rah. MIND YOU; I have nothing against Freemasons, and if you are one, all the more power to you. I simply find their “order,” “mission” and “organization” a memory of times past when kings & popes commanded crusaders bent on looting the entire Middle East. “Regardless, Marsha,” it’s a very good deck & reads very well. Onward & Upward! My draw for today is: Sulfur = IX the Hermit; Mercury = XIX the Sun, and Salt = the Knight of Swords. It makes perfect sense to me, in light of my own recent life. Yesterday, I had an argument with a dear friend; it got heated, and we both retired to our corners before irreparable things were said. After a bit, we parted company, on the understanding we wouldn’t see each other at a party last night. I know he felt righteous in his anger, as did I in my rebuttal. However, he is 30+ years old and not completely acquainted with his own inner workings. I refused to carry any of his emotions over the perceived “issue,” which flummoxed him and increased his resentment. While I felt “justified” in defending myself against his target-seeking anger, I still felt badly about the miscommunication and his refusal to grow through the situation; he preferred resting in his anger, it distracted him from its true target, himself. So I draw these cards this morning, and I understand them perfectly. My Animus seeks “casing” in IX the Hermit. I DO need time alone today, to process yesterday’s events and free myself from any lingering emotion, a common poison in the system. Gliding along, I find my Anima is joyfully living in XIX the Sun today. She’s fine with everything that went down yesterday; aside from the premise of the disagreement, she sees it as a show of male egos and who is the Alpha; well, this old wolf isn’t ready yet to let some 
whippersnapper lead the pack around by their snouts. I’m still alive, and kicking, and ANY 30-ish year old simply doesn’t have what it takes to mount a serious offensive. Grin. (I’m not a military freak; however, their precise terminology can be very useful in simile and metaphor.) My Anima is far from being concerned with that; she takes my victory as a given, and prefers today to bask in the sunlight of accomplished tasks and adventures, and celebrating her nearness to the final steps. This time it was ME who put a wrench in the machinery with a bit of axle-busting debris in the road.  I could have avoided all of it had I known how sensitive and on the tipping point he was; but of course I couldn’t know that at the time. My Anima was in the Sun yesterday as well, and I cannot blame her for preferring that ambiance while she waits for me to catch up from my distraction off the Path. This is also reflected in my home and my wife, both in serene spaces at the moment; our life is good, we eat well & do as we wish.(Our cash flow sucks at the moment, but that I about to take a radical right turn towards prosperity. It’s a done deal.) Finally, the engine is revealed; the “motor” that is going to provide the energy for the two elements to work together sympathetically and to produce the highest “product of thought” possible, the Knight of Swords. Well, yes, this beautiful young man has Energy to spare as he gallops around on the fields of battle, looking for a cause to defend or a brawl to enjoy. Monomaniacally dedicated to the Swords “cause,” he brings a mountain of energy and critical thought, as well as lightning-quick disapproval of anyone or thing that gets in his way. When young I WAS this knight for a while, but My Dear Zeus! it is fatiguing! And it is impossible to defend that “blind certitude and high moral tone” as one grows a bit and sees that there is a LOT more grey in the world than s/he imagined. Finally, I’m going to throw in a little bit about IX the Hermit from A. E. Thieren’s *The General Book of the Tarot*; “Papus: "Humanity fulfilling the function of God the Holy Spirit. The human creative force." Indeed this is clearly Sagittarius for every astrologer. The author might have mentioned in the same line that the Hierophant (Leo) represents God the Son. The Hebrew letter "Thet represents a roof and suggests the idea of safety and protection . . . protection ensured by wisdom." The astrologer says: the Ninth house is the house of the Master--idea of wisdom and protection in one; the Master in fact shields his disciples like a roof 
. . . in some way. The sign is that of thought-power, creative mind, idealism, which throw their own light on the things below, and consequently the Sagittarian is remarkable for always seeing things in his own light and trying to throw light on things in order to instruct other people. He is the eternal traveler, the indefatigable walker. And mentally he is always more or less lonely. All this is very distinctly symbolized in the card of the Hermit, which stands for ideas, perspectives, spiritual or moral influences and for light thrown upon the objects of this earth-life. In divination it stands for teachers, legal authorities, advisers and guides, and with the guiding principles in everything and questions, in relation to the Querent. But above all it is his own idealism, etc. The direction in which his thoughts are running. In the older cards the Hermit is shielding his light on one side with his mantle. This may be indicative of the habit of Sagittarians to evade and disarm contradiction beforehand, knowing by intuition the power of darkness. He is leaning on the staff of knowledge with regard to earthy matters. Waite is perfectly right in saying, that "Prudence is the least of its meanings and the most negligible." Some authors (Mathers) held this card to be the symbol of 'prudence,' but indeed the Sagittarian is not very famous for this virtue, though the card is truly Sagittarian and nothing else. This is again proved by the striking explanation of Waite: "His beacon intimates that 'where I am, you also may be.'" This is the stereotyped way in which a Sagittarian thinks.” I ask the Cosmos today to give us ALL a dose of spiritual Sunlight. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!    

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 26May2017. Using my usual Basics Modified spread, the deck today is *Le Tarot des Templiers* by Jean-Louis Victor. It is a big, colorful deck with a specific theme, the “occult” significances of the Order of the Knights Templar during the High Middle Ages; just pre-Renaissance. They are beautiful cards; the deck is designed to teach something which it does a very good job of doing, and it reads well, although I wouldn’t say superbly, but that is for ME – perhaps for you it strikes just the right note. Nevertheless, I DO like to read with it, and it is growing warmer towards me, as well (very French.) The draw today is as follows: Sulfur = IIII the Emperor; Mercury = XVIIII the Sun, and Salt = the Ace of Cups. I have days when I feel really French, and days more American, and finally the days where I simply feel like an expat from my REAL planet. I’m less “amoureux” of modern France than antique, or historical, which is my “thing,” as far as France goes. More specifically, the history of France just pre-Renaissance; i.e. the last of the Valois dynasty. The Templars were long distant in history even then; but their influence has survived to this day, especially under la Maçonnerie française. But the historical Templars were of an entirely different order; mystic warriors, embracing a “world theology” that was far broader than that of the Catholic Church, of which they were nominally a militant arm. 
Whether even one Templar ever saw a Tarot card is highly unlikely, given the dates; however, for those who give Tarot an older lineage, it “could” hold true. Onward and Upward! To start, I find that Master Animus inhabits the Emperor’s new clothes, today. Grin. The Master of the Material World is a solid “rock” of a guy, sitting there as he does on the Cube of Matter and holding forth in justice and wisdom. (We currently have a spectacular example of the exact opposite of IIII, one can’t even say the reverse; Donald Trump.) The good Emperor shows the power of his Will in his concrete manifestations, including HIMSELF. A good emperor is the hub of a network of information, and it is he who must judge the titration of Justice and Compassion into the flow of “Life” he receives and rules over each day. This is the best place for my Animus to be today, says my sub/un-conscious, and I can even feel the Truth of that in my bones, in the marrow living in them. It feels “right.” I need to sacrifice my personal interests (which are nearly non-existent today, anyway,) and Stay Still, receive the information, JUDGE the state of the Empire and apply Justice &/or Compassion accordingly. It’s a huge and unearthly job; one must empty oneself of the self, the “you,” and let oneself be inhabited by the “we,” the “avatar of the Empire,” in order to render Justice justly and Compassion in an EFFECTIVE manner. I advance to where my Anima’s avatar for today stands, XVIIII the Sun. (If you are curious why the numbering is like it is, it is because in Tarot Latin numerals, one ALWAYS adds, NEVER subtracts. This is usually true when using Latin numerals for ritual practices.) This is a GOOD place for Ms. Anima to stand and soak up some healing, self-affirming, positive vibe-giving rays; Valhalla knows she can use it! She’s been awfully lugubrious lately, visiting Hell and the Moon back & forth to brush up on her magickal skills, and has been “en solitaire” and thus left alone with her thoughts, which QUITE OFTEN need to bounce off of mine, even when we are marching through a squabble. If left totally to herself, 
she could easily end up in some Gothic melodrama manifestation, I KNOW her. Or in some totally unsuitable relationship with someone, well . . . unsuitable. The thought of wanting to balance a third person in my marriage is dizzying enough without letting a complete romantic take control of it; I would need a deck FULL of XVIs, 78 Towers, to describe the results. Grin. I love her, but I never trust a completely romantic approach to ANYTHING. Not even Love; Love is “useless” to you unless it helps you to “grow” as a human being, to be someone much better than you are by yourself. That is a “True” fruit of marriage, in a way which the merely biological imperative to reproduce is not. Speaking of “LURV,” (LOVE, of course, silly rabbit!) in progressing the last 3rd of my Imperial stroll today, I come to the engine house running the palace AND the kingdom, at least for today, and it is – ta da! – The Ace of Cups. We all know what the Ace of Cups is, right? It is the “Holy Grail,” the same one which Walter Donavan/Julian Glover ignores and instead grasps a richly bejeweled cup and dies a dusty, horrible death in *Indiana Jones & the Last Crusade.* GRIN. (There, how’s THAT for modern myth, Joseph Campbell?? LOL.) There was even an old Templar guarding it, alive after centuries, waiting for Indiana to replace him; which Indie DOESN’T do, he blithely walks out of there with never a backward glance, the Grail is lost in a crevice and the old knight is presumably buried under tons of rock. I love happy endings. Grin. Here in the Tarot, the Ace of Cups is the Grail, yes, but it is also the seed of the entire suit of Cups, and contains all of the suit’s possibilities within itself. This is a VERY powerful card, all the more so because it is less flashy than two of its siblings and less lush than the remaining one. Here there is the Fruit of a Promise; not only on the emotional side, but on the intuitive side as well. Intuition is a tricky thing; it can be combined of many elements, or few. It may come in a dream, in a waking thought, in something seen or heard, or directly by messenger in some startling and “odd” happening in your day/on your path. For instance, there you are, walking down 5th Avenue in NYC, and a full-sized alligator falls from somewhere above you and crushes the pedestrian just ahead of you. You are horrified, yet you notice that EVERYONE else is just walking by, hardly even sparing a glance. You are left with two choices; 1) Shrug your shoulders, mumble, “New York,” and move on, or 2) regard it as something “weird” in your day and take appropriate action. In this case, call an ambulance &/or the police, & then go home, turn off all the distractions, and contemplate what the Hell that message was meant to say to you. At this point, OF COURSE you read your cards. (Smile.) You may even want a professional reading from another reader than yourself; often GOOD advice when dealing with the Gordian knots in one’s own life. Circling the wagons, I like today’s reading; it is partly action, partly right Judgement, all positive. There is no reason to turn mealy-mouthed and whine about the slings and arrow of outrageous fortune. Grin. (I DESPISE whiners.) I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL today a sense of the justness of our progress. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!  


Thursday, May 25, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 25May2017. I’m going to pick up the keyboard and try to get back in the swing of things, yet humorously the Universe has given me a “mass market” deck with which to do it. Today’s deck is the *Tarot Draconis* by Davide Corsi. As far as themed decks go, it isn’t bad; there is that to be said for it. It could have been much “cutesier” and “fey;” thank Freya! he didn’t take that route. This happened because last night I woke out of a sound sleep thinking, “I’ve got to find a deck with which to sleep:” Nonsensical, I know, but dreams . . .  I picked it out of the dark from a box and went back to bed, putting it under the pillow, thinking, “I’m supposed to use that tomorrow.” So here it is, in all of its themed “beauty.” My draw this morning is: Sulfur = XV the Devil; Mercury = 0 the Fool, and Salt = the Ace of Cups. Well, it’s an odd draw, I’ll give you that; my Animus is visiting Mr. Material, or in this case the Dragon Material, XV the Devil; I can only assume that he is here following in the footsteps of my Anima, who was here a few days ago. If that is so, he’ll be visiting 0 the Fool very soon, as well. I can’t think why he is doing this – normally it would be vice-versa and she would be trailing him by an Arcanum or two. However, they are wound around each other pretty tightly these days, their “orbits” being much more similar now than ever in the past. I see it as a dance of gyroscopes going on at the same time as the whole scene rotates around the Sun, which rotates around the galaxy, etc. There are NO fixed points any longer; no anchor spots with which to launch nets to capture and subdue the other. With no dishonest games going on any longer between them, even though they find themselves at “different,” not “crossed,” purposes, their dance is intricate enough and large enough to allow for diversions, divergences, & distractions because reunion is always immediately afterwards, just ahead. 
What he is actually doing with the Devil is not terribly important; if I had to guess, I would say he’s persisting in the question, “Are you SURE that we have no more contractual obligations to each other?” Grin. The dragon, woefully answers no, there are no more, BUT, if my Animus is interested in a long-term low-rate loan . . . , “NO Thank You!!” (“Run, Dick, run! See Dick run. Run, Dick, run!” Grin.) Now another interesting development, has slid down the Mercury pipeline, as well; 0 the Fool. I really love the idea of representing 0 with a golden, unhatched egg, sitting atop a pile of riches; all possibility & future; no failure and the past. I gather that she is “gestating;” killing time, waiting for the Animus to round up his business so he can cycle through and meet her in the Egg. This is a good thing, in a truly profound sense; I am passing through the cycle again, and this time it won’t take me 65 years; it is going to be a rapid run through the 22 “gates” of the course on Mt. Meru. (“Mount Meru is a sacred mountain with five peaks in Hindu, Jain and Buddhist cosmology and is considered to be the center of all the physical, metaphysical and spiritual universes.” Wikipedia.) I figure that there is still enough energy left in this carcass to take a rapid “stroll” through the Gates, this time as an “informed” being, Not only will I understand much that was unseen by me the 1st time through (0-65 yrs.) but I will be able put it in context in the woof & warp of the tapestry of my life. The Animus & Anima are in vastly different places today, but there with similar purposes; Anima is digesting what she learned on her recent “re-visits,” and Animus has not only covered his own ground but is re-covering hers, as well; whether in a sense of “I’m a control freak” or in the sense of “I need to be fully informed” is open to question. I prefer the latter, but don’t discount the possibility of the former. 
That may be the very reason she has jumped ahead; to give me the chance to figure it out, and to correct it if need be. I say MAY be; there is also the very real possibility that she simply carries a “lighter backpack” than I do; I’m a real pain when I take an interest; I insist on detail, accurate detail, I don’t stop searching until I’m satisfied. She is more of an “I’ll take if it’s there, but if it isn’t, no big deal,” kind of searcher; what she didn’t find specifically and obviously in her “search” can’t be important, right? It is an attitude which irks me, but there it is. (Neither of us is giving way on this miniscule point, but it’s alright, it has become a standing joke between us. Loki’s lying lips! that sounds schizo, doesn’t it? LOL!) Let’s move giddily along the M. C. Escher pathway to the final Gate today, the Energy which is going to power this double-pronged assault on the armies of Ignorance, and lo and behold, it is the Ace of Cups. Surprise, surprise, Mark, today is all about trusting your Intuition (which is telling you to mind your own business and let the twins get about their business.) It is also about the emotion of “love,” with a small L. I’m thinking particularly of my wife; the small ways in which we express our love and friendship for each other, the jokes & thoughts we share, even the patterns of living we now share after ** years of marriage. It is a “daily love” that binds us more than any “grand” love or concept of love. It is easy to judge the emotional mood of the other, because we know how to read it. In the same way, we *should* (one of my most DISLIKED words) be able to read it in ourselves, for ourselves, as well as a never-ending thirst to know the patterns of Love and familiarity with the Divine, and to live in them. I LIVE that thirst every day, every night, and I never get tired of following where it takes me. I find myself, at times, in strange and inexplicable places, and at other times in places that are familiar but tuned “higher, finer” so that they carry sentimentality rather than regret or bitterness. (As you can see, the dragons don’t have a hell of a lot to do when one is actually reading the cards, so one can please oneself about the “wallpaper.” Nevertheless, I DO prefer a deck that is more “informed.”) I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL a warm and loving Patience today. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!  


Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool's Tarot for 24May2017. Today I absolutely don't feel like writing, so it's a mystery draw. Here are the cards I drew this morning; it is an interesting enough development and reading. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!

Monday, May 22, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 23May2017. I’m b-a-a-a-c-k! Grin. The lethargy seems to have (mostly) passed, and I am happy to find myself motivated once again to write my morning blog on my daily reading. These periods of lassitude used to happen more often, back when I had a life (LOL,) but with less to interrupt my (aging, retired) flow these days my Tarot has come to take a more central place in my life. And blahblah and yakyak; so what, Mark? Grin, OK, on with it. Today’s deck is one of my very favorites for the RWS/Thoth variety, the *Tabula Mundi Arcus Colores* by M. M. Meleen, who is also the creatrix of the *Rosetta Stone Tarot,” another fave –but this is the ultimate, along with one other. (Guess, go ahead, guess; your head if you’re wrong . . . Mwuahahahaha!) The deck is accompanied by a wonderful book, *Book M: Liber Mundi* by Ms. Meleen (Atu House, Barre, 2015.) My draw today is: Sulfur = XVIII the Moon; Mercury = XII the Hanged Man, and Salt = the Knight of Disks. I like this hand; it makes me feel as if I’ve been “thrown back into the swim” after spending a LOT of time in the airy heights of the Aethyrs’ realm. It gets rather breathless up there, and one tends to minimize the more “human” facets of one’s character. I DO feel as if I’ve bent sent back to clean up loose ends; 
in the accounting I’m doing further on down the Path, I’ve found some “discrepancies” in the books and have recognized that the whole machine STOPS until I go back and do some more meticulous housecleaning; I left something unfound. And in XVIII the Moon’s domain, Saqqara only knows what I have overlooked in that shadowy and subtle realm. I happen to LOVE it there, but that doesn’t mean I understand it; I love going to shisha bars, too, but that doesn’t mean I understand the Arabic argot flying around, at all. I am “glad” to return; not the emotion of “gladness,” but the satisfaction of returning to a familiar and friendly realm where I am welcome, to a certain degree. Grin. “And so, having writ, the Moving Finger moves on . . ,” grin. To find waiting for me in Mercury’s quicksilver flow XII the Hanged Man. I happen to know that my Anima wanted to go here the other day, due to a surprise pop! card, but I refused it & continued the draw normally. So, the pop! was on target after all. There are times when I have to STRONGLY dissuade my Anima from following through on her actions when they become excessive. Such as wanting to atone, for nothing, anything, everything. She can get into a real melodrama-on-screen when she’s got the wind in her sails, and she’s a damn fine actress. Her only weakness is that I see through her like glass, and usually call her on her shit, as I’m a harsh judge of the feminine, above all in myself. The years and spiritual evolution have taken care of most of the residual harm done by the system at an early age, but certain “things” from childhood are ineradicable. They carry echoes at the very least. I work hard, consciously and constantly, to ride herd on the remainder of the uncivilized past, but there are times when you want to run with the wolves, as well. (No, not like Costner.) I can’t say that I hold her accountable, in 
actuality; I understand why she’s “built” that way, and who she had as a role model. (My maternal grandmother for the most part.) The point being that this self-sacrifice is in a questionable area for ME, the guiding intelligence. I shall let her have her head, for the time being; whether she shows benefit will determine its validity. It sounds harsh and cynical, but I need to be careful of too much indulgence in self-sacrifice; it activates a kind of “let’s go ahead and search for the Void and jump! It’ll be fun!” “Ha! Yeah, sure it will, Sister. Tell you what: you go first and report back to me, then I’ll try it.”  So, a careful eye, it seems, is called for as I transit Mercury with Saturn clutched in my meaty masculine paws . . . Grin. “Grrrr.” LOL.  After that quick and I suspect “assisted transit,” I arrive at the heart of today’s emplacement of the motor; the Knight of Disks. Well, well, well; it’s a rather subtle energy powering the machine today. He is the Fire of Earth, and his BIG thing is – ta da! – Prudence. He shepherds, he guides, to a more secure and stable future. He is diligent but not necessarily terribly intelligent; his habits and gifts are steadfastness and patience. He is VERY MUCH a Taurean, with his Fire expressed in his Will to do the task. It’s a do-able draw; I can see the necessity of some (late) spring cleaning “up there in the attic.” I ask the Cosmos to give us ALL a compassionate patience today. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!    

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Good morning from The Fool's Tarot! Unfortunately, there is no spread this morning because my wife poisoned me with tampered dragées . . . LOL. No, the real reason is that the "juice" just isn't there this morning. I'm juiced out, temporarily. I did draw the cards, and saw an insipid reading from "insipid" cards; the only thing insipid in reality, of course, was my attitude. Nevertheless, the fight goes on! 
(I'm being paid to take a fall; I'm not going to, I'm going to win, and then flee town with my girlfriend and my 'cojones' still intact. So, please "tune in tomorrow when we shall return with another episode of . . . (skreeeeetch, violin wail) The Twilight Zone." Grin. Thanks for showing up, I appreciate all who read my blog. I ask the Cosmos today to give us ALL the blessing of Acceptance. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!   

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 21May2017. Today’s deck is, again, one of my sentimental favorites, the *Ibis Tarot* by Josef Machynko, trans. by Mascha Rabben.Very similar to the Kier Egyptian Tarot, it is, however, organized with suits and Court Cards instead of a run of numbered cards from 1 to 78. The first time I picked up this deck, we clicked, strongly and immediately. Every tarologue knows that “click,” there is no other feeling like it. Some small red light comes on in your brain, and thus signaling it in “Recording” mode. I pay attention when I use these cards; of course, I always “pay attention,”   but the crystalline clearness of these calls forth an extra degree of “it,” right from the start. Enough. Today’s draw is: Sulfur = XV Typhon (the Devil); Mercury = XXI the Crown of the Magicians, and Salt = the Ace of Scepters (Wands.) This is a fairly easy read in “tableau-mode,” given the back story of my last few days of readings (otherwise, it looks like gobbledygook. Grin.) To tell the truth (which I have sworn to do for this blog, 
uncomfortable though it be at times,) I’m simply not “in the mood,” or better yet, “mes humours ne sont pas à la taille,” to be in written analysis mode this morning. I look at the cards, am relatively pleased with what I see for the day, and now wish to move on, entirely. So, that is what I am going to do. I leave the draw to you to apply willy-nilly to any situation you like, or read it in the abstract; whatever lifts your skirt! I ask the Cosmos today to give us ALL a bit of lead in the leash we keep on ourselves. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!                            (I include here the legend of Set, who is identified as Typhon (Greek name) from Wikipedia. There are much better online versions recounting the drama, but like all articles of faith it is best to get the summary from an agnostic. LOL.) 
                                                          The Legend of Set/Typhon                     “In the mythology of Heliopolis, Set was born of the sky goddess Nut and the earth god Geb. Set's sister and wife was Nephthys. Nut and Geb also produced another two children who became husband and wife: the divine Osiris and Isis, whose son was Horus. The myth of Set's conflict with Horus, Osiris, and Isis appears in many Egyptian sources, including the Pyramid Texts, the Coffin Texts, the Shabaka Stone, inscriptions on the walls of the temple of Horus at Edfu, and various papyrus sources. The Chester Beatty Papyrus No. 1 contains the legend known as The Contendings of Horus and Set. Classical authors also recorded the story, notably Plutarch's De Iside et Osiride. These myths generally portray Osiris as a wise lord, king, and bringer of civilization, happily married to his sister, Isis. Set was envious of his brother, and he killed and dismembered Osiris. Isis reassembled Osiris' corpse and embalmed him. As the archetypal mummy, Osiris reigned over the afterworld as a king among deserving spirits of the dead. Osiris' son Horus was conceived by Isis with Osiris' corpse. Horus naturally became the enemy of Set, and had many battles against Set for the kingship of Egypt. During these battles, Set was associated with Upper Egypt while Horus became Lower Egypt's patron. According to Papyrus Chester-Beatty I, Set is depicted as trying to prove his dominance by seducing Horus and then having intercourse with him. However, Horus places his hand between his thighs and catches Set's semen, then subsequently throws it in the river, so that he may not be said to have been inseminated by Set. Horus then deliberately spreads his own semen on some lettuce, which was Set's favorite food. After Set had eaten the lettuce, they went to the gods to try to settle the argument over the rule of Egypt. The gods first listened to Set's claim of dominance over Horus, and call his semen forth, but it answered from the river, invalidating his claim. Then, the gods listened to Horus' claim of having dominated Set, and call his semen forth, and it answered from inside Set. However, Set still refused to relent, and the other gods were getting tired from over eighty years of fighting and challenges. Horus and Set challenged each other to a boat race, where they each raced in a boat made of stone. Horus and Set agreed, and the race started. But Horus had an edge: his boat was made of wood painted to resemble stone, rather than true stone. Set's boat, being made of heavy stone, sank, but Horus's did not. Horus then won the race, and Set stepped down and officially gave Horus the throne of Egypt. But after the New Kingdom, Set still was considered Lord of the desert and its oases. The same myth was also described in the prognosis texts of the Calendar of Lucky and Unlucky Days of papyrus Cairo 86637, where the actions of Set were connected to the phases of the Moon.” 

Good morning and Welcome! to The Fool’s Tarot for 20May2017. Today’s deck is the *Tarocchi Della Luna Nuova* by Maria Teresa Monti, deceased in 1991 (G. Berti, dir.) The cards are beautiful, large with the figures on black, this popping out the image. Quite beautiful, art-y cards of a personal style, yet in keeping with Tarot basics and structure. I love reading with them, although to be honest, you DO have to push the Intuition a bit when using them. There were only 300 copies of this deck ever printed, so if you have the opportunity somehow to obtain one, SNAP IT UP. Onward and Upward! Today’s draw is: Sulfur = VIII Justice; Mercury = I the Magus, and Salt = the Queen of Cups. After I turned the 2nd card, I thought, “Well, the Catalyst better be a Cup, or today isn’t going to go well.” Sure enough, Aphrodite herself showed up, holding the vase, symbol of femininity and fertility, as well as being an “ostensoir” for her all-embracing love and understanding. “Aha!” I posited, “I thought so. So, let’s see what this curious trio has to ‘say’ to me today.” I’m not going to go esoteric & technical today, this deck doesn’t encourage it. On the other claw, it DOES involve ratiocination. (If one posits “this, that, and the other thing,” involving one’s faculty of logical reasoning, one should arrive at A + B X C = D, where D is my reading & its explication.) 
I’m not so wonderful at playing a kind of Professor Peabody or Mr. Spock, so instead I perform the other recommended action for this Tarot; I “contemplate” the whole and synthesize the result. Sounds exactly like what a reader does anyway, doesn’t it? Well, yes; here, however, one throws a lot of one’s “pre-learned rote knowledge” about the cards and let your head roam. As in this from Aeclectic’s Bonnie Cehovet, (a tried & true friend, BTW ;) “It is good in each of these cards to allow yourself to simply ‘take in’ the imagery, as opposed to looking for the esoteric symbolism. “SO, bearing that in mind and heart, let’s take a look. Hmmm, well, Master Animus is off visiting VIII Justice, an old family friend. Not only do I have a special “thang” for her, (because I believe that I am, by Nature, a very unjust person, I have cultivated her friendship and opinion for many decades in various forms, to remedy that.) Besides my “thing” for Ma’at (I have a “thang” for all winged people! grin,) the visit isn’t surprising in and of itself. What DOES surprise me is the timing of it – Why now? I’m not really anywhere near Arcanum VIII at the moment on my Journey, therefore this must be a temporary interruption to advise me that there is going to be a surprise issue today involving a need for me to activate my inner avatar of “Justice.” Hmmm. On the other side of the stream little Missy Anima has lugged along all of our props to set up an “al fresco” altar, and is running through her warm-up for a materialization she is about to manifest. So, what are we dealing with? It seems to be question or issue involving deep sentiments, mine, hers or ours. I’m a BIG fan of Aphrodite, even more of her “original,” Isis, goddess of so MANY things in Egyptian mythology? 
Normally one addresses her as “The Great Goddess, Queen of Heaven and Mistress of Magic, Thrice-Blessed Holy Isis;” not exactly something that rolls unconsciously off the tongue, but quite beautiful nevertheless. I have devotions of a personal nature with several of the Egyptian deities, in the sense that I consider ALL deities to be simply representative of the countless faces of the Living God. When I commune with Amun-Ra, I am doing the same with YHWH, Allah, the Aten, etc. Islam states that Allah has 99 names; I would amend that to “Myriad.” According to which mythological branch you follow in Egyptian theology, there was always an original, come-from-the-ocean-of-Chaos, creator deity. In the most ancient, and popular god-based creation myth, Atum is that deity, and upon reflection, he created a “vehicle” for himself, Ra. Then they merged, and fought the great serpent of the Void, Apep. Etc., etc., etc. So here I am, seeking Justice by Magic and knowledge of the material realm, and the cooperation of the Elements (Animus & Anima AKA Sulfur & Mercury,) through the power of understanding, compassion and love that the Queen symbolizes, to me. Her vase, her flower, her tree of hearts, and her rather stern, aged, experienced yet strong & oddly, impersonally, compassionate face speak of the world of emotional experience to me. It’s in the eyes, folks, in the eyes; and not just as represented on the card. Imagine Aphrodite/the Goddess of Love/ Your Goddess of Love standing in front of you, with that wide-open, non-judgmental gaze and the symbol of the Emotional/Intuitive Realm in her hands, and you are staring straight into her eyes. How do you feel? Do it, really; take a minute, relax, breathe deeply but normally and focus your attention on the black screen in front of your closed eyes. Now, image a small triangle of white lines beginning to form in the dark, slowly growing brighter like neon tubing. Finally, you have it clearly in focus. Now, image that “your” Goddess of Love walks in from “stage left,” and turns to face you, in this hieratic position. Now, analyze your feelings as you gaze into her eyes, and then write down how you felt. Then, if you are so moved, do a reading about it. You might learn a LOT, you might learn a little, but you’ll find that you’ve learned “something.”  I ask the Cosmos to grant us ALL the talent of loving cooperation today. Be Well, Be Zen, Be Blessed!!