Good Morning and Welcome! To The Fool’s Tarot for 26/01/2018; the deck today is my favorite Egyptian deck, *Egipcios Kier Tarot* by J. Iglesias Janeiro, along with his “accompanying” book, “La Cabala de Predicción” (by J. Iglesias Janeiro; Kier, Buenos Aires, 1984.) Wonderful, wonderful deck, and if you can find a copy for under $400.00, it would be rare. I do so hope that a reedition will be published someday soon. Remember, this deck has no suits and no Court cards, just the Major Arcana and then 56 numbered cards. For the kind of draw I am using now, it is ideal; neither Animus nor Anima can “pull royal status on the other.” Onward and Upward! My draw for today is as follows: A) Guiding Arcanum = XVI the Obelisk; B) Animus = #53 Hostility; C) Anima = #73 Love and Desire, and my oracular card of the day, from C. Marchetti’s
*Oracle of Visions*, is #38 Inner Peace/An Instant in Time. When the cards are first turned, one has to admit it looks a bit forbidding, eh? Grin. Yet, I like this spread, I really do, because I believe it represents what is going on at this very moment in my life. A) XVI the Tower; I didn’t’ expect to like physical rehab, please don’t misunderstand me. I do NOT look forward with pleasure to making myself “suffer” 2X-a-week. However, I am starting to actually appreciate the value of it. I look forward to the morning walk, a 45-60 minute walk outside, in that brisk winter morning air, and then on Tuesdays, I like the following ‘aquaerobics’ workout for an hour. However, the two sessions a week of actual gym-equipment-style exercise and isometric exercises is worse than old, it is prehistoric. However, as I am constantly being reminded, XIV Temperance is ALWAYS the Word of the Day when it’s Phys-Rehab day. Shut your mouth and do as you are advised, Mr. Raisinlungs.” Grin. So yes, an unexpected event has raised my “faulty construct” and prepared the ground for a new structure; a better approach to living as healthily as ©possible with what I still possess in the time I have left; the aliens promised me another 200 years, but I’m sure they were bullshitting me. LOL. Moving on, THIS one has me wondering at what level my mild dislike of the phys. rehab program is rankling me more profoundly than I care to admit? Granted, I COULD be just starting off the block in a ‘hostile’ mood, but “it jes’ ain’t true, Ma! It jes’ ain’t!” As I matter of fact, I was a bit “defenestrated” yesterday (not literally, of course –Grin!) when my appointment with the
“addictologue/tabacologiste” went completely bizarroïde. She starts off, of course, wondering how far I am STILL lost in Tobaccoland, and I tell her almost never anymore, because with an e-cigarette I’m in good electronic hands. Then she asks about marijuana, and I tell her that my closest friends here in Montpellier chipped in and gave me a Volcano® for Noël, which if you unfamiliar, is a LARGE vaporizer for the herb; MANY herbs, not just the one I prefer. So she scribbled on her chart, and asked, therefore, if the house was smoke-free. I had to admit no, my wife still smokes. She emphasized that the carbon monoxide from the combustion of cigarettes/joints is the killer, and that, if she will, my wife must now smoke outside of the house, NO exceptions. She has agreed to do so, hoping that the move will limit her consumption, as well. So, after that appointment, my “pre-pared defenses” were completely blown away with her final verdict; “So, if your wife can do that, then you are in a good place and I have nothing more to say.” That is about as close to hostility as I’ve been lately, and I didn’t even need it after all. Oh, I hate the exercise, too, but I’m doing it, aren’t I . . . Grin. Then . . . “Whoa, Silver, Whoa!! Tonto, tell me, can I be seeing what I’m seeing?? An elaborate Egyptian copulation in the middle of Death Valley?” “No, Kemosabe, you see falsely, once again. I tell you, Kemosabe, lay off the peyote!!” My Anima has REALLY gone far off into LaLaLand with this one –HAH! And while it surprises the
hell out of me, I must admit I am also hugely amused and rather proud of her for “doing her own thing.” “Arcanum 73: Love and Desire, as natural stimuli. It symbolizes the human virtue of owning the elements that give their owners delight. Modeling attribute: It is associated with the Sun, the letter P and the number 1. It represents the beginning of natural Science. Transcendent axiom: "Shuttle of my loom, weave the cloth that will shelter me". As a Prediction element, (it) promises illusions, ardent passion, attractions, ambitions, hopes for something that depends on the will of people of the opposite sex, unexpected goods, and danger of losing them by the interference of false friends.” (Ibid) Well, Harrumph!! Someone somebody is trying to steal or prevent my ultimate sexual fantasy from taking form and walking into my bedroom, eh?? Ha! Well, wait a second . . . you know, on second thought, take him. I can do better.” Great Big Grin; Yeah, folks, that really IS the way I feel, right now. I have finally taken the focus off of indulging my dick with delusions, thank Osiris!! (You may not realize the humor in that – read the Osirian myth.) At this point in this long battle back to some decent, un-equipment-supported style of life, “I jes’ ain’t worried about it, Pa.” Grin. It seems to be (Haha!) an easier toad to take to the same goal, n’est-ce pas? I ask the Cosmos to grant us ALL today some form of acknowledgement of our ability to adapt. Be Well! Be Zen. Be Blessed!!