~ Who or what regulates The Wheel? ~ Do the blind winds of Fate weave our destiny? ~Dad used to say, "That's how the cookie crumbles." Well, cookies are round usually.. ~ Roll with the changes. ~ Play the lottery every once and a while.. you never know when your winning number might come up. ~ Enjoy the high of your good fortune, because the Wheel may take a turn for the worse. But this too shall pass.
~ Twin flames burning bright... Fire and Air make a dynamic pair. ~ Bright red, like a consistently stoked ember. ~ Is he thinking about what the future might hold? ~ Self-contained thoughts held near the solar plexus. ~ In his mind, a clear picture of who he is and his place in the Universe. ~ Self-confidence, self-respect, strong will and empowerment his mighty sword. ~ Hot, dry winds blow across tall, jagged mountains. ~ The many suns of his discernment burn brightly for all to see.
~ Lush, green fields and a gently swirling stream. ~ Flow of creativity unbound. ~ Bare feet enhance her connection to Mother Earth. ~ Love flows gently from her dainty toes as she relishes in the feel of the cool grass beneath them. ~ The sweet smell of roses fill the air as they waft across the warm, fertile countryside. ~ Her emerald green crown emanates with the fertility that always seems to surround her. ~ Rich harvests abound. ~ Sheaves of golden wheat... a gift to all her children. ~ Plant seeds of Love. <3
Today's card from the Medieval Enchantment - Nigel Jackson Tarot is the Eight of Swords. Oddly enough I also pulled this card for a daily draw with my new Quantum Tarot that I acquired in a trade. My decks where in sync! Must have been all the crystals I had laying around on my desk at the time. :)
Eight of Swords (Jupiter in Gemini)
I'M TRAPPED HERE
~Too many self-limiting thoughts can make one believe that they are stuck or trapped in a no-win situation. ~Mentally paralyzed, afraid, precariously balanced, and indecisive. ~ Any which way you turn is full of potential pitfalls and painful, sharp obstacles you could stumble upon. ~ The way is not clear... blackness is the only thing to see, and your hands are tied tight. ~ Separate the swords and lay them all in a row... see the clear blue sky. ~Unlock the gate that keeps you from your dreams. ~ The blindfold will fall off... the ties that bind will dissolve. ~ Your thoughts are yours to command. ~Don't become a victim of them. ~You can get yourself out of this..
~A stormy sky with heavy, cracked clouds are all that can be seen by the one who stands in isolation, so she looks down at the valley below with unseeing eyes blinded by windswept hair. ~ Oppressive and broken like the feelings surging within. ~ A barren, rocky outcropping.. the only solid thing she has to stand upon. ~ Huddled and bent against an unforgiving wind, which blows only cold despair and loneliness. ~ Lush green hills and a warm, happy home below go unseen and ignored. ~ My cups are all empty... what's left for me now?
~A rest so profoundly deep that a person almost appears to become one with the earth upon which they lie so peacefully. ~All is in order and balanced here within that blissful safety zone. ~ Mental healing under a indigo sky lightly speckled with twinkling stars. ~ Cotton candy clouds as soft and comfortable as the generous pillows beneath a weary head. ~ Four stable corners and a center point stretched taunt... a gate in perfect balance above through which no one can enter. ~ All worldly needs by their side within easy reach should they be awakened. ~ Fresh air to breathe... the soulful song of crickets a most pleasant lullaby. <3
~Dignified and quietly introspective, she sits upon her moonlit throne in shades of indigo. ~All-seeing eyes the color of jewels line her royal cloak.. a loving gift from the companion who rests at her feet... they are there to remind her that, like the cycles of the moon.. all will be renewed in time. ~A pendant gracefully hanging from her necklace glints in the moonlight, and hints at secrets kept deep within. ~Gentle waves of the deep blue ocean rise and recede... in synchronicity with an age old rhythm that originates from the seat of our collective unconsciousness. ~She listens carefully, the many points on her headdress serving as finely tuned antennas to catch each nuance in the air surrounding her Holy presence. ~Words magically appear in The Book...
~Easily breezing along with the winds of communication... wherever they may blow. ~You are the messenger from afar. ~Clutched in your hand... important information leads the way... like the aiming of a bow with the arrow pointed towards it's mark. ~Eyes intently focused, you stay true to the path beneath your long outstretched legs and fleet-footed stride. ~Flaming hair and flared nostrils. ~Expanding lungs and hot fluid muscles. A cooling wind upon your skin. ~Time is of the essence. ~The Pony Express?
Since today is Valentine's Day, I deliberately picked out The Lovers from the Medieval Enchantment - Nigel Jackson Tarot. Seemed appropriate for today! <3 This is a picture I took of the card with my wedding band and engagement ring. :)
The Lovers (Gemini)
I CHOOSE
~Two young, strong trees stand straight and tall, rooted firmly in the ground. ~Divine intervention from above. ~ In your warm, safe, and loving embrace... my rose blossoms into the deep red of everlasting love. ~I feel like you have read my Book of Love.. peeked inside when I wasn't looking. ~Two small flowers spring forth at our feet.. We planted seeds of love in our garden, and now we tenderly watch them grow. ~I gaze into the wishing well after throwing in our two pennies. ~We stand together and look in.. our reflections showing us all the choices we have made together... with Love. <3
It's Tarot Time, which is an exercise I'll be doing daily for the next 78 days. Recently started as a group on facebook, I think this is going to be a great way to get to know a deck you might be unfamiliar with. The group simply prompts you take a card out of a deck that you'd like to get to know better, and spend thirty minutes with it. I received the Medieval Enchantment - Nigel Jackson Tarot for Christmas from the Tarot Santa, and it totally made my Christmas a pleasant experience. There wasn't any LWB with it, so it's a perfect fit for this exercise. Money was tight for us at that time due to the unexpected loss of our only vehicle. All the money in our savings account had been depleted in an attempt to save her from the Great Salvage Yard in the Sky (and the subsequent purchase of another vehicle). It was a lost cause. RIP, Luna, you were a GREAT car, and I miss you. <3 But I digress... back to Tarot. Today after the prompt I pulled The Tower (how appropriate considering that this was the card I keep repeatedly pulling during the above mentioned crisis). I took out my notebook, studied the card, and scratched a few things down.
The Tower (Mars)
I DESTROY
~Fiery Eye. ~Castles made of sand. ~Am I going up or coming down? ~Thick, ominous clouds the color of fresh bruises fill a crowded sky. ~Sharp, jagged teeth stretch painfully towards the Heavens. ~A doorway to confusion, disillusion and doom beckons innocently. ~The heat of the Sun Eye feels like it could turn The Tower to glass. ~One incorrect step on the convoluted inclines could shatter it suddenly.. to lie in a thousand broken shards at my feet... while everything I thought I had, I thought I knew... bleeds away as effortlessly as water through a sieve.. only to disappear into the spaces between the heated stone tiles beneath my back. ~I could really use a drink of clear, cold water with a pinch of sea salt in it right about now.... and a gentle breeze to dry my sweat-soaked brow.
