Four of Swords

strongly intended time out

In this protective environment, one may gain the sense of non-attachment necessary if the personality is not to feel lonely or abandoned.  -motherpeace

"The authentic self is the soul made visible."
~Sarah Ban Breathnach 

"People are hung sometimes for speaking the truth." 

~Joan of Arc 1412-1431

"Rest is for the weary, sleep is for the dead."  
~Doctor Who

 

rhyme over reason over rhyme over reason

Four of Cups

-julia wolfson

The four of cups represents a time for getting clear, refining things down to simple truth.  Feelings are hurt. Things don't feel quite right so, it's time to figure out what's wrong and change it.  The personality needs to strip itself bare and undergo a cleansing.  The figure has turned her back on us in a temporary rejection of help from others--her work must be done alone.

 

ISOLATION

The water from the river that flows into the ocean will be her helpmeet.  Carefully, she steps into the cold stream and begins to wade across, letting the current wash her clean and revitalize her emotionally.  Perhaps when the figure has completed her ritual, she will lie on the warm sand and imagine new possibilities.

She has entered a time of uncertainty, like the place where the river and the ocean meet, where fresh waters swirl into the salt.  This time can be used for re-evaluation of life and relationships.  If there are tears, they can fall unseen into the water, allowing a free flow of feelings that will heal all wounds.

-motherpeace

 

 "full of themselves"

Dreaming up new and exciting conquests is sort of like dreaming up new and fantastic animals...

...Activities that demand discipline and endurance, such as exercise or meditation, may turn out to be the key to silencing those hissing, preening doubts, one beak at a time.

-arcanalogue

I have lost; what is your world to me?

The Four of Cups is never satisfied...it has discovered form, and water has no shape other than that of the vessel it is poured into; and water moves in cycles, and cannot be kept in one place forever.

Fours of Cups differ, but tend to have three full vessels and one empty one - sometimes poured away, sometimes thirsting to be filled. No form can hold the entirety of your feelings and language. Write a poem, and you have a vessel, but you can only hope that this vessel can hold your feelings - perhaps by tomorrow, or by the time you show the poem to your friend, it will be empty again.

This card is discontent, clearly because it does not appreciate its full glasses, or the boundless flow which has filled them and will fill them again. There was a time when I was 'well, duh' about this card's situation, thinking it should just turn to the river, but...loss is loss. This card is mourning - for some feeling put into a form which has now shattered. Or perhaps for a glass crafted with such care, never to be filled.

There are layers of lessons here, but there is a time to disregard all of them. Yes, be grateful for what you have. Yes, trust the world to give you more and more to feel, to say, to express, to love. Yes, you shouldn't obsess over what you don't have, or no longer have. But damnit, there's a time for this. It is a moment when, because your words and feelings have taken form, you find there's not enough, or that what may be brought by the rushing river is nothing compared to what you have lost. Yeah, I'm sure you can be a super-aware thing and see what is in each glass as non-individual, as simply water this water in this cup, but the world is not like that; we have, we hold, and we lose, because cups break and water flows away.



Water is tears.
Given time and attention, confusion will sort itself out and clarity will return.

-motherpeace tarot

Two of Wands

"Designing and implementing a strategy for change is a waste of time until you have discovered and embraced the current reality."

~Andy Stanley 1958-

...signifies the harnessing of one's personal power...
...the receiving part of the personality is open to learning...
...the active part of the personality is demonstrative...
...the dream vision is intuition awakening, a form of fire that precedes verbal communication...
...the personality may have flashes of insight or understanding of what it is capable of doing....

-motherpeace

...Mind can accept any boundary anywhere. But the reality is that, by its very nature, existence cannot have any boundary, because what will be beyond the boundary? --again another sky.
Don't be content easily. Those who remain content easily remain small...this smallness is your own imposition upon your freedom...

-osho

Ace of Cups

THE VESSEL AND THE CUP
from a Hasidic story


What cup knows the distress
of the large vessel, knows
any more than two inches
of the purple? For the cup
everything that fills up
is equal--the little jug,
the pot, the large vessel.
Beyond its own meniscus
nothing's knowable for a cup.
But the vessel wishes
one something
could use it up.

-Kay Ryan

Offering
the Root of
the Powers of Water

( ( ( g o i n g w i t h t h e f l o w ) ) )

After the grace in the dive, a gentle landing is assured, a friendly welcome from the depths of the unconscious. -motherpeace

...prominent emanations of energy
spanning out in a web of connectivity.

I drink in the evening. I drink in the sky.

My heart swells, vast and great as Heaven Herself.

She fills my soul. She feeds my dreams.

And I believe.

-crone

The silver cup is the vessel,
the chalice, the grail....
It promises a joyous experience of letting go into unconditional love,
the spaciousness of the open heart.
-motherpeace

...the movement of water always moves towards depth, it always searches for the lowest ground.
It is non-ambitious; it never hankers to be first, it wants to be last.

-lao tzu

Hermit

-William Blake: Hecate, 1795

"Be a light unto yourself"
-osho zen

"We hear the call of our wild. We play games to end their games. Those who have been called bitches bark; pussies purr; cows moo; old bats squeal; squirrels chatter; nags whinny; chicks chirp; cats growl; old crows speech. Foxy ladies chase clucking biddies around in circles. The play is part of our work of unweaving and of our weaving work. It whirls us into another frame of reference. We use the visitation of demons to come more deeply into touch with our own powers/virtues. Unweaving their deceptions, we name our Truth." -hag

"My patroness is the Goddess Hecate, goddess of the crossroads on cold, windy nights when things go suddenly liminal and change is already flowing across the boundary between what couldn't be and what might become. She comes with her several-headed dogs, who look in all directions and She shows up, unafraid, I like to think, but afraid or unafraid, She shows up, and She midwifes both what's being born and what's dying. She stands there, where you have to choose, or where you have to admit that the choice has been made for you, and where two roads diverge in the wood and you, you'll take either the smooth one or the one less traveled by -- and that will make all the difference."
-hecate blog

I Walk Among Others

I Walk Alone

I Look at Life

I Need Knowledge

Of the Inside Out

-crone

Seven of Wands

I can relax and be.










"Holding her position, she tells the truth as she sees it"

~Significant Communication~

"This is a debate, an open verbal exchange. The energy here makes for sexual exchange or heated debate. There is an underlying feeling of deep purpose--this is not light or superficial interchange, but significant communication."

"One of them confronts her quite directly, holding her wand of power aloft"

5 of Cups

what are you carrying around on your head?

treasured boxes opening one by one
all at once
teeming things
reams and reams of dreams it seams

stars

still

show


watch out,


look up!

tip tip tip t i p t o e


s t a m p e r


gumbooted through

wet leaf muck

hope

Moon

“There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; There is nothing you can think that is not the moon.”

-Matsuo Basho

~ p a s t l i v e s ~



d r e a m life o p e n ing




(w r i t e about this when you w a k e u p )




(((going in and coming out again)))

"If you get the moon in a reading, there is nothing to do but yield to the feelings.
If you try to figure out things intellectually, you will fail."~mp

The Crone Speaks:


"I am the Queen of Ghosts

I am the path you did not follow
I am your unborn children


I live in your dreams
I am the nightmare you sweat and long for

Let me carry you away
To another world"

3 of Cups

Félix Vallotton, Three Bathers, 1894, Woodcut on beige wove paper

you are water
I’m water
we’re all water in different containers
that’s why it’s so easy to meet
someday we’ll evaporate together

but even after the water’s gone
we’ll probably point out to the containers
and say, “that’s me there, that one.”
we’re container minders

~yoko ono









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COMMUNION

We are One.
And we are more.
She is the One,
and I am One
because of Her.
















in the river

with the pegasus
(child of medusa)
touchdown yoursweet brim to
my lips
drenched from your
horse s w e l l t e r i n g

you are a willow goddess
as witness to our
pleasure trips

can't deny the blue sky

b l i s s ed

"The Three of Cups has intent - they're never figures thrown together at random, or in conflict, as in many other cards; they have decided to dance together as one, and raise their chalices together. The figures are usually all female, and the card often hints at the purpose of the gathering, but neither of these things are fixed in stone; they flow in water, and may take any route to reach the sea.

This card is a reminder that it is party time if someone says it is party time. That's all it takes."

from taarot.blogspot

Priestess of Swords

"First learning then working, to the exclusion of friendship.
One minded and narrow, to a depth never seen.
A gulf holds me far from the mind of all others.
Confused where I fit in; somewhere in between."
~ Introspection, Adrian Flynn

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handsheld
inside the lines
well bound
covered eyes
sees inside
white sheets worn for protection
(for inflection)





I am allied to__________.




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held up long on the mountain
horizons over horizons


I can picture the snow where you are as
a soft cold canvas for stark shadows to lay upon



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"She is a writer, definitely a thinker......the Owl can be seen as her thoughts taking flight. On a higher level, the Owl represents the secret of shamanic flight and the potential for the soul to leave the body and take the form of an animal to travel to other realms. The nocturnal Owl suggests the wisdom of the dream world and the collective unconscious. Being the bird of Athene and also of Medusa, the Owl symbolizes healing power as well as the ability to fight for one's life when necessary." -vicki noble




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"Imagination abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters: united with her, she is the mother of the arts and the source of their wonders."
"La fantasia abandonada de la razon, produce monstruos impossibles: unida con ella, es madre de las artes y origen de sus marabillas."

-Francisco de Goya from Capichos