I was lucky enough to see Ed Sheeran in concert the other night, with the added bonus of one of my favourite Australian musical acts, Missy Higgins, thrown in. I bought the ticket a couple of hours beforehand on impulse. It was a beautiful Melbourne day, the concert had been getting rave reviews, and I have a soft spot for Missy (even more than Ed).
This led me to wonder about the Tarot of a Music Concert.
My latest television obsession is a Netflix program called ‘Grace and Frankie’.
I don’t know why I enjoy this show so much. I’m not really a series kind-of girl. I prefer my television short and sharp, like mini-series or movies. In a long-term drama character development can often stop making sense in an effort to maintain the excitement.
But I like this one. Maybe because it’s a bit like a middle-age Friends. I enjoy watching the characters negotiate the little everyday challenges that can be thrown your way later on in life.
My air conditioner’s broken and it’s 39 degrees outside. Tomorrow it’s going to be 42. Luckily I have a lovely air-conditioner mechanic who’s going to pop by in the morning to give the pipes a squiz. In the meantime I get an instant sweat lodge which’ll give me a thorough New Year’s detox. Oh yay!
Even though the cavalry is on its way, I still feel panicky at the thought of having to sweat my way through the next 24 hours. It’s made me ponder the Tarot of First World Problems… Continue reading →
I’ve just finished reading Marian Keyes’ novel ‘The Break’. Most peeps who like to write like to read. And I am no exception. It’s always a bit of fun to investigate the Tarot of everyday life. So let’s dive deep into the Tarot of ‘The Break’. No spoilers, I promise. Continue reading →
It took a few weeks for me to feel the New Year’s vibe this year. Usually I rock a solid introvert theme on this night. I stay home and reflect on the year ahead. Maybe do a Tarot spread if I’m feeling that way inclined. But for the first time ever I went down to my hometown’s waterfront and watched the pretty lights explode. I’ve lived here for over 20 years so I figured I should join the mainstream at least once. And this year was it. My brain was still fried from 2017 overload so I wasn’t in a reflecting kinda zone anyways.
Most of the time some kind of motto or plan about the year ahead comes to me in advance, which I then focus on manifesting during New Year’s Eve. Obs that didn’t happen this year. Rather, a thought has slowly crystallised over the last week or so (better late than never!) And it’s this: Evolution rather than revolution.
A nudge is a little push. Animals nudge their young to steer them in the right direction. And now behavioural scientists are suggesting parents use this strategy as well, to steer their young in the right direction.