Easter is a time of hope. It therefore seems the perfect moment to explore the riveting survival tale of the Jewish man who tattoed prisoners at the Auschwitz concentration camp during World War 2. His story has not come to light until now because of the incredible guilt he carried about what he was forced to do to his fellow prisoners.
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.
There’s a numerological formula you can use to work out your Tarot Card of the Year. This card represents the type of experiences you can expect to have during that year. I’ve been using the formula for so long I can’t remember where I learnt this trick, but I find it quite reliable.
The formula gives you a number that correlates with one of the Life Lesson aka Major Arcana cards. Because of the way it works each following year you shift into the subsequent Life Lesson card e.g. If your Tarot Year Card in 2017 was The Empress, in 2018 it will be The Emperor. However, at the turn of each decade or century, you will be sent to a different part of the Major Arcana, and begin a new cycle.
I finally got around to watching Westworld. Despite many recommendations from friends, I didn’t like it’s misogynistic overtones. Of course, once I started, I couldn’t stop. Which doesn’t mean it was perfect.
Here are my many thoughts on the Tarot of Westworld.
I read an interesting article today entitled ‘Stop Being a Butthole Wife’. It was written by a woman who realised after she was widowed how nagging had damaged her relationship with her husband. You can read the original article here: http://herviewfromhome.com/stop-being-a-butthole-wife/
Of course, being a butthole cuts both ways. You can be a butthole husband as much as a butthole wife. How? By focussing your attention on the small faults that upset you, rather than the overall awesomeness that made you choose that partner in the first place.
There have been a high number of fatalities on the road over the holiday period in Australia this year. Which is just awful. So much loss, so much grief. So tragic that those who set out with such high hopes for the holiday season ended up suffering so much.