Spiritual practice will not eliminate negative emotions. Emotions are part of the palette of life, part of the way consciousness moves. Not only can’t you get rid of them, but you’d feel empty and impoverished if you did. Practice can change your relationship to emotions, so that instead of being swamped by certain feeling states, you can hold them, contain them, see into their essence, and ultimately, use emotions in the service of your liberation.
I read this on Mystic Medusa’s blog today and immediately thought: Hells to the yeah! Too many peeps confuse being a spiritual person with being a good person. Imo they are not the same thing and you can see this clearly in Life Lessons Tarot (aka the Major Arcana).
The Empress card is about nurturing and the opposite of nurturing is neglect. So it figures that neglect would be one of the meanings of The Empress Reversed. I feel like I’ve been neglecting you dear Teaclubbers by not writing more often on this blog. Yes, it’s easier for me to write posts in one hit. But this blog isn’t just about me. One of the things I’ve learnt about writing in the last year is that you need to write to suit your audience. Not yourself. So I’m going to try to blog more often. Maybe do shorter hits. I’m still tweaking this blog, working out how to make it zing. Please let me know what works best for you. Cheers!
I’m having a fat day. As a rule I don’t have them often and it doesn’t worry me too much as the feeling will pass, but it puts me in mind of The Empress card. She rules indulgence. Lazy days. Enjoying your favourite foods. Lying out in the sun for hours on end trolling through crap magazines or the internet on your iPhone. Sometimes she can go a bit too far. Too much chocolate, not enough exercise (cough cough that could be me) and before you know it the scales have crept up a notch or two. Next thing The Emperor card will be popping up in your readings signaling that’s it time to get some self-discipline into your daily routine.
As I was plucking hairs out of my chin in my car the other day (Too much information? Ah middle age, it’s sooo much fun) it occurred to me that right across the city there were probably hundreds if not thousands of women doing exactly the same thing while their cars were idling at stoplights: Applying eyeshadow or lipstick, checking their make-up in the mirror, maybe brushing their hair. And it’s not only women grooming themselves on the go. Men have been getting in on the act too. I’ve heard of people doing all sorts of things in their cars on the way to work: Eating bowls of cereal, even shaving (not sure how???) And of course when people aren’t grooming themselves they’re talking on the phone or texting. Cars are so comfy these days it’s easy to forget you’re driving a potentially dangerous machine especially in gridlocked traffic. And multi-tasking in the car saves time at either end of the drive.
I’m filing this phenomenon under two cards. The Empress because she likes to look her best and is quite body focused. The Chariot because not only am I talking about an activity taking place inside a car (i.e. a metal chariot) but it’s also an activity done to improve your chances of social success.
Do you groom yourself in the car? Come on. ‘Fess up.