Throwback Thursday: Tarot’s Holy Book Part 2

I’ve written before about how Tarot contains a holy book that charts the journey of a human soul through all the stages and experiences of life. I call these cards Life Lessons Tarot. But they’re better known as the Major Arcana.

These lessons are divided into three parts. We’ve already looked at the first part: Childhood. The second part covers adulthood. As follows… Continue reading

The Hanged Man: Stuck In The Circumlocution Office

The Hanged Man

I spent the better part of this afternoon in a government office trying to get some paperwork sorted out. Talk about feeling like I was stuck in The Hanged Man. The last two times I visited this department I had to wait 2 hours to be seen but I was assured that on this occasion because I had an appointment I wouldn’t have to wait at all (Cue: roaring laughter). I kept going back to the door bitch who controlled proceedings with her iPad to question what was taking so long and was constantly assured I was first priority. But first priority for what, I wondered. Maybe I was first in line in a queue going nowhere. Charles Dickens had a wonderful name for government departments where you go round in circles wrapped up in red tape. He called it the Circumlocution Office.

The Hanged Man is characterised by the following qualities: Waiting (tick.) Feeling outside of time (That would be me and my fellow citizens watching the world go by while we sat in hard chairs for hours on end, tick.) Making sacrifices (That would be the afternoon I took off work, tick.) Letting go of expectations (Yep, I hit that mark after an hour and a half, tick.) Things suddenly clicking into place out of nowhere (That would be me finally seeing someone after I’d given up hope, tick.)

Have you ever been stuck in The Circumlocution Office?

Throwback Thursday: The Holy Book Of Tarot

I’ve decided to dedicate Thursdays to re-running old posts. Maybe mashed up together or with new information thrown in. Because there are some Tarot stories that deserve to be retold. Because I want to refocus on central themes from time to time. Today is one of those occasions.

One of the reasons I love Tarot cards so much is that they’re deeply meaningful. In particular the group of cards commonly known as The Major Arcana. I refer to them as Life Lessons Tarot because together they read like a book about the core life experiences of a human being. For me this is Tarot’s Holy Book. I’ve divided it up into three volumes and a prologue.

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The Tarot Of Why My Holidays Have Not Lived Up to My Expectations (Do You Know That Feeling?)

I don’t know about you but my Christmas holiday this year has not lived up to my expectations. It’s probably normal. You’re probably nodding your head right now, thinking, I hear you sister. Some of you at least. Holidays are unreliable like that, aren’t they? No matter how much planning you put into them you never know for sure how they’re gonna turn out. Makes me think of this card…

The Wheel Of Fortune

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Death In Its Infinite Variety

My thoughts today are with the families and friends of those who have passed away during  the once-in-a-lifetime weather event happening along the U.S. east coast. So I thought I’d explore different types of death Tarot style. Keeping in mind that the Death card doesn’t always mean someone is going to die. Far from it. But sometimes it does. Death during a freak event such as Hurricane Sandy would be represented as follows:

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Fifty Shades Of Tarot

50 ShadesI know, I know. This blog’s title is a shameless ploy to hop on someone else’s gravy train, isn’t it? Well why not I say! It’s true. And I’m not talking about Tarot as a whole, no siree, it’s bigger than that. Every single card has about 50 different shades, 50 different versions of what it means. So my blog title may be shameless but it’s also appropriate.

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Hanging around with The Hanged Man

The Hanged Man

The Hanged Man doesn’t look comfortable does he? And yet even though he is twisted up in knots he doesn’t seem too bothered by the strange position he finds himself in. There is no struggle, more like resignation. If anything, he looks like he is away with the pixies, meditating maybe. (Might be all that blood rushing to his head!)

There is a myth associated with The Hanged Man. Continue reading