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Self-inflicted, Plus a Great Draw.

   We all know the story of me and my tattoos now, but did I mention, during all of that, how much I really, really dislike pain?!  I can’t stand the sound his machine makes, I can’t abide the scraping feel of the needle, I can barely stay in the damn chair.  And it’s a very comfortable chair too.  Ack.  I love my ink, I just hate the pain.

   Today I got a touch-up.  Nothing new, Wulff guarantees his work for life, and he’s very picky about when something looks “off” to him.  He would be stabbing me constantly if I let him.  I just won’t let him.  Faded or blurry does not bother me, the agony of his work bothers me.

   The pool is closed for a week, annual cleaning, so I’m out of the water.  (Yes, they did raise enough money to stay open through the end of this year.)  My swimmy/exercisey class is the only reason I’m not all bleedy all the time.  He’d have me in there, perfecting every little thing, if I wasn’t so dedicated to my class.  (Okay, dedicated is the wrong word, but I need to do something that involves movement, or I’d never get to eat frosting.)  (Flipping the pages of a library book does not burn as many calories as one would think.  I know.  I was disappointed as well.)

   We have arrived back at my “working” deck in our travels around the card altar.

      10 of Pentacles

   This is one of my all time favorites, and not just because it features a kindly grandfather type.  But because Pentacles are the source of monetary wealth.  In the poker deck they turned into diamonds, also signifying something of worth.  They are all about matter, something you can hold in your hand, trade for something else, or buy and sell.

    Ten is a number which shows up when we are in the process of change, cycles ending and beginning.  Very much like our recent run of rebirth cards, this one is showing us that what we have needed for so long, what we are seeking in the physical sense, has arrived. 

  I call it one of the Happily Ever After cards.  It shows a joyful family situation in addition to the prosperous overtones.  It’s most basic meaning is that of a positive domestic situation.

Oh, and I saw a car from Tennessee today.  I have maybe seen one other of those in years.  (There are so many things wrong with that last sentence, too bad, my arm hurts.)

Whew! We didn’t get Towered.

   I commented back to Sarah last night that I was concerned about us getting The Tower next, what with all this rising from the ashes and transitioning all over the damn place (and Mercury being so retrograde on my ass).  But we got a good draw, to continue this mostly positive tour around our table.  I did have a strange and disturbing dream though.  That always bothers me.  In this case because it caused me to worry about folks I can’t get a hold of, and then I can’t confirm news good or bad.  And like many people who tune in, I don’t do at all well with my own shit.  Sylvia Browne once said that if you lost your purse, she could tell you exactly where it was.  If she lost hers, she’d have to buy another one and replace all her credit cards, because it would never be found. 

    We have arrived at the deck I use for customer and family readings.  The vibrancy of these illustrations speak to me, and yet there is that ancient quality of the renditions being so true to the Rider-Waite originals.

   Not a great photo today, sorry about that.  But it’s The Fool, the first of the Major Arcana.  When I learned about reading the cards, my teacher had us live with them for a week.  Carry one around, sleep with it under our pillow, prop it up on the dashboard of our car.  Since this is the beginning of a similar cycle it is very fitting for that “leave the old behind” theme we’ve had lately.

    This card can have a negative feeling sometimes, in that we need to be careful about frivolity.  But I have always thought of it more along the lines of freedom and joy.  The main character is lively and so happy in his/her innocence.  For our purposes it’s more about the positive attitude we should be holding close as we begin these new journeys and prospects on the road ahead.

   The little dog represents what is called “the monkey mind” in some traditions.  It is also refered to as our subconscious, or that little voice in the back of our heads.  In the picture it is an alert to be careful, don’t step off the edge, don’t go head-long without heeding where we walk.  I like the balance of the two, paying attention but keeping the child-like quality of fun in our upcoming adventures.