A Trail Through the Murk

The pleasant shifts in the air I felt a couple weeks ago seem to have fled in recent days. Quite patient until now, today I’m tired of pandemic precautions. Longing for travel. Tired of winter. Maybe I am undone because the vaccine and the increasing sunlight...

The Crone and the Master Speak

National events distracted me today from my usual blog subject matter. So I sought guidance from the tarot. Specifically, I wanted to hear from the Tarot of the Crone, because the Crone’s voice feels ancient, female, earthy– a no-nonsense truth-teller. And from...

A Visual Stroll

    I’m feeling tired and oddly amorphous these days. Coherent thought, linear planning—even “soft” planning—is elusive. I’m trying to be patient as I dance with physical challenges and house clearing that feels endless. Yet most of the time I also feel...

Brain Jam, Spilled Emotion and a Butterfly

Joy is the gift of love. Grief is the price of love. Anger protects that which is loved. And when we think we have reached our limit, wonder is the act that returns us to love.                                                    Valarie Kaur, See No Stranger   My...

Advice from the Cards

Seldom is tarot a subject of this blog, but today, as we enter our third month of pandemic, I felt it was time to find out what advice the tarot has for us right now. So I composed questions, opened my intuitive doorway, and let my hand choose cards from within my...