Tag: tarot

  • Ego

    Ego

    I’ve always been intrigued by the devil. Not in the new age Christian idea of an eternal evil, but the idea to ask “why?” The push to break chains, it’s only natural, is it not? Kali is the destroyer of illusion, the breaker of ego. This feels more devil to me than Satan’s prince of darkness. Was Lucifer not the light bringer, the morning star?

    Choosing women who held dominion/power in patriarchal systems, I want to mix up the cultural influences. How can I overlook Catherine the Great? Usurping her husband to not only expand upon, but stabilize and codify her power in a time when it was still being debated if women needed an education. Peter the Great was the blueprint, but Catherine outgrew the system. Self-image is everything, ladies.

    A revelation arrives. Radical honesty. I’m asked to see myself clearly and then decide whether I will answer the call or retreat back into sleep. Respect. Judgment is not about punishment. RuPaul is not a gavel, but a summons; blasting off like a trumpet. If Death is the ending of a chapter, Judgment is the realization of what that chapter meant.

    How to follow up Ru? With a force of nature as hot as she is! Volcanic eruption represents sudden upheaval, destruction, and transformation. Lightning symbolizes divine insight. Proud Pele is giving major Tower energy.

    I find myself in the interest of inclusion, there has to be a feminist masculine. Gaius Musonius Rufus comes into view. His style reminds me of another great who met sexism where it lived, Ruth Bader Ginsberg. Using the vain language of the day to speak to his contemporaries, his lectures called out educational bias without holding back. Paraphrasing: If it makes for a better son, why not a better daughter? I rather like the idea of Musonius doing “women’s work”. Some soul food for you, dearie.

    Ahhh, now we have the World card. The conduit that the planes flow through; wholeness that requires participation, a blur of artist and viewer. Yoko Ono may seem like a controversial choice, but as the mirror suggests, it says more about us than her. No arrogance here, simply the infusion of life and art into one.

    Character is defined by our hardest moments. Sure. Confidence can lead the way, but only action seals the deal. It’s my selfish desire to know the why and how that guides me. My unconscious mind is waiting to be woken.

  • Madness

    Madness

    Seeing a new therapist. It’s been enlightening in its own gentle ways. I’m always grateful for a perspective change. I’ve never had a male therapist before and already I’m getting somewhere with the usual suspects in my melancholy mind. In the early morning, I catch a view that stops my madness completely and lets me just enjoy the dappled silence.

    Still manically working on the tarot series. It’s been a while since I’ve had a big project and I’m excited for the experience. It’s time for the Princess of class, Audrey Hepburn to take her throne as the Moon.

    When it came time to do The Sun card, something snuck up on me; Inclusion isn’t ageist. Thinking back to the joys of watching her movies, Shirley Temple has made a mark not only on generations, but for generations. While the Depression raged, she was Spring amongst the endless struggle of poverty and despair. She was a beacon of childhood happiness, what could be and what innocence should be.

    World news is trying to bog down my sunlight. Listening to the Davos meeting is worse than lectures. My head hurts listening to Muskfish. My heart hurts listening to his ex-bestie. What does the Chairman of the aboard of Peace do? Graciously removing* force from the 2026 Bingo card (*for now).

    Derangement is a word used often by people who don’t hear themselves. I’m consumed by the dementia. I don’t recognize the people in the room, but know I’m irritated by who they pretend to be.

    Maybe this new therapist can help with the claustrophobic anxiety. This nonsense can only get more absurd from here, but I’m always looking for stable ground. In the least, an island of rationality.

  • Tarot Making

    Tarot Making

    As a side project, I’ve started making the beginning stages of a deck of tarot cards. It’s themed with feminism, but without the extremist radicalism. Both mythical and real, it’s about empowerment for all women. It sounds cheesy, but it feels thrilling to render. The quiet hearth, the eternal flame, keeper of sanctuary — The Hermit. Baba Yaga does not guide; she waits, unseen, until the seeker has earned the right to walk their own path. She calls for self-reliance, courage, discernment. Her knowledge arrives through trial before revelation. To meet her, one must cross the wilderness of the mind, shed naïveté, endure uncertainty. Only then does she offer the lantern of insight, often hidden in shadow, often cloaked as threat.

    Wielder of compassion as power, Strength is earned through sacrifice. Too many believe power is a weapon to be used against others and not a shield to be used for others. Harriet Tubman is courage yoked to mercy, the quiet mastery of fear rather than its absence. Through repeated returns into danger guided by moral clarity rather than force. She holds the jaws of violence closed not with brutality, but with steadfast will.

    The queen of magic herself, the worker of will, the master of crossroads, Hecate.

    The Magician says: You have all the tools. Choose how you use them.
    Hecate asks: Which road will you take, and what are you willing to leave behind?

    The intimacy of transformation, stripping away illusions of control and permanence, Santa Muerte teaches that what is shed must be honored. That endings are not cruelty but necessity, and that devotion to her is a vow to face change without denial. Death is a companion who equalizes all lives and sanctifies passage rather than punishment.

    The Dakini embodies sacred risk. A leap into emptiness that is not ignorance, but radical freedom aligned with truth already in motion. The Fool steps into the unknown with trust and openness, and the Dakini moves through reality unencumbered by attachment, hierarchy, or fear of dissolution.

    The High Priestess is the keeper of mysteries rather than their proclamation. Isis teaches that true power is not seized, but received through reverence for the unseen. From her breath comes the hidden knowledge.

    Creative force can be just as powerful as the mechanical. Like the Empress, Frida Kahlo does not ask permission to exist fully. She cultivates life from what has been broken. Turning suffering into lineage, identity, and enduring abundance.

    The Star follows collapse, offering renewal through vulnerability rather than authority. Pouring water back into the world, Princess Diana restored faith not in institutions, but in kindness. Without expectations, she poured from both cups.

    The Chariot is not chaos, but directed force. Will in motion. Boudicca held opposing forces together to be a force of nature herself. Steering rage and strategy, mourning and command, the sacred and the martial toward a single horizon.

    Spinning the thread that sets destiny in motion before rise or fall can be named, Clotho embodies when fate is cast into existence. Indifferent to human preference, she does not judge outcomes or intervene in endings; she simply begins the weave, releasing lives into motion where chance, choice, and necessity entangle. Like the Wheel of Fortune, her power is absolute yet neutral. Reminding us that fortune is not moral, only inescapably in flux.

    I struggled with The Hanged One. After deciding Greta Thunberg represents the card, I had to decide how to respectfully render this. Leaning away from stereotypical, I wanted the still body, the suspended breath, the weight borne willingly, to be a beautiful dance. She occupies the pause that the world resists, holding herself in the tension between action and surrender. She endures discomfort, visible and unwavering, demanding we shift our view, confront inertia, and face truths we would rather ignore. Her power is quiet, paradoxical: rooted not in force but in steadfast refusal to move until perspective is reckoned, until awareness turns.

    The presence that dwells among, the light that guides without command — The Hierophant. Shekhinah stands at the threshold between mystery and practice. A vessel of covenant and care. She does not impose. She invites alignment. Offering ritual, structure, and continuity so that the sacred may be known, felt, enacted. She is the bridge between the ordinary and the transcendent, a reminder that wisdom lives in communion, and devotion is always a dialogue, never a dictate.

    Empowerment for all women means honoring every voice, story, and body, without hierarchy or exclusion. It is the right to claim space, make choices, and lead with confidence, regardless of background, identity, or circumstance. True empowerment thrives when equality is the foundation and solidarity the practice.