I use tarot and oracle cards as tools for reflection and contemplation. Rather than divining the future, they are a way for me to look more deeply at the "now."
"The goal isn't to arrive, but to meander, to saunter, to make your life a holy wandering." ~ Rami Shapiro

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Price of Freedom

From the Hezicos Tarot, the Eight of Swords; from the Way of the Horse, Field of Dreams:
          The skies are dark and rumbling, and this pixie's hair is standing on end (not a good sign). She feels both threatened and overwhelmed because she is surrounded by swords, bound tightly and has her eyes blindfolded. But what is not constrained is her mouth; in the mounds below where she stands are doorways of the wee folk. She's got a way out of this but it won't be by anything she can manage on her own. She's going to have to call for help. Isn't it crazy how we would rather be (metaphorically) struck by lightning than have to ask someone to lend a hand?
          The Field of Dreams compares the drudgery of a workhorse to the freedom of an untamed equine. The demands of daily life can run us into the ground, making us feel like we've been harnessed and made to pull a heavy load. We all have a restless spirit inside that longs for time to run free, unencumbered by rigid dictates and duties. The key to that open field is the same as the pixie's solution.
A little boy was having difficulty lifting a heavy stone.
His father came along just then.
Noting the boy’s failure, he asked, “Are you using all your strength?”
“Yes, I am,” the little boy said impatiently.
“No, you are not,” the father answered.
“I am right here just waiting, and you haven’t asked me to help you.
~ Anonymous


  1. I have needed help in the past and still I have my days. When I ask for help though a lot of times it falls on deaf ears, so many are imprisoned in their own dilemmas. I keep hearing 'my get up and go got up and went' ~ guess that is the spirit of the horse.

    1. Sometimes we have to weed out the true friends from the false ones (where help is a one-way street). Hope you have some of those "true" folks to call on when you need them.

  2. Wow if she'd only ask, she could run wild and free. I don't ask for help easily, almost never. It feels like failure. But I do love to help others and that feels so good. I wonder why I deny others that same feeling...:)

    1. Now that is a good, insightful way of looking at it!