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

Sunday, February 7, 2021

Poisons of the Heart

This week I'll be using the Tarot Lukumi, a deck created by Caelum Rainieri, Ivory Andersen and Raphael Montoliu. It is published by Dal Negro and the artwork was done by Luigi Scapini. The oracle deck I'll be using this week is the Diloggun Cards, a digital set created through the use of art by Mase Lobe. Each card is associated with an Ifa ethic as well as a proverb, with information from a book by Ifa Karade called The Handbook of Yoruba Religious Concepts. Today's draws are the Five of Cups and Obara (six mouths):

Shattered legs may heal in time, but some betrayals fester and poison the soul.
― George R.R. Martin

          A man grieves for those who have been poisoned by seeds from a fruit he gave them; his attempts at using sorcery to heal them failed. Humans have different ways their hearts get poisoned, such as loss or resentment. But nothing seems to close a heart quicker than betrayal. Everything in the injured party's life seems to revolves around revenge or swearing off relationships altogether. The ethic and proverb for Obara read:

Ifa: One must be uplifted from poverty-stricken acceptance and state of mind. There is no virtue in being in poverty. Be industrious and accomplish your desires.
Proverb: Do not let what you cannot do tear from your hands what you can.

Clearly the Diloggun reading exhorts those who have been hurt to avoid self-pity. The past cannot be changed, but we can look to see what action might be taken that may help us heal rather than give up or rage against ghosts of the past. We may even find a new appreciation for others and life itself. As August Strindberg put it, "There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes."



2 comments:

  1. Forgiveness means to me, accepting what was done (those betrayals) can never be changed. An in-looking thing, not out-looking. It was a lesson long time coming, but once arrived and understood life got a whole lot easier. And various betrayals. Screw them and the horse they rode in on, I'm outta here :)

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    1. It's a hard lesson to learn that all of our rage won't undo a thing, and only hurts us in the end.

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