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

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Monday, July 13, 2026

Move to the Center

From the World Spirit Tarot, the Wheel of Fortune; from the Mystic Glyphs, Mountain Lion:



Life meanders like a path through the woods. We have seasons when we flourish and seasons when the leaves fall from us, revealing our bare bones. Given time, they grow again.
―Katherine May

I was reading a review of one of my favorite books yesterday by Pema Chodron, "When Things Fall Apart." The reviewer said she spent the first thirty pages disagreeing with Chodron, desperately hoping this nun who had spent decades studying the mind had it all wrong. But eventually she gets it, realizing that major fluctuations are not a malfunction but simply the normal life as a human. Instead of trying to separate ourselves from this reality, we can experience it and grow through it. As Chodron writes, "We call something bad; we call it good. But really we just don't know." Mountain Lion represents a confident strength and leadership. It points to these words in the WS booklet: "In the midst of all the ups and downs, remember that the Wheel has a still center. That same calm can be found at the core of your own being."


Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Ego on a Platter

From the Prairie Tarot, the Hanged Man:
In the heat of summer, a young man participates in a Sundance Ceremony. After the preparation of fasting for several days, men have their chests pierced with leather thongs attached to a tall pole. They dance around the pole until the skin breaks open and releases them. Years ago I spoke to a man who had done a piercing, and I expressed my awe at his mental and physical toughness to endure such and ordeal. He replied that it had nothing to do with machismo, and everything to do with sacrifice. The men do it as an offering for the benefit of family and community. It is ego served on a platter as a gift for the greater good.

From the Medicine Cards this morning comes "Mountain Lion:"
Here in the South we have Florida panthers, and I remember seeing two up close years ago. Their massive size and power made me speechless in wonder. It's easy to see why the authors associate this animal with leadership. I have been a leader before (jury foreman, restaurant manager, etc.), and I don't really care for the position. See, it sounds all grand and wonderful, but the reality pretty much sucks. Sams and Carson also agree it is difficult because "it places you in a position to be a target for the problem of others," and "you become the perfect justification of the insecurities of others." At some point I will be called to step into such a position, but as the Hanged Man stresses, it's not about me but those around me.