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

Showing posts with label thrush. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thrush. Show all posts

Saturday, August 10, 2024

No Mulling, Please

From the Vision Quest Tarot, the Eight of Fire (Wands); from the Bird Cards, the Thrush:



A point of view can be a dangerous luxury when substituted for insight and understanding. 
―Marshall McLuhan

In the Thoth framework, the Eight of Wands is where Fire enters the realm of intellect and logic. It is the sudden penetration of a situation, the apprehension of the nature of things. Such insight sees through misunderstandings and confusion and allows for quick, decisive action. Wood Thrushes migrate more than 2,000 miles each way, between their summer breeding territories in the US and Canada to where they winter in Central America. The birds will fly for hundreds of miles at night, then stop for days or weeks to refuel. In a single night, it will climb to several thousand feet and cover two or even three hundred miles before morning. Like its great bursts of flight, the Thrush tells us to act on rather than mull over our insights. 

Monday, October 24, 2022

Providers

From the Vision Quest Tarot, the Mother of Earth (Queen of Pentacles); from the Bird Signs/Ascension to Paradise decks, Thrush:

The Mother of Earth knows that no matter what your passion, it won't get accomplished unless the body's needs are provided for. She nurtures others with these things, yet she doesn't forget the hands, plants and animals that provided them. She might offer something like this Zen blessing at meals:

We receive this food in gratitude to all beings
Who have helped bring it to our table,
And vow to respond in turn to those in need
With wisdom and compassion.

The song thrush is known for its distinctive musical phrases, which have been referred to in poetry. It migrates mainly at night, flying in loose flocks across the sea. The birds call to each other frequently to maintain contact. This thrush is a reminder to check in with others, particularly those who are alone, and make sure they know they matter. And this Queen/Mother would tell us not to forget to take any food or supplies they might need.