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Tarot #55: Truce, not peace but compromise or retreat from struggle in order to regroup.

Which opponents will you choose not to engage and which allies will you decide are too costly to support?Bargaining to save a beleaguered position with terms that are only temporary.   Exhausted from unceasing labors toward a cause you consider … Continue reading →

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Autumn poems #5

  Mary Oliver from New and Selected Poems

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Tarot #54: Prince/Knight of Wands, forever lighting torches on the long dark road.

 People who are represented here are likely to see all angles of an issue, using debate and arguments to clarify a position. They may defend one point of view passionately one day and then its opposite the next simply to test … Continue reading →

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Tarot #53: Knight/King of Cups, the bearer of gentle messages of peace from the water and fire.

Blessed are the peacemakers,     for they will be called children of God. Jesus of Nazareth : Matthew 5:9 There is in you an active and passionate love of peaceful relationships that bring joy and light to lives of those close to … Continue reading →

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Autumn Poems #4

October                      1 There’s this shape, black as the entrance to a cave. A longing well up in its throat like a blossom as it breathes slowly.   What does the … Continue reading →

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