Category Archives: mindworks

Tarot #43: Change, balanced and harmonious transition or transformation.

Posted on October 4, 2018 by randomyriad

The more a thing tends to be permanent, the more it tends to be lifeless. Alan Watts This represents changes that occur in the flow of passive and active elements that maintain the balance in the universe. If you pay … Continue reading →

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Autumn Poems #2

Posted on October 2, 2018 by randomyriad

  A. R. Ammons

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Tarot #42: Prudence, wisdom in small things

Posted on October 1, 2018 by randomyriad

It is time to mind your “p’s and q’s”, put your ducks in a row, and use your common sense to manage your relationships, business and endeavors in the world. Examine your dealings in the world mindfully and with a … Continue reading →

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Tarot #40: XII Hanged Man/Trial, upended and suspended in between rising and falling.

Posted on September 29, 2018 by randomyriad

You find yourself in a position of enforced stasis, either by forces beyond your control or by fears or uncertainty, and are waiting for release of some kind. You must examine the evidence about what brought you to this place … Continue reading →

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Autumn Poems #1

Posted on September 27, 2018 by randomyriad

Leaves of Fire burn at the ends of branches reaching into the air tearing in into the world consuming the evergrowing tree that draws fuel from the earth from roots searching deep in soil coiled, locked around rocks dissolving into … Continue reading →

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