Tarot Journal #38: Knight of Swords/The Star

Developing a Perpetual Practice of Hope

Well you gotta have soap to wash your sins away

You gotta have hope it’s the price you gotta pay

You gotta give love or your love will walk away

And you gotta stay loose it’s the only way to stay

Harry Nilsson, from Down

As I continue to move through my present, pieces of the future are falling into place. Though I know I cannot count on a set outcome because each present moment is a new reality. I now have a place where I will be able to put my possessions in about a month as I exchange my present living space for another. Just this feeling of having a landing space, makes the leap feel more like a new start instead of catching myself from a fall. There are pros and cons to the new space, those that I know about now and those that will become known to me through experience, and there is a tremendous amount of work and planning still to do, but the target is in place so I can pull the bow, lock my arrow into place and have a something substantial to aim at. A little semblance of control, that may be illusory, provides hope and a feeling that I can move out of disequilibrium into balance.

I have taken the time to make myself stronger and put into place practices and systems to monitor my mental and physical state after immense destabilizing events. The space where I am now living gave me time to do this, now I am free to step out into a new space because of the work I have done to plant my roots in my own life and consciousness so I can carry it anywhere I go and feel centered, or if I don’t feel centered I have the capacity to work on it anywhere I am. It is far from a perfect system which is why signing a lease on a new apartment gives me a feeling of hope, as well as little feelings of dread that occur with any commitment. I have strategies to deal with those negative feelings so that I can keep my mind clear to take the steps that will keep my life steady so that I can move into whatever comes next with a calm hopefulness and not waste my energy floundering in the muck of despair and panic.

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Tarot Journal #37: King of Wands (Innovation)/ Page of Wands

Desire and Resolution

“The quenching of thirst is so exquisite a pleasure that it is a scandal that no amount of ingenuity can prolong it.”

Iris Murdoch from Under the Net

True Love is a flame that does not consume, but gathers hearts and minds together to burn brighter.

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Art in Narration II: Tammy Grimes Reads Maurice Sendak Accompanied by Mozart

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Tarot Journal #36: Nine of Coins

There is no Resolution without Understanding

Last night I dreamed that an angry vengeful spirit attacked me and the people I was living with. The spirit manifested in human form dressed in a belted tunic or dress with blonde hair tied back severely and a smooth mask in the place of a face. The spirit caused painful wounds and amputations with movements of its hands. We were trying to figure out why the spirit was angry and targeting us as it seemed to be preventing us from leaving the building which was a conglomeration of places I have lived in my life. In the dream part of me was terrified and deeply confused, but underneath a part of me existed in a calm space where I could ponder the behavior of the spirit and the options for responding to its attack. I kept trying different responses to no avail. But, when I awoke, I was mainly curious about the origin of the imagery and the situation of the dream. I was calm and open-minded ready to problem solve.

Pondering this all morning, I am leaning toward the theory that the effects of my tenuous present situation are creating scenarios where I have no control over the actions of other beings and no way of truly understanding all the violent and disturbing hurtful behavior people impose on each other, which could most likely be applied to any time in my life. Maybe buried under years of repressed feelings, I have a deep pool of self-resentment for past ineptitude and mistaken motivations combined with a fear of lack of control. I have been letting go of a lot of my past lately, maybe I need to pay attention to the places in me that need some compassion and healing before I can let them go safely. The spirit seemed a lot like an angry toddler: it is very difficult to make sense of its behavior in a logical context. It seemed to be holding me close out of a need for someone to be present, but also emanating a feeling of raging resentment, inflicting pain in reaction to fear and pain and desire for control.

I have had similar reactions in my life, especially during the very painful process of separating from my now ex-wife. I did not physically hurt anyone, but there was a lot of emotional damage to myself and others occurring due to my inability to deal with all the strong emotions that overwhelmed me. Most of the response to my pain and fear in that situation reflected back on me in a vicious cycle of reproach and resentment that I barely survived and still can sneak up on me if I am not paying attention to my internal chatter. I am now consciously trying to open channels of communication internally so I can monitor these feelings as they come up and be proactive about soothing any inner turmoil that may be brewing. Maybe this dream is a strategy for communicating with myself. I will assume it is and stay vigilant for ways to resolve the fears and resentments that continue to rise from the deeper layers of emotional sediment built up over a long life of burying hard-to-handle feelings.

How does this relate to the Nine of Coins?

This card is about opening pathways to contentment and real abundance. I can think of no way of doing that without resolving deeply buried fears and resentments that block meaningful interaction with other people and the world. I will not be able to completely open my heart and mind to my present situation if I am continually distracted, misdirected and destabilized by demons created by my lack of attention.

The only solution seems to be fearless attention and open curiosity even in the face of the ever-present, terrifying and complex situations and confounding behaviors that I have no way to avoid or control. I have a feeling I will be working on this for the rest of my life.

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Tarot Journal #35: 10 of Swords/6 of Swords (Science)

An Experiment in the Relativity of Emotional Space/Time

For the last 8 months, I have been preparing to leave this place that housed my life with Berta, 5 years of chaotic relationship which was always on the cusp of crisis. I never knew Berta when she wasn’t in the active process of slipping out of this life. But one thing that was always certain, we always tried our best to take care of each other. She had a harder time taking care of herself, so I had to do that as well as I could. All the chaos and drama have been over now for a few months and I have been preparing to take the final step away from our life together. Berta remains firmly installed and interconnected with who I am now and I have been very focused on moving through the exit, taking what I need and discarding what is superficial. Each day of this process I feel the lightening of the load of attachment. Letting go is a process of focusing and organizing. My physical life will be lived in a smaller space, but I leave with an expanded heart that will fit anywhere. Berta gave me her big open heart to carry on, and now that my mind is finally clearing of the burden of my past life, it makes all my other burdens a little lighter. I will take what will help me expand my life into a new space big enough for whoever would like to share it. A small room can contain whatever will fit into a heart and mind that lives there.

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