A 1-minute Mystereum Tarot Moment
Enjoy a quick Jordan-thought for the 4 of Pentacles!
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard. All Rights Reserved.
Energetically, The Hanged Man is a very watery card,
cascade-rippling forth his inner emanations.
I often see this character as indicating an afloat in clarity quality,
the full and effortless support like when supported floating in water.
So, is this Hanged Man in the same posture as his support, the tree?
What can that tell us?
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard. All Rights Reserved
Sometimes I say things.
Well, I say a lot of things,
but on occasion I have been more than nudged
to keep a recording device handy.
A best friend says, “JORDAN! YOU think what you say is normal, but GEEZ!
Listen to yourself! Literally! Your ideas fire like spark plugs in a car engine
ALL . . . .THE. . .FRICKIN’. . . .TIME!
I think you are so accustomed to that maybe you miss it?! Geez!”
And then, another friend suggests I change my profile picture,
that though she digs it n all, it has been up long enough
to collect some eDust. “Freshin’ up Dood. It’s summer!”
And, toward a gesture I make, another friend indicates
I might just be in for a make-over. Hmmmm
ALmost broke a toe again.
(it happens in my fastforward movement style more than you care to know,
or shall I say almost REbroke a toe as thankfully all but the big ones have been)
as my cat of 18 years-n-a-season,
who continually thinks it seems that I should be training for Cirque Du Soleil footwork
slalom-serpentine weaved through my feet at light speed as I walked into the bathroom
where there is nowhere but room enough for straightforward steps. . .
moving my foot fast like a leaf blasted by the feline jet-plane fly-THROUGH
only to immediately stomp on the left quadricep-soaz-glute braking system
to avert disaster and screaching foot tire-tracks in the air. . .
simply toe-bump the toilet staving off a badass head-on collision.
He (my cat) had water to get to ya know?!, and that’s important. lol
But, smiling, my left foot still in the air. . .
standing there like a goofball crane, Hanged Man in upright Tree Position. . .
I laughed. . .”This is SO not The Hanged Man reversed or Tree Position. This is the Sun.
Smiling more. Why don’t I listen to my friends telling me to listen to myself. . .
and go frickin’ LISTEN, really listen to myself.”
VoiLA, now voiCI, and I SEE. . .
as I watch-listened to the first video I ever made. . .
or, more rather the first video,
aka trapping a wild animal by recording them in their natural environment. . .
well, it wasn’t a non sequitur to her. . .She had PLANS! And DAYum does she make great ones!
Carrie, who simply, me unaware of anything up her sleeve,
heck it was brunch on Sunday. . .
Friend 101, Orientation Lesson. They are never NOT pranking you. 😀
Carrie, smilingly-trick-gifted me to willingly and unknowingly make a video.
That was a year ago. And, though I full-on dig the video, something larger was present.
When you listen, really listen. . .of course after you stop laughing,
It’ll catalyze your Mo Betta Much Metta Highest Good like nothing else!
Until just now, I was always under the impression that 3-card Monte street card game was unwinnable.
Seems Carrie played a street card game with me as a plant already AT the table,
but in more than appearance I won. In more than appearance. . . I won.
Watching this video, this mere 46 seconds of time,
I feel a deep appreciation for myself as my best teacher again.
No need for cosmetology school here, no plastic surgeons in this makeover.
Even forgetting my architectural notions of remodel or scrape or new.
This is to be something different.
New? Yes. Fresh and natural and maybe even deceptively simple? Even more so!
8-38-31 won’t open a combo lock when the right number 8-38-32.
So, tuning my personal FM stereo. . .I certainly have enough silver in my mouth.
Listening. Watch-Listening. “Me, as only I can be” is the message I got from myself on video.
That’s nothing new. Or, is it? Is it a lesson where there is no graduation,
all life not the pause of commencement, but life lived? Uh, lemme think. . .YES!
Smiling with lotsa hmmmm’s in a makeover moment, I am listening.
“Can be” switcharoos to “Am”, 8-31-32 tinker-tuned up to 8-38-32,
and though appearance vs reality is a common theme in literature, often called irony. . .
Have I been hiding in plain sight playing hide n seek with myself?
Not gonna cap on myself like that, I gave the armchair psychologist the day off.
Red Rover Red Rover Come on over from the personal irony side!
Makeover time? YesssssItttttTis!
I am gonna watch myself from last summer on video again,
and then TODAY listen acutely without too much force to what I say TODAY!
Listening to life rapt like when aspen tree leaves rustling sound like running water.
In closing, listening to oneself is not necessarily narcissism,
even when publicly expressing you are doing so like in this blog.
I sincerely hope it helps others find THEIR gifts.
How long does the ground erode before you jump into the sea with both feet
realizing that you ARE the sea
with everything you do as the ground?
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard
Bonnie Cehovet’s blog is a blog worth sharing! Cheers to Bonnie!
via Bonnie Cehovet
Happy Longest With The Most Sun Day Of The Year
Best To You Shining Just As Big And Brightly.
Here’s An Image With A 3rd-Eye Integrated Eclipse Understanding
Brightly Bringing Together Shadow And Light
In Both The Light And The Dark,
And The Day And The Night.
Here’s A Video, A Sunburst Of 46 Seconds Length
To Highlight Your Brightness, To Cherish Your Strength.
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard
The 5 of Wands warrants a free reading exercise here. Let’s work this 5 together.
Do you feel stiff competition? Chaotic energies?
Try asking yourself the question, “What energetic component do I have that the competition is missing?”
Pull another card. Use the card back here as an unrevealed clarifying card for this question.
Think about . . .
What can you turn over in your situation like a card back?
What can you see anew?
What do you assume, feel is normal, that is not normal to anyone else and that you can use?
Ask again, “What energetic component do I have that the competition is missing?”
Does your question and the additional card you turn over focus something, bring something to mind?
Does it reveal something you already have that you can now see more fully?
Bring something that is already there into crisp focus as a strength that YOU wield!
Look at the child in this card. The pura vida, pure life, child.
What in the heck is he doing? Is he crazy?
He has put his wand behind him. Note that he keeps it, though.
He is still in the mix, but he has seen something everyone else here is missing.
Maybe the chaos is that two of them are too focused,
and two of them would rather be somewhere else so they chit-chat off to the side? Or, are they next?
Or, are they seeing what the child is seeing, but keeping quiet?
Look at the child in this 5 of Wands card.
The pura vida child raises his hands to bring in the rainbow as his new wand, his new contribution.
No-one else has it, and bringing it into the situation is like. . . .
Bringing something that no-one else has or even sees, bringing something that the competition is missing.
Think of The Sun.
Its light is part of the rainbow. Watch this 46 second video as you keep your second card in mind.
Then ask yourself. . .
Till next time,
(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard
(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard
How much more can you close your eyes to experience VISION? What of when the night sky closes its eyes to the moon in a full central lunar eclipse?
How exciting! Well, I think. We are in for the 1st of 2 total lunar eclipses on Wednesday, June 15, 2011. The second will occur on December 10th. The moon will be in Sagittarius on June 15th, and the earth is projected to cast its shadow on the moon making the full lunar eclipse last for some 100 minutes. It is also an extremely rare central eclipse where the moon will pass through the centerline of the earth’s shadow. The next central lunar eclipse will be on July 27, 2018. (ref. Wikipedia link)
I say, “I think”, as I feel there is merit in Bonnie Cehovet’s statement that, “. . . but that has to be disruptive in some way.” From my perspective, and I have heard many conflicting ideas on eclipses as of late from my astrology buddies, lunar and solar, yet with this one being a rare central eclipse, I felt them reaching somehow in statements that sounded all too reasonable, and too. . .too, “that makes too much sense to believe.” The statement, “reasons are often unreasonable” came to mind, and I smiled feeling a lot more comfortable eclipsing all that chatter and feeling into it myself, divining it.
So, why not work that out right here in a blog in one take kinda thing? That’s how I do most things anyway, them not taking an hour or two, but more so taking my whole life up to that point with a “let ‘er rip n build something” where the meaning occurs in the act, with the meaning AS the act. Heck, I don’t really know if I layered that wisdom into the stories told in Tarot in the Land of Mystereum or if building it, Mystereum taught me. I can say that mastery, one way or the other, led to discovery. Maybe no matter if I AM Marco Polo’s hull after a voyage, or the starry-eyed-in-anticipation person standing on the dock as the hull reveals and unfolds it treasures at my feet. Maybe both. Maybe neither. Certainly not nether.
Let’s start with 4 features: the 4 big ole archetypal Tarot ideas for the eclipse of The Sun, The Moon, and Temperance — as the moon will be in Saggie, and Temperance is ruled by Sag. The Sun and the Moon are kinda necessary for this lunar eclipse gig to happen. They intermix in this central lunar eclipse as an alchemical rue due to a more mundane gig, though. . .Earth. Respecting that, it feels to be fitting to bring in another, The Empress as Momma Gaia to represent earth. Then another, The World, as the universe of an alchemist’s crucible wherein all 4 intermix. So, that’s 5. The Sun. The Moon. Temperance. The Empress. The World. Before this gets ad infinitum out of hand, before the roller coaster dynamic of a multi-layer chess tennis match between them all unfolds on Wednesday, and I ask you to smile and fasten your seat belts. . . it seems prudent, WOW I actually used that word for once. . .It seems prudent to pose a centerline or nucleus of some questions first. Pose them not for what we will see, but for more expansive focus toward further opening up vision. Vision, the kind where you don’t say, “the sky’s the limit,” as that is limiting. Simply look up. Point to it. It’s right there. The sky is then equivalent to sight, what we see or want to see. Thinking bigger than that, that seems to be what I am calling vision here. Seeing the powerful limit beyond the sky that is given by vision. Maybe the questions coming up are my own boxes of the blind-spots of expectation, of sight rather than vision. That’ll have to be up to you.
So. . . . . . .
How much more unconscious and depthfully intuitive can we be made as we simply gaze right out at the not-there-in-the-sky-hiding-in-plain-sight central lunar eclipse moon? Do we see further in when looking at, into, its darkness in the darkness of the night?
Maybe the experience is like a natal astro chart of someone I know with Neptune and Mercury 4 degrees from one another in Scorpio? Basically, someone being born with a foot on both sides, where even taking a walk takes that person multiple places at once where those places are all mostly always integrated together in a single experience that seems normal to them? Hmmmm. . . Someone who sees psychic contents as easily as looking at art in a museum? A place where the autonomic, everyday devotion of breath is the prayer, the ongoing meditation? Seat belts, please. 😀 Here we go. . . .
Hmmm. . .dark in dark. Is this an anomaly of an antinomy, the totality of inner opposites. . .yet an antinomy of a totality of inner sameness, the moon and our intuition going into the dark of our own earthly shadow? Pictures! How? What’s there to see with vision? I have another question also coming to mind that I should preface before I blotto-transcend it. With the yin-yang symbol, the black spot being more than a beauty mark in the white field, is the spot really a psychic wormhole? A psychic wormhole where you go so far into the light as to become dark, and wormhole through the spot POOF to the dark field. . .and then the other way you go so far into the dark that POOF you come to the light dot bright-spot and POOF you wormhole again to. . . . I rather like that activation of the symbol. But, enough of the question-preface of that scenario as it seems small now. I sense a larger question:
What happens when the dark goes into the dark?
Does intuition get deeper, where the Moon, the bright eye of intuition in the night sky. . .goes dark? Deeper intuition? A huge sense of a loss of bearing? Vast expansiveness afloat in total clarity in total darkness, a Hanged Man moment you cannot see? Do you experience glimpses of eternity from your known depths of the realms of your creativity and imagination and experience? Total dissolution of self, or is it more not an annihilation of self but more fully a self-realization of the far reaches of one’s infinite inner divinity plunging further into the night so to speak?
The Penumbra Missing That Is A New Experience. Alternate title? No, I think I have said what I want to about the coming eclipse. . .there’s a title of a poem rattling around in that alternate title. . .the now-subject of this blog dedicated to the full lunar eclipse on Wednesday. I’ll run that, too, since I am warmed up. If you cannot see the eclipse in your area, maybe so much the better. Look at the moon and close your eyes with your own Momma-Gaia earth-shadow eyelids. Fully eclipse the moon yourself passing dark into dark, a void between stars, an odd, “hmmm, of a dark spot the size of the moon.” It may be a blank darkness in the night. It may be another imaginative wormhole to take you places and dissolve false connections. Again, that’s for you to decide and/or feel / experience. I will be curious what the core resonance of dark passing into dark is for everyone. Until then, I better write that poem while IT seems to still be warm. . .
The Missing Penumbral Light. A New Experience
Shadow shadow in the night,
I do not see you though I dance without fright.
Stop rhyming you say,
and I say,
Your Pallas-Athena gift that formed and set up in my mind
between Uranus the Shaker-Upper
and Pluto The Transformer
seems a gift that extends a gift,
extending the gift of the dark passing into the dark,
further into night,
night passing back a different glimpse of eternity from its own deeper night,
eternity’s own shadowed moon seen not-there.
Your Pallas-Athena gift saturates an old dusty idea in my mind.
The Sophia Principle if I remember correctly,
where may I be lucid enough to sense my shadow,
but smart enough to dance with it,
and now, smarter falls away to more. . .
Acceptant and receiving
I will dance
in the dark
with my shadow,
with and IN my earthly shadow
in Gaia-cast night-level shadow,
Gaia cast up to right not-there the moon,
now right not-there in the night sky,
where my symbols of intuition and depth disappear into experience,
where on this night
dark passes into dark.
Where on this night an infinite dark passes into my night.
What happens inside when the dark goes into the dark outside?
What happens when the dark goes into the dark?
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard
Picking . . . The Queen of Wands, 2 of Pentacles, & 10 of Wands to express one perspective of the point. . .
Everything is n + 1. Each Is More, Each of Us Is More
The Queen of Wands mirrors herself
to envision her blind spots backwards
to naturally flip them
to see right through their mirage
to forget her seeing
remembering the clarity of her energetic vision.
The 2 of Pentacles projects its shadow,
the shadow projecting the light,
the black spot on a yin-yang
more than beauty mark,
the white spot more than hope.
They are wormholes both
these dark dot white spot places
within fields of Other. . .
So far into one
as to become. . .
So far into the Other
to feel distinct Self. . .chthonic numinosity,
the depthful light of self.
Antinomy? Nope. Resolved AS life itself.
The 10 of Wands cockatieling what was once weight
cockatieling what was once unwieldy
coackatieling beyond simply holding it all together,
cockatieling wand-feathers temples flexing
fanning them forward effortlessly in yoga-powered form.
Both night and day in inspiration
brought forth chthonically numinous . . . ?
Or, more resolved like a porch n sky by Maigritte?
Night-time depthful front porch lit under dark tree canopy
under bright day-blue eyes-wide-open sky?
And. . .to sidestep copyright violation. . . maybe this painting says it all: “Empire of Lights” by Rene Magritte.
Or, this one. . . Another complete idea expressed by Magritte. Or, maybe saying or expressing or anything all is not the point.
And, when a triptych is as well quaternal . . . n + 1. 3 + 1 = 4.
Triptych of paintings also as group, a 4th, the quaternity of group.
Triptych in number = Quaternity of the group
And, n + 1.
And, there’s always more . . .
Even less is more, more or less.
Till next time!
p.s. This “Stoicheion-Somata Tarot” article by Christine Payne-Towler plays well with/on Aristotle via the Pythagorean sandbox.
They aren’t really oil and water, though each relatively useless without the other? Ground and dancing figure?
“Non sequiturs often aren’t” ~ Jordan Hoggard
(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard