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9 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

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9 of Pentacles

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8 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

Here is your Mystereum Tarot Moment video for the 8 of Pentacles

44 seconds to…

a portal to bring your ideas and their potential to the ground,

to land them on the plateau, give them home, and actionably work on them,

to bring them to solid fruition.

8 of Pentacles

exquisite pause, intermediate completion point, Bindu top and bottom of breath, stable focus in context

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There’s a surprise from the past is in the 6 of Pents link below. Enjoy as well.

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7 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

Your 7 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment!

I don’t believe in chaos, as Nature does not know chaos. I asked it. It grimaced with a chuckle. I gather it, consequently, doesn’t have order, either. It wouldn’t answer my question on that, though, the wind just gusted me to embrace that for myself. So, I feel Nature just is, it is just full-on is full-on itself in every way at every moment. That, I dig a lot. Not infinitely, just a lot. Nature’s a good role model in ways. At least I feel so, mostly. Not all, though certainly mostly. WIth the 7 of Pentacles I feel to describe it as Depths Beyond.

Wald Amberstone of The Tarot School in NYC (Ruth Ann & Wald Amberstone) penned Depth(s) of Above for This card which I firmly buy and that’s firmly (c) Wald Amberstone, especially with the mental gymnastic pun-flip of putting above ABOVE depth. I full-on resonate with that, and he gets full credit for that, though I call the 7 of Pents The Soul Gardener. The Soul Gardener with Depths from Beyond [(c) me] fertilized right into the earth as they amend their soil as they tend their bounty. I simply prefer Depth of Beyond,

Nature has weather, though I don’t personify the weather. The wind can be static-y and raise the hairs on the back of your neck and get you a bit stirred up, though the stirrer isn’t stirred up. It’s most likely just dry and blustery outside. Not such an admirable quality in people, though with wind, not much to judge or discern. Heck, if it’s raining, bring an umbrella. If sunny, bring a friend. Or, if you’re more like me, stand in the rain happy and hold your head and hands HIGH and feel it, and if with a friend, so much the better. I see people running in the rain, and it always perplexes me. I walk slower in the rain. I stop. I hold out or hold up my hands and look up into it. Ablution? Sometimes. I’m already soaked, so what’s the worry? It’s not like I can get MORE soaked. Plus, I’m made of mostly water anyway, and frantically running might cause me to slip and fall. I don’t care about the ‘getting hurt’ part of that. If I slip and fall, I’ll most likely stop enjoying the rain while I recover. I choose that I enjoy it, and protect that by embracing the enjoyment.

It’s common, though, that 5 and 7 are often associated with chaos. I get it. I take no issue with it. I simply don’t buy it. I simply feel 5 & 7 to be Nature’s numbers, where the center is not necessarily in the middle. 1 is not chaos, it is Identity. 3 is not chaos, it is the 1st number of beauty, the 1st number of structure in the self-supporting triangle. Nine is certainly NOT a chaos number. No way. Not at all. 9 is dynamic and fluid and overlapping. 9 is the Nin, the 9th meditative hand gesture kanji of Ninjitsu whose color is White, whose concept is the Tao itself with a hand gesture of thumbs and index fingers held up to the night sky together to form a circular, framed view to focus the Moon into oneself, to experience infinity in the infinitely natural patterns in Nature as a known and felt fact. Especially at night.

Oh, was that supposed to be a secret? Pardon if I don’t step that back. I pick up lotsa rocks to see what hides under them and bring Shadow to light, or just provide the unseen as a complement to the seen, the unknown to the known, in respect of the Shadow. And, I often continue the disciplines I discover there for decades. Hey, I’m a polymath. “Jack of all trades, master of none,” you say? Nope, you see, that’s not the whole quote. That’s a convenient sound byte often utilized to dismiss people when they are multi-talented and have developed those talents into abilities and someone wants clear and concise and… boringly only bottom line simple. Not much value in that from where I sit. The full quote? “Jack of all trades, master of none, is often a more effective ally than a master of one.” Or, some such similar gig.

Oh, and if I’m talking about Nature and numbers and shapes (please click. There is a stunning and beautiful and inspiring video by Cristobal Villa!… always soundS like Crystal Ball Villa/House when I say it. Cool name either way. Almost as cool as his videos),

Ok, numbers and shapes and this and that. I really ought to go ahead and say it. I really ought to being the earth to bear in a 7 of Pentacles way from a solid Pentacles depth beyond. Ok. I’ll say it. The earth is round. No, really. Am I trying to be deceptively simple? Nope. That comes from a solid depth beyond. How do I substantiate that? Hmmm, which example shall I choose? OH! This one!: If the earth were flat, the cats would have already knocked everything off of it by now. Right?!

Enjoy the 7 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment.

May you reap your ripe ideas actionably!

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If you’ve come down this far, a blast from the Mystereum past surprise is in the 6 of Pents link below. Enjoy.

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3 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

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What are the 1st inklings from creative work you’re doing that indicate your disciplined work is starting to pay off?

Or, put in a gardener’s perspective:

I bet the Crocus weren’t the 1st to poke up their noses this year like for the last 30. I’m personally, grieving that change. Though, the garden of Me is present and presenting as it is, and that is simply change. I resonate with it, or simply notice it. Do I respond to it?

I’m experiencing THAT newness. Something now indicates Soul Gardener, something someone said years ago, and maybe I’m just now growing into that after 7 years of partial Cicada Sleep now awake again.

Thank you M.Y. (Seriously, the person’s name initials, and now they are certainly fitting. I’ll tell Ya, too. They weren’t then. Though, they must have been somewhere in me, though, She evidently saw through the other stuff.)

“Inspect what you expect.” ~ citation unknown

What’s unsaid, present and built inside, that you can own now?

How can you NOW cut through to YOUR work by inspecting your expectations of yourself?

What do YOU have present that you’ve built inside that is yours, that’s valuable to you, that you can now own?

No need to wait 7years. What’s your gig now?

What are you growing in to?

What noses poke up within you this Spring from your consistent work? I grieve the Crocus as my Gardener’s notion of knowing what ‘Starting’ the season is. I simply looked forward to that morning where I saw their noses poking up in that full-on light of, “WE’RE BACK.” That isn’t what happened this year. Though, I’m acclimating, this year the Crocus said,

This year, go be comfortable with the not-knowing, like us. Inspect your expectations within yourself. That’s not our job this year. It’s yours. Glad you’re our gardener, though.

The Crocus kicked me out of the nest like a baby bird this year.

“FLY!”

Who knew? DAYum. And, full-on diggin’ it! Great stuff! Glad that ground thing is so far down there.

What HAVE you grown in to?

How far do YOUR roots go this year?

Well, may I suggest to fly THAT high?!

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2 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

Which of your most crucial connections can you use today to further what already moves you?

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Ace of Pentacles

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Ace of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment

What assets or seeds do you have, that you simply haven’t seen yet?

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“Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it.” ~ James Lane Allen

All that adversity, all that confinement, all that pressure building the density of identity until CRACKKKK, the seed burstS open, unfurls, and pokes up its nose to become the oak tree dreaming it had in the seed. (c) 2020 Jordan Hoggard

Did the soil hold back the seed, or was it its womb/oven/place of creation?

What pressures help form you, help magnetize critical mass in your efforts?

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I Don’t Believe in Bad Cards. None. Notta One! 5 of Pents, 1min 06secs

It can take a while, be quite a process, to get to 1 minute 06 seconds. Brevity’s not the soul of wit on this one. The 5 of Pents can be quite a journey, quite a mountain to climb. C’est la vie 🙂

I don’t believe in Tarot or Astrology, a neighbor recently expressed.  Hmmm. GOOD! I don’t, either!

WHAT?!! What do you mean you don’t believe in Tarot or Astrology?! You’re a TAROT READER. You’re a TAROT AUTHOR. You’re an ASTROLOGER for cryin’ out loud! Don’t you make your living with that stuff?!

[[ (:) Laughing to myself. Thinking, glad they had good grammar with the ‘an’ before the ‘a.’ In Astrologer(:) ]]

I don’t believe in my range or fridge, either. (Credit shout shout to Shawn Nicole, James Wells) I use them often to provide nourishment, though. They got it. They saw my perspective, and sorta started seeing their own in a different way. Inspect what you expect, I said (Unknown author, and I’m currently for some beautifully unreasonable reason not trusting the mixed message attributions given for the quote when kneeling to the Google Oracle.)

My Personal Pentacle

Natal Astrology Chart as Personal Pentacle on my fave leather deck box

I don’t believe in Tarot. I don’t believe in my range. I don’t believe in bad cards in the Tarot, either. Further, though, I feel bad cards don’t exist in the Tarot. Like dogs and cats and children and people. No bad cards, only bad owners — all the adults out there, yes, that’s you. Aren’t we each responsible to adult in the ways that only each of us can own as we’re now the parent of ourself? Hmmm, yes, no, maybe. Though, I presumptuously and pedantically digress. Doncha hate it when that happens? No, wait, that’s process. Ok, NOW the digression’s over. Geez. I’m getting tugged on this one. Love it. So many dodges, parries, and slips to keep to what I originally wanted to express. No bad cards.

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A matter of perspective, life experience, and the proper wits and will to utilize one’s life experiences tend to tenor and cascade through the flow of a reading.

I’ll say it again. Inspect what you inspect. Especially, from yourself before, during, and after readings.

Inspect what you inspect, and be fluid. Don’t go with the flow. Only dead fish go with the flow.

You see, I have a secret. It’s a public secret if you know me. Though, nonetheless it seems to resurface enough times like some kind of public Alzheimer’s is present so that it continually reverts to presenting itself as a secret. I could take a different path by simply denying it next time, and it might not ever come up again. WhatsUp with the forgetfulness? I mean. I’ve only been radio silent for 7+ years. Confusing? Maybe it is a naive denial on my part. Oh, WAIT! Nope, its the secret part that hides in plain sight.

My secret? I have a mantra. It’s simple to me. It may not set right for others. Though, after almost dying on the mountain (+ 2 additional other times, both on a mountain) I began to full-on understand the relationship of blood and rocks and sand and Nature itself, and my responsibility to my creativity and imagination. They desiccated and disappeared for 8 years (from May 2008 when they started going — that’s another blog) to 3+ years ago when I started Brainspotting with a Psychologist knowing my normal prolific creating had been gone too long to ignore. It was approx 17 years after the mountain in 1999. Mt Democrat. To close that out, I certainly put in my vote there.

It’s a very common symptom of intense PTSD. Very common to lose creativity, then have your imagination follow suit. It’s often gradual enough that you acclimate at each step to disappearing little by little. Now? Year 12 after May of 2008 (the financial crash), and year 21 after the experience, here I am. I climbed a different mountain in the background across these 17 – 21 Cicada Years.

So, maybe it’s just that I’ve stared death in the face and reached out a hand to call the bluff. Then again, death mighta just yanked. So, that wasn’t it. Plus, that would be hubris just askin’ for it. Hubris, Easy to taunt, easy to fool. ~ The 300.  I’ll call it Nature, and Nature’ll kill ya, and/or like you very much inside with fortitude beyond your imagination. I didn’t beat Nature. I didn’t win. I found my own Nature inside that day, and I lived. It only took me 21 years to come into my own with it. So, my mantra settles right in with me. What is it, you ask? DAYum this is a long prelude. Ok, no more teasing. Here it is:

Don’t waste trouble.

That is one of my breaths. It has its bindu back-and-forths deceptively long and short. don’t waste trouble plays its part in the breath of my path, In fact, it reigns In my sovereignty like an expert violinist carrying one note for just about ever as if it’s only one note and one motion. There’s something hiding in plain sight. It’s not only one note in one, continuous motion. That’s the poetry of their expertise at play. it’s kelpingly fluid seamless segues of moments in motion continually in movement. It’s also much like freehanding a perfect circle where you are always in a constant tangential change of direction. One must dispense with analysis and order to flow with their own way to abduce and draw out a circle. Drawing a circle with a big Sumi brush is beyond meditation. It’s like a personal ET abduction where one abducts themself in finding their true way. Then, the calligraphy starts. And, you thought the circle was difficult! LOL

Train until the mind forgets and the body remembers. ~ Ip Man (Yip Man)

I guess that bindu breath violin bow action and drawing a circle are like heartbeats over a lifetime.

Don’t  waste trouble. Sovereign. Will you say it out loud?

I am Sovereign. Don’t waste trouble.

Don’t. Waste. Trouble. Am I sovereign? I Am sovereign. Can you explore that question in yourself? Can you shed those words to explore it further?

The 5 of Pents card often provides trouble for people VERY OFTEN. I’ve heard it called a bad card more times than I can count. And, I’ve heard it called much worse as well. Maybe Urban Dictionary will document those new expletives.

It’s wonderfully evident why people consider the 5 of Pents a bad card for a whole host of reasons which I won’t go into here. Though, I don’t see it that way. Neither, do I see the 5 as a chaos number, nor the 7. I see 5 as a, maybe even THE, number of Nature — though I would fight myself over that to promote the 9, the Nin, the Tao of a certain Japanese martial and meditation system. 5 and 7 operate like the weather, not like emotion. There are certainly plenty of attributions one can aptly dance back and forth, though from my perspective 5 is a number that just does as if without thought or will. Like Nature. 5’s mind has forgotten, and 5’s body remembers is the way I see it.

So, we got past the false summits of the climb up to over 14K feet above sea level on a 14’er blog post. So, now we experience the expansive view. Here’s an example of one of my Don’t Waste Trouble mantra-breath-violin-bow-bindu thoughts in regards to a bad card.

I gift the upcoming 5 of Pentacles Mystereum Tarot Moment video to amplify anyone’s Inner Snake Tooth to direct itself to poke and lacerate and liberate and emancipate themself from the Snake-Egg Valence Shells and Loki Onion Skins borne mostly of trauma, and begin to further become the fresh serpent so to speak, his/her skin shedded, his/her skin not missed. Was that a long enough sentence forming a whole paragraph? Climb a mountain and have trouble, and that was a blip. Ya gotta say Fuck blog and SEO guidelines on the mountain. It is what is is, and Nature’ll kill ya if you aren’t natural there. No malice, no motive. Nature’ll kill ya on the mountain if you don’t listen to fear as a trusted guide and ally and allow anxiety to hijack it into it’s being afraid mold.

My gig is knowing this process lasted a lifetime, though not to tire through what seemed exhaustingly infinite Loki Onion Skins and Egg Tooth Valence Shells. I remember Mt Democrat. That was exhaustion. I literally almost saved myself to death that day and through the night. This is not that. This is your subtle, daily goings on, and frankly that may be much more intense over time than almost dying on a mountain. Take care of the little things, and you will be given much. ~Bible — as it alludes to keeping your filter clean, not letting things build up, and getting shit done actionably. Like with a sword, ya gotta work clean to live and die and make it back down to base camp on the mountain of life without cutting off your own leg.

Moving forward, when the 5 of Pentacles comes up, I suggest, how can you not waste trouble?

Here’s one of my odes to No Bad Cards, the 5 of Pents Mystereum Tarot Moment. Here’s to you living life your way!

From Tarot in the Land of Mystereum

What has has always been.
What is has always been.
What will be has always been.
~ Louis I. Kahn

Past, present, and/or future trouble?

Please don’t live in it. Immerse WITH it and MEET it.

Undisguise some blessings from inside today.

 

How can YOU not waste trouble today?

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Elevator Pitches & Smoking Hope WOOF

Elevator pitches are all the rage with some groups of people and speakers.  Remember there are 2 U’s in gUrU, though. Elevator pitches are important as a sketch problem to get to a concise place of vibrant and living clarity with your message . . . where you will train yourself to already have all the preparation you need at hand, in the palm of your hand so to speak to express your depth of above in your messaging.

Though, elevator pitches are most often like the smoking of hope by chasing every ground ball. If you stop along the way to address every barking dog, you’ll never do anything but address barking. It would seem there is a language barrier present there, huh? Or, do you speak Dog?

“To injure an opponent is to injure yourself. To control aggression without inflicting injury is the Art of Peace.” ~Morihei Ueshiba

“Strong enough to be without fear is strong enough to be gentle. Mind your fear simply as preparation for activity. Like warming up the whole car slowly while on the way.” ~ Jordan Hoggard

“Forget your thoughts into every action.” ~ C.G. Jung

Mind Your Pitches

Mind your pitches or YOU will be the one always seen as barking. Crying Wolf equates to mental, eye rolls which are not a sushi option.  And besides, fart instead of making an elevator pitch. At least it will make a stronger impression.

Happy Tarot’ing everyone!

Don’t Lose Your Ego, sometime’s it tells you to DUCK! Ego IS your Inner Dragon protecting your Inner Sanctum from you, though. Sneak like a magical thief picking dragon locks of protection. They are like safety seals for your Inner Nourishment.

All Similar, Each Unique.

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“6 of Swords ‘you have all the comms you need in the palm of your hand’ ” (c) Jordan Hoggard

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Cussing As A Soulfully Spiritual Tuning Fork

Cussing As a Soulfully Spiritual Tuning Fork

 It’s funny when you say F**K!  Is it charged? Or, is it simply an Uncle Walt Level Cosmic YAWP of an exhale?
Rather than raising a glass to some situations so to speak, I sometimes experience the converse of that celebratory gesture when I indefatigably have a Cosmic whatEV WTF moment of discernment when I simply raise my right eyebrow.  You see, if BOTH eyebrows raise with a glowingly glistening, sparkly-eyed smile, THAT’s somethin’ else, huh? That time when you say, “WOW, THAT’s somethin’ else!”, as you resonantly take in the experience like some of your best kitchen food-paintings making dinner for a lover or friends.

But

And I do say, “But,” . . . yeah yeah yeah “but’ is the new don’t-say-that-word-’cause-THEN-here-comes-the-lie. WhatEffinEv. Everything is scaled to how YOU utilize it, maybe even beyond your perceptions of it. Your mode of being can dis that or encourage it to hop in the hayride of life.  “But” is one of those conversational segues that can ensnare you in the anti-delight of . .. well . . . ensnaring yourself, only of course if you let it. “But” is simply a word.  Not just a word, though, right?  “Just and “Simply” are two other words like that. Though, haha-Rockin’ there’s another one, “though,” and they certainly can serve to bind you up outside of something experienced or some impending substance upcoming.

What Is A Yawp Of An Exhale?

What Is A Yawp Of An Exhale?  Well, it HAS to be colored with some Mark Twain or . . . here it comes, Uncle Walt Walt Whitman farcicality. Uncle Walt, Walt Whitman owned a newspaper. And, it’s not unethical to make damn sure your work is in print regardless really . . . Uncle Walt did THAT in spades!   . . . though Uncle Walt owned a newspaper which made the parse-the-whole-world’s-scales-out pretty Fu**ing easy.  So, I guess it is really the c and the k that get people. lol.
Personally, I am glad Uncle Walt’s work was worthy so I don’t have to solidly venture into the ethical questions of his actions, and I bet not simply just from my perspective.
You see, he would publish his own work, oftentimes under a pen name . . . and here’s the kicker.  Then, he would fabricate new employees to hire to give it stellar reviews. And, after the buzz got going, he would fabricate some f**ker to full-on scathingly review the work which stirred the pot.  Then, a couple of others playing the bird-with-a-broken-wing-come-to-the-rescue-of-the-initial-reviewers part to even the success-of-the-article keel. And, then POOF we’ve got a bestseller!  Uncle Walt certainly knew the power of building, of discussion, of priorities placed and then re-established-placed forward strongly just before a public denouement, and then ahhhhhhhh the Finale.

The Silence Between Inhaling and Exhaling

Inhaling is very yang, one takes in life. Exhaling is very yin, one’s shoulders drop and there is a relaxation. And, there is the twilight magic of the space between breaths inherently connected in a prescient remembrance backwards and forwards of them that . . . you needn’t probably couldn’t give a shit about either . . . except to note it or them . . .and effectively EFFECTIVELY move on YOUR WAY.
Top of breath Galactic Center scale apogee of our solar system . . . at the top of the breath.  Bottom of breath  . . . well,  . . . Galactic Center scale apogee of our solar system . . . at the bottom of the breath.  The magical twilight of dawn and dusk between night and day at one scale, at the scale of the whole Cosmos at another, and most pertinently all scales small and large and in between in one, simple cycle that is just one breath.

Breath Is Prayer

Breath is prayer. It is really all you need.  Do you get INSANELY FRUSTRATED at some people? Oh, take note of the tree I just timbered across your path. That is not always wholly your projection of your gigs. If it is, then maybe you are the ultimate narcissist, except be careful. They don;’t take much responsibility, and maybe they aren’t even able to do so always locked into the alleged dynamism of their emotional arithmetical multiplication tables.
And, when you take credit for EVERYTHING?  Well, if it’s your fault, try saying in jest . . . “Well, yes, it IS always my fault. I am just THAT powerful.”  See if ya don’t get a laugh that’s more than a hiccup heh of humor received.  See what happens when you lighten the load?  No, it is NOT always your fault, and the high road these days is where the rush hour spiritual gridlock goes when each of it has experienced a loss of soul.  Stand up for yourself. Yes, it’s really that simple. Oh, and don’t be afraid of being strong enough to be gentle. Anger doesn’t have to be expressed angrily. A little directness, like saying, “I don’t believe you,” and then understanding the ball’s not in your court anymore after saying that is often enough.

Cuss For Silence

Cuss without cussing. Blow off steam whether you do it verbally or to yourself as a preparatory measure.  It may not work for you, though I find it an awesome technique that hop-jimps even one’s air traffic control to the good stuff. . . . the good stuff being what comes next in the next batted ball in a tennis match rally that only minds the scale and speed of your pace. Don’t suck the exhaust pipe and exhale it. Let it go. The plants are there to lap it up. Aspirate! Exhaust! Though, do it every day like you are on a road trip. Simply mind when you need to top off the tank or fill ‘er up.

Cuss More For Yourself And By All Means Don’t Tell People About It. Get TO it!

Cuss more.  You may just find your soul returning to invigorate your spirit. I call it “Chthonic Numinosity: Self.” Maybe you can see that, maybe not. Either way. Let your soul be the foundation you brace against to emphasize your spirited actions. May the ground you walk on be as inspirational as the stars in your sky.  Do me a favor. Only miss the ground when you are either falling or on a magic carpet.  One person’s delusion and / or illusion is another’s magic carpet.
Have an anti-hysterical bias as you respond rather than feather’s ruffling react. My guess if you are reading this blog is that you are not a bird. Mind your figures of speech and metaphors. They may help you read your life.  Being quiet enough to hear, you may experience Silence . . . and you may as well hear what you are actually telling yourself.

Cuss As A Soulful Tuning Fork For Your Spirit

Cuss as a soulful tuning fork for your spirit.  Some of you may dismiss this as you are hmmphing your OWN raised right or left eyebrow.  That’s cool. I raise mine as well, and ask you to comment.  If you tell people the truth, make sure to make them laugh.  Otherwise, they will kill you.  I’ll put quotes on that statement when someone makes a good case for whether that was said by Oscar Wilde or Mark Twain . . . and further, from whom they stole it.  Know that the fork of your soul may bring gourmet things that are deliciously insane to spirit your palette.  Feel when you do. Or, DO.  I bet you may know what you like, your spiritual, dietary restrictions. F**K your restrictions. Let them be what solidifies a part of your identity.  Like, I could go all solid and tangible on Pentacles. Until I play them from a timing perspective.  THEN, . . . then, I may realize that a person’s presence or personality is very Pentacle-y as it makes an impression.
What impression do things make on you?  What place does ducking and moving forward strongly have?  How can you NOT duck when bad things are presented to you?  Can you simply just feel the “though” of saying . . . “I don’t believe you” ??  It may help your deadhead and prune WISE IN TIME at speed over time to naturalize the beautiful garden of yourself. When you work with your ‘good and better and best” and not explaining your “not this-or-that,” things might just tend to get better and better.  Just makes good sense. Of course listen to who you are listening to here. Listening to me is quite a risk.  Play with me, though listen to yourself.
Ciao For Now B****E*  Smiles to you envigorating your life YOUR way.  Be your own uniquely complete being.  That never means you have to sit in the corner. Quite the contrary. Unless of course you dig corners.  I much more dig corners as differently-scaled-and-placed chicanes.
Are you the kid interested at 1:20 in the video or the one picking his nose via his apathetic teeth?  Make sure you WANNA be there. You’re not that teeth-probing bored kid anymore . . . well, I hope.  The Lovers say . . . Love What You Love with a Queen of Swords no bs period at the end of . . . I Love What I Love.  Do You?  Do you express that?

Don’t Lose Your Ego, sometime’s it tells you to DUCK!  Sometimes you just say F**k! So what?

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Smoking Hope ~ Tarot . . . The DSM and . . . CUMMON!

Like I’m going to compare the Tarot and the DSM

Like I’m going to compare the Tarot and the DSM — the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders?  Oh, though OH but I AM, aren’t I?!  Please accept this giant grain if salt to take with you if you move forward. First off, let me be clear, the DSM is basically a giant Table of Contents for use as an insurance coding manual. It doesn’t flesh out distinctions. It doesn’t provide perspective in context. It’s one, long train. Be mindful when reading it, too. If you have a noggin’, it can often be like psyche-med commercials: ”Do you wake up tired in the morning? Oh my God. Write this down. I HAVE that.” ~ LazyBoy TV

I’m a layman, so basically, I can pretty much say anything even if it’s bullshit or infinitely inspirational, useful maybe even, mildly of interest, or All/And and/or either/or, and there is no E&O Errors and Omissions Insurance required. That’s for YOU to decide, though it’s also YOUR responsibility that if this affects you negatively to either duck, look the other way, or comment otherwise or not think you have a chance in hell to sue me for simply blogging my thoughts. McDonald’s coffee verdict may go against that, though. Coffee’s supposed to be hot. Evidently, her coffee actually was WAS too hot.

No Psych Advice Here

There’s no psychological advice or even any other advice here. it is simply for entertainment purposes according to some states’ laws? Yeah, whatev. I don’t make my living on the stage like Robin Williams, so the Psych Professionals who hmmph at this? Yeah, you know where you can go, though you can really only aim at the contingent of your colleagues who agree with me. Oh, though I should really follow through and should tell you where you can go. Please don’t go to Hell. Wm Blake, Shakespeare, James, . . . and Carl Jung and Fred, no not Flintstone, and Fred (Nietzche) are already holding a post for me. They tell me it’s warm, too. And, You’re not on the list. The bouncer will tell you that. Not to worry. I will appear and confirm it.

Wiki

Oh, I made the link to the DSM a Wiki one as I wouldn’t want to promote that you actually buy the fucker.  Heck, the IBC (International Building Code) is usually around $249 dollars, though you get 5 volumes for twice the price of the single-volume DSM.  It, too, the IBC is to protect the public safety, health, and welfare. Frankly, that seems TOO damn similar.  Effin Building Codes. Fuckin’ Regulatory Agency Society. Oh, and don;t get me wrong. I actually geekily LOVE regs, especially the Special Regulatory Agency ones. You see, I wrote policy for a time as a Co-Chair of Community Form and Identity. Looks like the DSM and the IBC give me something to talk about, huh? One day I will have an original idea, maybe. (( {{ [[How many parentheses do I have to put the wink emoticon in at the end of the sentence, so you won’t see it? lol ]] }} ))

And, “to protect”??? Who ARE YOU?!! I wrote policy for YEARS!!!  And, THAT opening line is crystal effin clear.  Please diagnose your societal-level control issue prior to contacting me. With the Building Code . . . I can live my life by the Building Code. Structural integrity . . . of Self. Oh, and here’s a biggee. Are ya all stressed out most of the time? If you are, what’s the prob? Stress isn’t a problem. Stress is simply a force applied to something. Strain is the kicker.

Stress and Strain

Stress isn’t a problem. Stress is simply a force applied to something. Strain is the kicker, the stinker to watch for, watching for . . . outside load limits, which themselves are often set up with a 20% buffer. Strain occurs when something deforms, achieves permanent deformation when it is pushed past its elastic memory. Like bent steel.  That’s strain. It was caused by a stress or stresses, though only after the stresses went past a certain point on a graph. What is your Load Calculation Package For Life look like? How much stress till you balk? How much more till you break? I don’t propose to pass your own point of flexure. Like steel, you might not have any warning.

Take Care With Your Stresses

Take care with your stresses. Direct them. Resolve their forces all the way to the ground . . . or make sure they bring you together like in aircraft design. Look at how strain is pen up there, though. It “achieves” permanent deformation. I think materials must be crazy about going nutso, huh. lol They ACHIEVE deformation. Achieve is simply another great word for “reached” or “met.”  How do you reach or meet something WITHIN your load limits?  How do you stretch your elastic limits to renew their 100% at a new and stronger datum of a new 100% place?

Yep [[Are short headings hell on SEO? Or, just clear]]

Yep, when I play Architect, drawing pretty pictures is the smallest part of my job. Not. And, then yes, drawing pretty pictures IS the smallest part of my job then. I have to be an attorney, though never come off as giving legal advice. I have to be a Counselor, as, well . . . most of my work has been residential or commercial . . . and dealing with couples or business partner groups is often relatively simil  . . . no, it’s the same . . . and not PRESENT myself as a Counselor.  I have to be an Accountant, yet do it silently and of course not present myself as one, and sometimes even have to hire one. Clients usually refer to that as “he’s a very efficient businessman.” The doctor thang?  No, they can bury their clients. I can only advise mine to plant some wickedly fast-growing vines. Please laugh now.  Though, on the doctor thang. I DO advise to live and work in healthy beautiful space. It’s important for your well-being. I used to have an Audi TT. When I felt off, I would simply go sit in it. The baseball leather seats were living thrones, the overall aesthetics at every scale? Balanced and beautiful. The beauty of its interior environment literally bled off whatever off or negative gig I was feeling. If it was really bad, I’d also turn on the stereo. 6 speakers per door is pretty surround sound surrounding.

Tarot helps like that, too, huh?

Oh, back to the DSM

Oh, back to the DSM. Specifically the DSM-IV.  Does the Psych Profession actually think I am going to hop on their Psych Building Code hype?  Fuck. The IBC is RE-ISSUED every 3 damn years. I have to allocate a 4-hour speed-read session every 3 years to groc my own sense of how the relationships have changed by the bits and functionally-inter-related-component-part modifications to make sure ANY given Building Department submittal is considered valid and goes through and is stamped APPROVED.

And, the DSM-IV. Really now?!  You REALLY want me to think that’s something to GO by when drawing pretty pictures is the smallest part of my job?  Oh, maybe you didn’t get my irony there. You see, I KNOW the IBC like the back of my hand, all 5 volumes. Oh, and 3 or 9 additional other other IBC manuals that apply to the nature of the work I perform specific to particular projects.  But, do I MENTION them?  Heck no. That’s one of the reasons to HIRE an Architect. “Building your project” is what I am hired for, and all THAT? Well, that’s MY job . . . well, of course there is a multi-layer Consultant Coordination aspect that makes 3-layer chess look like . . . well, ya know, split up and . . . I’ll just say it . . . Gray’s Anatomy (the book and not the series) for . . . just 3 layers. Effin CAKES easily have 3 layers. Oh, kudos to you cake makers and the things that go on in YOUR background where your expertise . . . Oh, you get the pic.

So, I got to here finally

So, I got to here finally. I got to here finally with grammar that looks like a bad set of teeth. Can’t fucq with Dentists, though.

Why all that oompaloompaville rant above?  Well, I don’t like to footnote shit, mostly because I don’t need to. That pisses people off into omission of my work, plus the conversational nature of most of it making allegedly complex topics . . . uh hem . . . talkable.  That’s a PITA.  So . . . whatev on that.  Oh CUMMON. That’s not some bird-with-a-fucking-broken-wing statement.  I know my sales stats. Integers are SUPPOSED to be on THIS side of 3 per 6 months by MORE THAN a moved decimal point.  Honestly, I am really thankful that my work is outside the crowd. ‘Cause due to that I keep doing my work without customized requests and suggestions.  WOO HOO!  THANK YOU SCHIFFER!!  Seriously.  Seriously, they took a risk publishing something like Mystereum that has never been done before. That’s what Schiffer does. Quality. And, what better quality than to make you make another segment on your shelf WITHIN your existing ones for something special? . . . with a magnetic clasp even!

What’s the Tarot and DSM and Architecture point?

What’s the Tarot and DSM and Architecture point?

What do they have to do with one another?  Well, it’s no strange stretch that operating with a natural language sense visually at 4 1/2 that I “went” into architecture, formally.  Well, I guess at this point, I am going to leave it to you with these 3 zingers:

~ Did you know that homosexuality was considered a Disorder until the DSM-IV? So, why ya letting them regulate you with that. They may be professionals, though OBVIOUSLY they are human.

~ The IBC is modified-updated ever 3 years. Hmmm. That feels about right. Why does the Psych Profession sit on its ass so?

~ Tarot. Oh boy! Here we go!  You see, the cards told me stories at 4 1/2. They told me stories. I would hop off of full-on diggin’ and being immersed in Grimm’s and hop onto the floor to spread out the cards, or, of course vice-versa contrariwise. I liked the cards’ stories MUCH mo betta, typically. I could TELL the stories lifefully rather than un-crack the metaphorical kernels . . . though of course with Tarot I was doing that all on the fly.

At about 25 while avidly trying to learn a particular Tarot gig, it came to me. A deep respect of the moment when I was 4 1/2 came to me. I AM A READER. Or, I WAS THEN!  Do THAT! So, I became a Reader at 25 after a 21-year retirement, and now I am 45 20 years later. How’d the time go by so . . . . . I LOVE it that no-one mobs me for my autograph. Introvert movie stars may want to listen to this. Seems helpful to avoid the paparazzi. Take a career-length break and then mimic it year-wise.

So, What’s the Tarot and DSM and Architecture point?

So, The IBC is updated every 3 years. At least they AFFECT that they are doing something.  I’m pretty much wondering if the OMS (Over-Medication Syndrome) Psyche Professionals are systematically trying to medicate out our artists.  Maybe Psych Professionals would do well to issue inspirational picture posters . .  ’cause if that’s all it takes . . . like TRADITION . . . “Just because you;ve always done it that way does not mean it is not incredibly stupid.” (c) Despair.com . I’ve gotta say . . . Despair.com is a GREAT place to go to stop smoking hope. Or, for more technical people. . . . try Touched With Fire where Kay Redfield Jamison all but makes the point of “Are we medicating out or artists?”

You see, I can pack shit in and keep going like a horse. I don’t really get depressed. I get COMpressed. I can carry too much.  Lately, though, I’ve been learning to drop shit here and there at various base camps.  You would be AMAZED at how fast I took the 1.25 mile ride up a steep grade today when yesterday I felt I was losing the gas in my legs. Psych stuff is IM PO TANTAY!  Nunya business, though I had a relief of something today. DAYum I took that hill!

Did You Know?

Did you know that homosexuality was considered a Disorder until the DSM-IV?  So, why ya letting them regulate you with that DSM fucker?  I AM NOT telling you to go off your meds.  I am saying . . . They may be professionals, though OBVIOUSLY they are human, too. The IBC is updated every 3 years. The DSM? Uhhhh, well, Nope. And, I’m not telling you anything about homosexuality, either. Why would I go further for something that I feel is simply the pursuit of being a man . . . where I am not telling you about me one way or the other as neither would be wrong.  I picked it as a sore thumb that stuck out.  Like in the Building Code . . .

What are YOUR egress rules in Chapter 10? I would have said Section 10 to be proper, though it sounded too much like Section 8.

Happy Tarot’ing everyone!

Don’t Lose Your Ego, sometime’s it tells you to DUCK! 

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