This looks wonderfully interesting. I know what I’m doing at 10a PST/1p EST this Sunday!
This Sunday, August 30 I will be offering an online presentation for the organization Carl Jung Depth Psychology. The presentation is titled “The Participatory Imagination,” and is based upon the chapter I wrote for the fourth volume of Jung’s Red Book for Our Time: Searching for Soul Under Postmodern Conditions, edited by Murray Stein and Thomas […]
If I lured you in here and you’re looking for Men In Black, then I’m sorry… I duped you, they’re not here… Instead you’ve just landed yourself into a world of conversations between tarot readers with a smattering of dark humour… J – “You’re a VERY spiritual person.” That’s delicious. I’ll put that up there […]
I am Honored. I am plussed. I cherish Ian using Mystereum the way it was meant to be used… to enhance and reinforce and strengthen and amplify His Life, His Way. Your Life, Your Way is the Way of The Land of Mystereum, ImaginAction, and ImaginAction 2.0. Best to you always finding your best way.
May the ground always rise up to support your every step. Especially, when there was no ground there as you began to step.
~ Jordan paraphrasing an Irish Proverb to The Fool for the Leap… where The Fool might not even leave the ground, simply experience the flight in the interstice between each and every steps. Skip in the step, anyone?
Thank you, Ian. Treasure. Your Story is True Treasure. Thank you!
Have a Wonderful Week Your Way!
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I got some watercolor blocks from Daler Rowney and decided to test the paper with a quick painting. It is hot-press paper with a smooth surface and I found it pretty nice to paint. The small A4 format is handy for painting outdoors and fits perfectly in my bag. I tried extremly wet and dry […]
This morning, my face was aching from laughter so it took me a couple of seconds to pause, stem the 2nd wave of laughing flooding in… Breathe… Ease my face out of grin into talking mode before I could answer the question put to me… “Sometimes, I feel like my whole life is just a […]
In the process of breaking in the Discarded Oracle, I’ve been road testing ImaginAction. The spreads are not new to me, they’ve been around since 2012. I’ve tried several in the past but now they are handily neatly repackaged all in one place. A pdf beautiful banquet of 78 Art-Inspired Divination Spreads, alongside a nifty […]
Rest is a death of sorts, a rejuvenation time, especially utilizing the way of Tarot in the Land of Mystereum. Death is also outright. Finishes. Completions. Death is the mother of memory, and the fertilizer for dreams.
Here’s what I expressed then that gold-panned a nugget from my experience that goes hand in hand with a larger gift, one of those indelible Songs Of Experience that arrive throughout life simply when we do:
Death is the mother of memory, and the fertilizer of dreams. Yes!, to that. And, it continued:
Death is the mother of memory.
Death creates our individual Songs of Experience, together,
amends the soil of our Soul Garden,
actively and actionably nourishes and makes our dreams real.
Also, I received a wonderfully touching gold nugget gift of a surprise that was no diamond in the rough that was abduced from my memory revisiting this painting’s cyclical journey. It watered, nourished with the first three comments on my last post, Coming Soon, Something Is Waking Up.
What was the gift? In a way it serves up a preamble dish for what is coming soon, as I was influenced to remember something I cherished. I remembered death, and a poignant and meaningful memory resurrected. A portal of emancipation of robust value arose to light my way. In a way it was The Hermit seeing, acknowledging, zen-taking the steps to step back into the old shoes of the first footprints of the cycle just completed. I see those steps. I feel them in memory. I resonate with them in the journey from there to here. As I step into my own footprints anew, the first footprints embossed into the birth of a previous cycle, I step into my own footprints differently. Because, well, its now. Songs of Experience message the soles of my feet, touch my groundgrabber toes, message straight up into my imagination.
May the road rise up to meet you.
~ Traditional Irish Blessing
May the ground rise up to support your every step, especially ground that wasn’t there before as you began the step.
Holly Troy of Cosmic Holly watered the portal of the memory of this painting’s history without knowing anyThing about it, Love the painting! That perfect, unconscious safe-cracker timing removed a cover stone, flushed out a wonderful reminiscence, and then emancipation as the history resurfaced. As know I could hold it.
And then, after I expressed this painting’s story, Bonnie expressed, What a touching story. Resonant icing on the cake, a tall glass of water to go with the water of tears that flowed from this experience. Gotta fill those tanks back up ya know? She did that for me.
So, no more preamble, here’s the good stuff of where I’m going with this post, just in advance of the creative venture that just went into labor and is on its way to birth, Coming Soon. The gold nugget good stuff here, the just-before-what’s-on-its way is a gold nugget of memory that was gold-panned out of a simple comment: I love this painting!What a catalyst to induce! What a simple key to unlock a re-surfacing at just the right time. Beautiful, deceptive simplicity. As simple as a key. Hmmm, what do keys do? So, I am going to hold the space for this gift I was given of my own cherished memory re-surfacing robust and full and fresh. No edits below, like you wouldn’t edit a mother in labor before a birth — those who say it cannot be done are better served to stop interrupting the person doing it ~ Chinese Proverb — and simply post my response in italics below.
In inception, conception, birth, and soon to naming.
Thanks for visiting and being here now, especially right now as this upcoming creative seed unfurls from its Place of Creation Womb fully formed. Nope, not an abomination. No Dune references (regardless of which version you dig).
A New Living Memory Gold Nugget Gift
Thank You! And, thank you for the accolade.
I chose #16 from my ‘Constructing the Center” series as it just felt to be right. Little did I know, that upon your compliment, the wonderful and sad and full reverence of this painting’s story would re-surface. I express my heartfelt thanks for that.
My experience and history with this painting passes through occasionally to re-posit a perspective of the importance of now, though it has been years since I felt it from this painting fully. You certainly don’t need to read the rest if it comes to being TMI about what this painting did after it graduated from my brush. Suffice it to say I am proud of it, and proud of what its nature did for another vibrant person.
Extra: This is one of my personal faves in the series, The compositional white space feels to do as much as the paint to dance the image into life, circles completed by the unpainted white space. It was #16 in the ‘Constructing the Center’ series of 66 mandala-like watercolors. At the gallery opening where it was 1st presented, a woman smiled and reached out to me and the gallery owner across the room. We both felt it. Turned. As she smiled and turned back to the painting to continue her finger trance-dance across the glass of the Uni-Frame.
We came over. She was just beaming. “Constructing the Center #16 you call it Mr. Hoggard? Hmmm, CtC #16. Hmmm. Nope. I say, Sweet 16. Besides the color sense I love, so joyous, and JUST FUN, it just has everything, and half of that is comprised of nothing Mr. Hoggard. Jordan! You IMPLIED half of this!. I LOVE that laziness that probably took more planning than the contrary, or (looking me up and down) maybe you didn’t plan anything, just painted? Oh, I love the balance. The feel. The colors. What’s there. What’s not there in connected complement. Oh, hmmm. Oh Lordy. Where will I put it? Ah, that’s the 50% not there. I don’t need to know that right now. May have to reshuffle a bit. Don’t need that reason buzzkill right now, cloud my decision. Yes. Yes, I must have it.” Instant red dot on the label from the gallery owner. And, I’m there beaming, too, wondering where my words went. I know now. I didn’t need any. It was the feeling of knowing that something I did enhanced another’s life.
I stood there enamored in her resonance with the image, honored, and love that I was also taken aback, a bit confused at 25 years old. She was so astute with her emotional resonance as to why she loved ‘Sweet 16.’ Heck, I didn’t even take issue with her re-titling it. Heck, she adopted it after it graduated. She gets to name it, and it’s not moving back home. It’s started to make its way. And, that I had created something that someone valued that deeply? At the time, all I said was, “Thank You,” as we both stood there swimming. I, in something that graduated from me provided to another that enhanced their life, her simply basking, more wondering where in her house did it need to find home… like it was already there.
I felt something in that experience I will never forget. Honesty and emotional truth in what you find beautiful, in what moves you. Yes, it was my creation, though hoopy to the vanity of that. That SOMETHING I created moved someone that way, that intensely, calmly, honestly, in the moment? She taught me a great lesson that day about what are yess-es and what are no-s.
Thanks for striking the nerve in me, the ancient chords on this one. I hadn’t resurfaced that memory when I posted it. It just felt right. Your resonance was plenty enough, though, fulfilling to feel what she taught me again, fresh again now this painting and her speaking to me fully again now liberated from their treasure chest to be worn..
And, I hope this was not too much. Your compliment dropped a smile on the portal they were in to open it for me. Thank you for that.
Not to be cagey, though if you read down this far, the short story is more important. One day, in 2002 a package arrived. It strangely looked like something I was used to shipping out. No return address, actually my address as the return address. ??? I opened it, unwrapped the contents, and there was Sweet 16, and a card fell out. I was stunned. “What is happening here?!!???!!!! I opened the card.
Dear Jordan, I have been diagnosed with Stage 4 pancreatic. It’s one of those that even I IN MY lyrical way can’t sidestep to flip the poisonous turtle limits back. It’s quite a menace. That said, I do not give up. I live. I love living, love experience. Though, this Sweet 16 that you made has given me so much joy every time I pass it. Will it EVER stop dancing in your 50% laziness of execution? I handed Sweet 16 with this card off to my son in my will. So, if you are receiving this, know I cherished Sweet 16 and your spirit. Thank you. Heck, what else can I say? Thank you.
Love, (My name’s moving on.Please keep yours fit, and take care of Sweet 16 for me)
Holly, I love that I’ve been brought to tears here. Waterfall. Thank you. This experience is a gift I cherish.
Thank you, Holly. I gather as well the original owner thanks you as well from somewhere beyond. SHe was an effin lyrical firecracker, quick on the draw, and most everyone around her glad for it.
I am honored. What an accolade! I cherish the the depths of personal, process experience and Soul Gardening that brought Mystereum into being. I feel chords plucked on the harp of my heart-strings. They resonate for my creation’s journey as it has made its way so wonderfully out there in the world after it graduated from me. Kudos Mystereum! Thank you Marcus & Tali!
There are more reviews, and I’ll post them in the upcoming weeks. I have 5 more that just floor me every time I revisit them. They will be in no particular order, as I resonate with them all, each differently. Like Mystereum says, All similar, each unique. And, The Sun extends, I’m you, as only you can be. Have fun with that one in your own ways as only you do. How were you particularly born to see?
Okay, let me first say THANK YOU to Schiffer Books for sending me Tarot in the Land of Mystereum by Jordan Hoggard.
Size: 11 1/2 ” x 6″ x 1 1/2″
Illustrations: 78 color art cards + 192 page companion book
The box that this comes in is sturdy and has a magnetic lid. The book and the deck nestle in here very nicely. The colors are vibrant and the card backs are like looking out a picture window. (Well, that’s what I see anyway, you may see something totally different.)
The first thing I noticed is that these are not standard size cards, they are larger -no squinting to see what’s going on in the image. I’ve come to like larger cards so, this is just fine by me!
Before releasing the cards I took out the companion book and started reading…within seconds, I was smiling and hearing the words on the page come to life in Jordan’s voice! (This deck is all about your imagination after all…)
This book is so different from what you expect to see in a companion book! It’s truly entertaining and packed full of information. This is what I would call a “Story Book”. Okay, if you need a more grown up term for this, it’s a Novel with well developed characters.
It was hard for me to put the book down once I started reading, the story moves you right along through every single card in the deck! The “Imagination Tools” will serve you well and open your mind to new possibilities. The key words are given under the image of each card in the book, you will notice right away that these are very different than what you’re used to seeing…they have more depth and come from a totally different perspective than what you find in other books and decks. Many authors say they have a different approach to Tarot but, Jordan really does — and here’s the book to prove it! I can’t imagine how much time went into writing this book, it’s something every tarot reader should add to their collection.
Now, let’s talk about the cards! I mentioned they are larger than a standard deck but, not so large that you can’t handle them. The cards are sturdy and will last you a very long time.
I shuffled and shuffled…The Queen of Swords! I love what Jordan has done with this card-the three swords are forming a triangle around this Queen. She’s very focused. I wouldn’t say she looks annoyed, just very intense. I like that! No-nonsense! The Queen of Swords is one of my favorite images in this deck. I think this card shows how The Queen’s attitudes and intentions can sometimes be misunderstood. She isn’t mean, she just doesn’t believe in beating around the bush — direct is the way to go with this lady!
Look at this High Priestess. Is there anything that she doesn’t know?
These two cards represent what this deck will mean to me… how it will treat me and what I can expect. I think it’s saying that it will tell me anything I want to know and it will tell me in a manner that’s direct and to the point. This makes me smile ’cause I like things on the direct side! I look forward to working with these images and re-reading the book. I totally “get” how this is an Imagination Primer! When you look through the cards, there seems to be just a whisper of something… like when something is on the tip of your tongue…then your mind opens up and the information starts coming. If a blue print could come to life, it would look like this deck… that’s what I think!
Each character tells his or her story in the book and the deck provides the visual aid to get your head in gear… I just don’t know how else to explain this so, I sure hope this makes sense!