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Tarot ~ Ostara ~ The Day of the Balanced Dance
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Enjoy your Tarot BlogHop for Ostara.
You can hop back to Bonnie Fernandes’ blog or forward to Chloe for TABI’s blog.
Enjoy Your Ostara and every moment equal across the day! Heck, maybe even allow Moira and your internal sense of time to play in through the spaces between your notes to help you select YOUR natural sense of timing today.
Hi! Jordan Hoggard here. A fun and sacred Ostara to You! Join me along this segment of the Tarot BlogHop as I celebrate resurrection and rebirth in my way…as the one, Trinity Soul heartbeat making the Us in healthy relationships. So, let’s get to danicin’ shall we?!!
The Day of the Balanced Dance
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
~ Rumi
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk it took to blossom.
~ Anais Nin
Judgment
Nature’s Dance Hall. Archetypally perennial resurrection holding space for movement.
Queen of Pentacles
The Event Coordinator master gardening the scene. A worldly Empress,
Empress
Higher octave Queen of Pentacles. A Yoniverse carrying things to full term.
9 of Pentacles
The partnering of the dance of an equal day and night day = more clarity for the nuance of cleanly and purely being fully present and conscious and aware to take care with how you reveal and unfold your purity in the present in your life… best expressed by how you dance? The number 9 expresses a sacred partnership within itself, a divine and continual unfolding AS both its dna AND its mode of being… one and the same. 9 dynamically and simply steps up to the plate fully present and heartfelt as it expresses itself with its internal dance partners:
The double-colon between the numbers ” :: ” =’ing inner partners sacredly embraced naturally, and
09 09 18 27 36 45 :: 54 63 72 81 90
Notice how the partners express one another though are each their own as they dance together…
they do not mirror or project… they flow together like kelp and the ocean…
bring into being one Trinity Soul like the Trinity Soul Seat for the Mind of Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers…
09 18 27 36 45
90 81 72 63 54
Always ask the mind to take a seat. The heart and soul are healthier leaders.
Hermit
The interstice, the space between and within the dancers. still in Silence, the full inner activity of the Om 4 charactered voice of the Univers A U M (Silence all around and as the space between the sounds / notes)
The Devil
Sacred Masculine God ~ Goddess as the DJ. Beyond the canned notions of addiction and inhibition for the Devil there is a field, a place of purity supporting life fully engaging the higher octaves of earthly desires. To live fully in love and in love with one’s betrothed is no chain, no ball and chain. To live fully in love and in love with one’s betrothed enhances each other’s freedom as they pulse together into being the single heartbeat of the love-warmed Trinity Soul. Each couples’ Us that is entirely their own… and not subject to the notions of others.
So, in the liminal twilight space of Ostara in the dawn between equidistant Janus-to-and-from the dusk both between the night and the day each… while you decide how the above cascades in to resonate or be tossed… for Ostara… feel into this next mini-series of lines…
Reasons are unreasonable in love
Love is a socially acceptable insanity. (author = Amy. I don;t know who that is though I like it immensely)
Lovers love what they love, together… regardless…
Nature doesn’t have to convince me when it’s raining,
and fully the same as Nature,
my love, my dearest love does not have to convince me of her love…
her love as present as the rain,
as fully supportive as the ocean…
Twilight,the magical space of dusk and dawn, the magical spaces between night and day, between day and night. Twilight dawn, twilight dusk, each day the magical twilight twice.
So, here is a gift of a poem for your Balanced Ostara Dance…
Our Us Is Our Prayer
There comes one
who I know like wind
like rain upon the ocean.
And, as wintertime comes,
and our memories freeze together,
together may we sleep and dream.
So, that come the springtime
as we embrace with open eyes,
may we melt
back together
in warm embrace…
in the Trinity Soul heartbeat
that is Us
in each others’ arms
always.
Amen.
So, put your mind away today.
Today, on Ostara, lead with your heart…
Shall we dance?
[[insert 3 of Cups]]
Enjoy your Tarot BlogHop for Ostara.
You can hop back to Bonnie Fernandes’ blog or forward to Chloe for TABI’s blog.
Enjoy Your Ostara and every moment equal across the day! Heck, maybe even allow Moira and your internal sense of time to play in through the spaces between your notes to help you select YOUR natural sense of timing today.
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Tarot. Lammas. Pentacles. A Magnetic Fruit
Welcome
to this Tarothoppin’ segment from Tarot by Arwen’s blog along your Lammas TarotBlogHop dance of Pentacles: The Fruits of Harvest.
And, thinking about Pentacles and the fruits of harvest . . . a magnetic fruit came to me . . .
A Solid Big Fruit
As I sit here in my desert Oasis in New Mexico, USA thinking about Lammas and harvest, the fruits of harvest, Pentacles, Pentacles: The Fruits of the Harvest, I forget my oasis on my deck above my courtyard where I am shaded under my apple tree. . .
Yes, the tree is heavy with fruit, as is the pear tree near,
yet another idea wants to come through, a different kind of clear idea,
a different Pentacle, a differerent kind of fruits of the harvest . . .
and my mind wanders off into the imagined desert outside the city-oasis, as the apple tree shades me,
and I look up at all the apples.
I imagine
that the desert may be the ultimate reaper, always reaping, though I also imagine a field of harvesters harvesting in the bean fields that used to be right here, and a feast afterwards, and that is when I felt it, a different fruit of the harvest, a magnetic one!
This fruit danced its way into being as the heart of a solid idea, solidly birthing its qualities, and moreso renewing an awareness, a primary awareness of thanks for the harvest . . . and of something larger.
You see,
a whole apple tree of potentiality lives in the apple seed. In a field of barley the ancient Egyptians felt living sustenance, which by the way feeds in to their hieroglyph for “Fabric”. The “fabric” hieroglyph is 4 pairs of barley stalks, 4 pairs of barley stalks leaning together in pairs all on common ground. . .like the 4-pillared golden symbol below this Knight . . .
(c) 2010 Jordan Hoggard
And, therein is the solidly magnetic idea that renews my awareness, that draws me in another direction of fruit harvested. The magical twilight of the space between each of us that bring any two or more of us into relationship . . . is MAGNETIZED BY THE HARVEST to bring together and enhance and strengthen the magnetic and solid fruits of the harvest that are us in . . . COMMUNITY!!!
Community
is solidly magnetized by the harvest to be present and visible, resonating fully during the harvest. Like the visual story of meaning living in any hieroglyph like the whole apple tree present in the inner infinity of potentiality of the seed . . . Like the visual story of meaning living in the hieroglyph for “fabric” is magnetized by the harvest to gather together community . . . Communities are Pentacles-level solid fruits magnetized together by the harvest.
A community and the harvest inner-outer mirror one another. Inner-outer mirroring? Inner-outer mirroring and the always ripe number 9, and 9 of Pentacles come to mind for a coming harvest feast’s sweet dessert.
So, as you hop through fruits of the harvest with Pentacles in mind, enjoy this video about literal inner-outer mirroring with the 9 of Pentacles.
Enjoy the solid magnet-mirror living within the 9 of Pentacles. Best to it folding over into the solid fruits of your harvest in your community of self, with others, with Nature!
Hop back by any time you have a Tarot appetite and want an impromptu feast. TarotBlogHop along next to Joanna Ong’s TarotBlogHop blog!
Here is a Master List link in case you encounter a broken link along your TarotBlogHop. Click it if you find a broken link, and you will be able to hop right back on the TarotBlogHop track and keep going.
(c) 2012 Jordan Hoggard
All images (c) 2010 Jordan Hoggard
Tarot~Ostara~The TarOstara Twilight Bridge
Welcome TarotBlogHoppers from Lisa Frideborg Lloyd’s Tarotize site!
Welcome to this Tarothoppin’ segment along your TarotBlogHop dance of “Ostara: Painting the journey with new life.”
Tarot ~ Ostara: The TarOstara Twilight Bridge
Paint Your Journey With New Life
Chill here a little, and experience . . . Tarot and Ostara AS The TarOstara Twilight Bridge.
Twilight, the magical space of dusk and dawn, the magical spaces between night and day, between day and night. Twilight dawn, twilight dusk, each day the magical twilight twice.
Yet on one day each year, on the TarOstara Twilight Bridge, there is magical twilight thrice. Dawn and Dusk, and the Psychic Synapse in between. On Ostara visualize Ostara itself as a whole day of a Big Twilight Dawn as Winter’s night wakes from sleep into this Spring day. Visualize a dream still real and pulsing, morning-stretching, orbiting into memory. Visualize the awake-dream of Spring, longer daylight no longer a dream-time rumination, as a day is born partnered in a common communion dance with one night. Neither leads, neither follows. They are equal, night outstretching its arms of dreams as perennial noses poke-paint into the receptive hands of the day.
On Ostara from winter dream, from night-time intuition, Spring wakes across the magical twilight thrice across the TarOstara Twilight Bridge. Was winter a dream? Spring a present in night’s dream come true?
Just on the other side of this Ostara bridge of a single day, just on the other side of this Ostara place between, where the Twin Stars of the day and night dance-partners pause, pause leading, pause following to breathe across this bridge . . . they dance across the Psychic Synapse as the life-breath of this bridge where day and night are in balance, each a bridge support.
Day and Night Paint
Paint in the day and night as equal times, presently prescient remembrances equal in span.
Paint in the day and night as equal times, presciently present remembrances equal in span.
Breathe as you cross this annual bridge-time, the place of Nature’s Psychic Synapse. Breathe across the magical TarOstara Twilight Bridge, as only today on Ostara does this bridge appear. This magical TarOstara Twilight Bridge has quite a welcoming crew for you. As Winter stirs its depthful sleep to paint perennial Spring, to paint in the magical twilight dusk toward night, the magical twilight dawn toward day . . . turn and dance-paint with magical twilight all day on Ostara as you journey, as you magically move across the time of the TarOstara Twilight Bridge.
Noses Poke Up
Noses poke up in the garden canvas of Mama Gaia. They paint strokes as they subtly crown through their earth, as they, too, cross the time of the TarOstara Twilight Bridge. Flower noses paint a garden one by one as they cascade forward past to paint the life-journey with new life straight from Mama Gaia’s Garden.
~ Move from meditating the focus in your night to contemplating it in the day. Take a few aspirating breaths to shine some light on your focus.
Just near the middle of this day’s journey, we can realize the TarOstara Twilight Bridge is a drawbridge of sorts, a drawbridge seen always open in the middle when down, and only appears one day each year. It has this place in the middle much like the neural Fool-step of a synapse, much like our own, inner space-between synapses that bid greeting one living nerve to another, painting the journey with new life, one . . . little . . . magical . . .neural . . .twilight bridge at a time.
Nature’s 10th House?
Maybe this bridge is like Nature’s astrological 10th House public face. Populating its welcoming crew . . . note that Neptune supports the depth of the night side on the left. And, in its own unique place 1 degree away all the way across, Mercury encompasses all very mercurially to bring the day forth agile in both mood and motion. There are also signs that look like cards. Well, they ARE cards. The High Priestess stands at the door from night looking IN to you as center. The Hierophant sits IN the center at the door to day looking OUT to send you forth. Feeling-sense listen closely as you cascade through these cards. Feelingsense hear their harmonizing voice as they sing together across the Psychic Synapse, the place between. Do they sing, “Nature is Psychic” across this synapse? The High Priestess embrace-forms Neptune to herald the faraway night-sky sun of The Star. The Hierophant is further braced to move forward with The Sun playfully peeking through Mercury. And, the signposts in the middle, like French Surrealist aphorism signposts all dressed up but with no supports . . . this is the magical suspension of the space between of the Psychic Synapse.
The TarOstara Twilight Bridge and Psychic Synapse
(c) 2012 Jordan Hoggard
The Psychic Synapse
First, we see the small one, the shooting star of inception that is The Magician. Then, unfocusing to share Self with the Universe, the larger, The Lovers. And, THEN what is so big and SO there we can’t see it comes into focus. The Moon! Seeing a New Moon Full? That’s ridiculous! Well, not here it isn’t. It’s a bit of the Psychic Synapse magic at work. Across this magical TarOstara Twilight Bridge we can shine forward with one another painting our journey with new life. Neptune stands with The Star deep in the night sky silences. Mercury stands with The Sun brightly peeking through it to illuminate and communicate the coming longer light scenes. And, the Psychic Synapse begs one to Fool-look up . . . to Fool-look up and magically fire across it like the living impulse nerve to nerve to feel what is so big and so there you can’t see it. . . until you do of course. It is The MOON so big and so there all the time, New OR Full. And, here is Ostara! Here is the TarOstara Twilight Bridge! Meditate the night body of the moon with no light of its own, a dark body in the night of space, as it fully reflects the sun’s light. Does a Full Moon present our sun a reference to a night-sky Twin Star sibling in the image of The Star? Something magical about that thought today on this Ostara Day of the Psychic Synapse between the length of the night and the day. I’ll simply enjoy my hmmmmmm on the TarOstara Twilight Bridge and leave it at that. What magical thoughts Psychic Synapse to you today?
So, in closing . . .
All similar, each unique.
Day and night are equal today, and still day and night, similar and unique . . . And today, we can magically journey over the Psychic Synapse of the TarOstara Twilight Bridge.
May we perennially poke-paint our noses on the canvas of Mama Gaia’s Garden.
Today, may we each be balanced pairs always whole and complete, always never finished painting our journey with new life.
Happy TarOstara Psychic Synapsing!, Jordan
Best to you painting new life into your journey as you explore the Ostara series of TarotBlogHops! Click here to Psychic Synapse POOF yourself right to the next TarotBlogHop stop at Zanna Star’s Tarot Notes Major and Minor blog.
Jordan Hoggard
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