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Tarot Twos To Pair: Your Mystereum Tarot Moment

previously, on Mystereum Tarot Moments, The Family of the Aces.

Today is your . . .

Mystereum Tarot Moment With The Family of the Twos

Hi… Jordan Hoggard, author of Tarot in the Land of Mystereum , here to explore pairings and contrasts with the family of the Twos.

Numerically, the Twos correspond with Judgment ~ Strength (or Justice if you run it as eleven in your Tarot card sequencing) ~ and The High Priestess of the Major Arcana.  You can explore the relationships of these numbers further in my blog.  So, let’s explore Tarot pairings and contrasts with the Twos. [[INSERT CARD IMAGES]]

With the 2 of Pentacles strive for equality, equanimity. Feel a direct line from your feet to your imagination with your feet as ground-grabbers.  Spread your toes as fingers. Imagine things as soon as they touch your feet with the dexterity of delicate finger-strokes in an epic spiral of giving and receiving.

With the 2 of Cups feel another persons’s big, bright-eyed smile when you think of your identity. Love yourself. Love your imagination. Love who you are. Relish in the wonderful gift of two people or ideas participating together.

With the 2 of Wands shift your focus and redirect your scale on the fly if you feel perplexed. Literally, adjust the energy of your gaze, and do not let many little things be confused as one, big thing.

The 2 of Swords focus for better communication. Study things. Strongly see and discover the way you were naturally born to see.  Express it.  See and think about familiar surroundings differently.

Pairing and contrasting the whole family of Twos in your own way can provide a vital Tarot lesson.  Allow them to inform one another as they come up in a Tarot reading. 1 present, 3 as Silent Counsel. An example? The 2 of Swords can serve to better discern familiar perspectives differently. See and think about things in a different light on the foundation of the 3 Silent Counsel. Refresh your perspective, and more specifically direct the 2 of Swords.

And, to address emotions and receiving in relationships with the 2’s with another example?  Visualize how male and female qualities relate.  Men may be from Mars, and women from Venus, yet I don’t think so. That seems to be a trickster.  See children, say 6 years old.  A little boy will play.  Another boy comes up, and they play.  A 3rd comes up, and they play and play catch-as-catch-can until they are hyper-tired balls of emotion, and they all cry and cry and cry. Then, see a little girl.  Another girl comes up. They begin a tea party. A 3rd comes up. And, once whichever is alpha begins to get overloaded, she sends one away with something like, “YOU need to go think about what YOU have done!”  And, the girl, tail tucked between her legs, skulks away.  Notice that there was no content in the dismissal.

What does this indicate? I would say that at core it indicates that males are naturally emotional, and females are natural strategists.  Scroll this forward to now, and apply this to your feelingsense in relationships — male and female (anima) qualities in a male as emotional, and the female and male (animus) qualities in a female as a strategist.  We all generally utilize some of both.  Does this example provide any flipped, societal clarity in regards to addressing emotions and receiving in relationships?  Does this provide a simple and example that is applicable?

Here are two food-for-thought questions to play with:

~ for your male aspects: What are you really feeling? Ask. Couple with the other’s perspective.

~ for your female aspects: What are you really working to orchestrate? Ask. Couple with the other’s perspective.

Thank you for visiting my blog.  I look forward to further touring you through the families living in the Land of Mystereum.

Jupiter’s Blessings,

Jordan and The Land of Mystereum

© 2012 Jordan Hoggard


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Tarot Neptunian Atman

Tarot Neptunian Atman?  Neptunian nuclei? Heck, what the heck are THOSE?!  Does my Mom know I talk like this?  Ummmm, Yes.

~ The Ace of Cups’ smaller than small Mystereum character continually fulfilling as the nucleus of the larger than large Hanged Man?

~ The Hanged Man’s character afloat in clarity as nucleus of The Ace of Cups?

~ Ace of Cups as Hanged Man nucleus?

~ Hanged Man as Ace of Cups’ higher octave, Higher Self?

Large-form ebbs and flows back and forth, each at one and the same time both the other, and as well contrariwise?

Seein’ a little ditty danced there.

I find it more important to NOT to impart my intense energy to the client, or take on theirs.  It would seem a disrespectful dilution that dissolves a strong and powerful listening to identity.  Comfortable with your identity, AND the client it makes for a non-pinned ATM in a great exchange in a reading, if one does not take care is there a merge?  A meld? A magical mixing? An enhancing of freedom of each that is catalyzing across the board?

When I read, I have squeezed my Neptunian boundary sponge before I hear the knock and answer the door, or knoch which is where the reading actually begins.  The stacked stone trailhead indicator of the portal of the path into the reading.  I squeeze my sponge after also, regardless, and get on to the rest of my day or to the next reading.  I squeeze my Neptunian boundary sponge before and after regardless.  If things are to influence me, they might naturally do so.  Even if something resonated with me and is positive, it still may not round-peg to square-hole combo-lock open anything worthy to be influenced or affected by.  A smile may occur, and that feels similar to a cool face seen in a tree along the path of the reading.  Do I forget those things that are squeeze-dropped from my sponge?  Probably.  Probably, in the way one may never see that face in the tree again, or even recollect it, though it may have provided a pivotal image shaking like water-sounding Aspen tree leaves rustling in the wind.  Though the moment would never have been the same without it, it feels to be like going on stage to speak, or perform, or listen as others do.  The warm-up is rarely part of the performance.  The curtain rising or parting, relieves the veils of their duties.

The warm-up, the chaff about to be shaken from wheat, is shaken off as the curtain does its gig to stacked-stone-trailhead mark the moment.  The warm-up is not part of the performance.  The snake, his skin shedded.  The snake, his skin not missed.  “OH! The pretty new colors!,” the snake feel-dream-thinks out loud inside.  OH! The pretty colors!  Chaff and curtains and stacked-stone trailheads and shedded skins are more than not missed.  They Death card Master Gardener-style continue themselves as compost, as spacing.  They resume something else without exhuming what made it.  Their place?  Is that the place of no-place?  Or, is their place that of context and memory, where the memory craftily relieved of its time-constraint is no longer in the present?  It simply lives heralded in the bannering forth of the prescient remembrance of the performance?  Maybe this is more of an “and” expression.  Maybe neither and nor or.  Regardless, isn’t it expressive of life’s movement. the passionate heartbeat pulsing each action?

Sometimes, I continually visualize squeezing my sponge as I listen to my clients.  It really depends on me and them and the reading and the time and the place and their question and . . . yes, my presence to be present as well as theirs.  Some  readings are more intense than others.  Some readings are simpler than others, and carry a deceptive simplicity of a rockin’ impromptu speech.  Some feel altogether natural and are at one and the same time natural saturations of which to be most careful.  On a bead-reader day, can that be a 2-way street?  Sure.  And, therein enters ethics and professionalism.  Funny thing is?  I have never called in sick to a reading.  Something about them sets the time before and after for resonance with the reading itself.  Even in rapid-fire succession, reading after reading on a long day . . . it is never “just another day at the office.”

Neptunian aspects? Taking on anyone else’s stuff no matter how congruent it feels?  Neither naturally jives.  Neither naturally juves with the combo locks of one’s identity.  Agreement does not, or rather, never indicates to empathise I find.  Empathy, even though it can be wondrous, does not imply to ingest anything additional.  I am especially careful to not swim in sympathy, and maybe even more so less consciously with empathy.  The details will time themselves out if referenced and footnoted and beaten into submission by over-analysis of intellectualism.  Frankly, that is no submission at all.  Moreso, it feels to be a curtain that never opened to play its part in the shedding of itself to awaken the performance, the reading.

And, there is one particular phrase.  “To swim.”  Is that what I do in readings?  Maybe.  But, with WSI training, (Water Safety Instructor), I never, repeat, never approach a drowning person head-on from the front.  Why make sure 2 people are going to die when one can do one’s best to cross-check the identity of the question to bring itself to bear . . . heck, even wash up with otself after the storm has broken.  I don not say, “after it IS broken,” as that would feel to puncture ethics with heavy-handed and egomanaical. . .uh hem . . . can’t really call that reading.  It is something else.  Sociopathic?  When an idea or the person in general is drowning it is does not seem advisable to try to support them as they will climb on you and push you under.  They WILL whether you realize it or not, squeezed sponge or no.  You may take a bad gift from them from the reading.  What then?  Well, it is then yours.  It is your responsibility.  No blame.  No therapy.  No catharsis.  More a wise in time -do-not-take-it-on-in-the-1st-place kind of thing.  Does that sound difficult?  Hmmm. . . . how difficult is it to not use the word pity as a verb in your life?  That may do some service to a response.  Maybe no.  Hmmm . . . presumptuous for me to go much further on that trail as I see more stacked stones, another trailhead to direct my feet another way . . .

I have extremely Neptunian aspects prominently.  I know all too well that I almost already get someone the second I see/smell/hear/sense them.  I don;t go into the clairs much as I am a synesthete where senses cross over.  Is that a Neptunian thing with Mercury 4 degrees away in Scorpio? Most probably yes, that is part of it.  I see it as a Seeing With Cat’s Ears kind of thing.  Very much in the wild, in nature in life.  I would suggest not to listen to a word I have said if you have never had an intuition you acted on, or led people off a troubled, stormy mountain pass kind of thing.  Notwithstanding that, I feel one of the things I have to offer here is . . .

Mind your identity.  Nevermind conflict.  You are the reader.  Do not take it personally.  Your clients are not your tourniquette, nor you theirs.   Also, miind that you do not chum their water or your own.  Teeth have many forms, and mostly are not bared consciously or intentionally. Ideas and thoughts and feelings have teeth.  Simply be the dancer to keep clients focused on THEIR stuff.  Maybe you are their stacked stone trailhead to direct them to their hike.   Still learning that, though. Occasionally, I get bitten so to speak when I felt even the strongest I have ever felt.
Mind the details that creep in like a drop of dye dropped in water.  From that I get to my one chief suggestion.  Besides being good for hydrating the skin, prepare yourself with your fave oil.  It will be like a herald on a shield to them announcing who your presence is without bring you too close until YOU do that.  They will naturally not be threatened to try and overtake you as they see/sense/smell/see who you are, as your reading may give them the oil-scent of themselves to further explore themselves.

I find that people really often DO inwardly know how strong their feelings and emotions are.  And, whether they are aware of it or not, they are there.  As the reader, discern your surroundings with your Cat Ears.  Your eyes are not the only vision tool.  They may be the first clue to allow you to sit in one spot never moving and never get any direct hits from them, though.  And, maybe that begins to elucidate the Powerful Listening of a reader?

Powerful Listening.  It is a great trait to develop that both protects you and may in fact enhance you as well at the same time provide a more directly discerning and responsive service for your clients.  Like driving.  Head on collisions are best avoided by staying in your lane so to speak. Ride with them as co-pilot as they drive serendipity.  Let it flow.  OH! THAT tree is SO cool, turn left.  Reasons can be as unreasonable as that tree.

So. . . .

What do I mean by Neptunian aspects ?

First off, utilizing “aspects” here as a facet or component or feature of something rather than an “aspect” in astrology per se.  Neptunian aspects are boundaryless concepts, watery, depthful, infinite and boundaryless.  That said, it is not to indicate that I have no boundaries as that would indicate a problem.  Moreso, it is that I  . . . how shall I say this . . . have spongelike boundaries.  Things are apt to be felt even before I directly encounter something as they “touch or encounter my sponge” so to speak.    And, things can get caught in the sponge, even things I like immensely but that are other peoples’.  I find that what integrates naturally flows through, maybe even without even encountering the sponge, like the sponge is my customs agent.  Call the Neptunian aspects spongelike boundaries.  It is much like a cell.  It has a semipermeable membrane as the outer cell wall for nutrients to get in.  Much like the concept of “water conforms to its cup,” the situations we place ourselves in AND the WAY in which we place ourselves — hydrated and fed are two solid ones — would express the sphere of influence or being influenced of this sponge.

Take a fish in an aquarium for example.  If you press your hand into the water, the fish will feel the displacing pressure, or simply the influence, the affect of your hand.  In a more complex example: with your back to an open door, can you tell who it is when they change the sound/feel/smell/thought/etc very etc of the room as they become and tune the doorway with themselves like a drum, simply for an instant as they step through the doorway?   Is a person stepping through a doorway into a room like a finger covering a hole playing the flute of your space?  Or, what do you feel when closing the doors of your eyes?  What tune resonates there?
I expressed Neptunian aspects to mean comfortability (or discomfort) with boundaryless concepts, and that Neptunian aspects can be a key to better learning of one’s own sphere of influence as well as how one’s influence cascades inward and outward to ebb-n-flow wave when interacting, and even when not directly interacting.

In closing,

You see, I am one to facilitate relationships thriving.  I am a reader.  I have no querents as that term sounds to DAYum petri-dish-presumptuous.  I have clients.  The client is always right, and not always correct.  Their form follows their priority, and the dyes that drop into their water.  Stacked-stone trailheads of statements even midstream are noticed when powerfully listening, even when powerfully speaking . . . even in the power of silence. . .

I will simply say, “HAIL CHIRON!”  May you always elucidate your identity to find the workability of the best things that feel to need to be lived every moment.  Does that sound like a royal PITA (Pain In The Ass)?  A hassle?  A lot of work?  And, does it not sound less like work, and more a way to enhance the freedom of you breathing passionately to nourish yourself with your personal resonances your way?  Even when still? Especially when playing?

As naturally as the Hanged Man may be the higher octave, the Higher Self of the Ace of Cups . . . May breath be prayer aspirating your inner divinity.  May your personal resonances live with and nourish you as naturally as you breathe, and enhance your breath.

Jupiter’s Blessings,



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Tarot Full Moon By Candlelight

Mapping Mystereum: The Moon

There are 21 appearances of the moon in The Land of Mystereum, and for this full moon in Cancer, I will begin my TarotVerse (c) series with The Moon.  TarotVerse will start out as writing 4 lines of verse catalyzed by The Moon related to each card it appears in throughout The Land of Mystereum.  A 4-line stanza for each of its appearances will compose poetry that I call TarotVerse.  TarotVerse for Your Universe.  Enjoy!  The Land of Mystereum is about enhancing your life, you inner inheritances, your way.  Here’s to a full moon and Your Life, Your Way.

Mapping The Moon in the Land of Mystereum (21 appearances)

===> Major card presence (9): Moon, Fool (viewing earth FROM the moon after a little jump), Magician, High Priestess, Hermit, Wheel, Death, Temperance, Tower.

===> Minor card presence (12): Wands: Ace, 2, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, Page, Knight.  Queen of Swords.  9 of Pentacles (Howling at), Page of Pentacles.

===> link to 9’s Birth Card blog:

===> link to 9 of Pentacles video about a natural folding over, much as the moon reflects the sun.  Reflection and flipping perspective as moon and sun, Moon and Sun: 




Full Moon By Candlelight

21 TarotVerses: The Moon in The Land of Mystereum


The Fool lights the candle of twilight, of magical twilight,

the twilight dusk, the space between day and night, twilight dawn between night and day.

The Fool twinkle-finger-toe crabwalks on the Fabric of day, gazing, emanating, pulsing, within and about,

slowly terraforming the unseen night to rise up and support each new step.


The Magician, shoots a star across the black crucible of an unseen night-sky,

shoots an unseen star 1st-sparking, creating the dusk to further itself towards night.

Focusing his not-knowing, forming the unseen night-sky in his shooting star inception,

The Magician, unbagging for The Fool, incepts . . . unfolds the formlessness of the night from dusk.


The High Priestess, taking care with Mag-inception, conceives,

gifts form to the formless, outs together from unseen formlessness, makes form.

Giving The Moon,

The High Priestess gifts the mysteries of the moon to draw down, to fly the night.


The Hermit stands in flowing robes, stands to pulse-jump scale.

Eyes resonating into the unconscious like glowing fish from the deep, he pulse-jumps the Universe flowing like robes into full darkness,

a mystery of feelingsense of Priestess-made moonlight behind him, Priestess made moonlight now a small lantern.

Momentum is re-orchestrated.  His inner infinity emanating, a simple lantern lit has his back, microcosms his entirety.


The Wheel cycles the moon across the night between the days.

Magically marking its laps in twilight, twilight dusk and twilight dawn,

The Wheel flows mountain snow down to run the river,

an hourglass, a Yoniverse of time


to Die every moment into the next, transforming, transforming the perpetual present into,

into prescient remembrance, prescient remembrance of what has been has always been,

what is has always been, and what will be has always been.

The perpetual present as prescient remembrance, each birth is brilliant in its age,


as Temperance magically mixes fully resonant moonlight with deep night,

ecstatic magic in a simple Temperance pour dancing so far into the dark as to become light,

so far into the light as to become dark. 2 magical twilight cups, 2 bridges

A cup of dawn, a cup of dusk, Temperance living in the magic of the twilight of both.


The Tower blasts open the remembrance of day in glowing night eyes,

blasts open rigidity, blasts open you, to become new staring at the full moon.

You, in darkness, Tower-ed,

moving to a new dance in moonlight.


An Ace of Wands star catches your eye, cracks open the black crucible of night,

cracks open a now-not-silver-sliver, now a full-born silver full moon.

The Hermit’s mysteries now energize new places to emanate.  A staff is placed.

Feeling the mystery, the not-knowing focused, a staff is emphatically placed . . .


where a simple savante stumbles up as the 2 of Wands stumble-falling,

stumblefalling drunk on ambivalence in this new place with no reference,

as the fading, though resonant, remembrance of the staff speaks, speaks . . .

“Do not be confused by seeing many little things as one, big thing. Look up from this new place this night!”


The full moon exchanges the ambivalence, 6 of Wands cascading, drawing down new energies,

new energies unseen in the night,

new energies cascade an exchange from the black crucible of the night sky.

The cup of psyche opens bright eyes to fill with the full moon.


Ideas light up regardless of odds with the 7 of Wands.

Going in to the moon headlong energetically, headlong with sharp Magician aim,

able to see out of the darkness with accuracy,

zeal begins to focus details as . . .


the 8 of Wands moonbeams shine down filling your drawing-the-moon-down hands,

shining down from the full moon Fool unbagged moon always filling,

always filling the open cup of psyche as a plateau filling space to inspire expansion, infinite inner lingering,

a high mountain park of the dark with no false summits, only one horizon as cup’s edge hydrating dreams.


Dynamic energies settled, and lantern-lit preparations complete,

The 9 of Wands sets itself with the moon to light up the space of its lantern-lit place.

Is this the place the Ace staffed? The familiar place the Hermit presciently remembered revisiting differently?

There is a pause, a smile at the preparations.


And, the relfectively energetic full moon 10-of-Wands completes the scene to Hermit-look,

lit by experience, to Hermit-see and open the court,

to open the door to the court

of this lantern -lit place of psyche as moonbeamed room


for the Page of Wands to enter by full moon light and bring the news,

to arrive with news of new things under the sun,

bring the news to refresh the Higher Court of this room, saying,

“My name is Marco Polo.  Aware, we open the hold!” . . .


As the Knight of Wands wave-wafts his hands UP

and conducts them INTO the Higher Court,

no longer held, these opened treasures behold the court,

and hold the court as refreshing awakenings from their journey.


Queen of Swords raises her chin.


Says . . .

says nothing.  Her temples flex an eye-smile,


as the howling wolf within the Court begins,

the 9 of Pentacles solidly folds these moonlit treasures into the Court like prayer,

evenly distributing them as easily as two hands pinky-touched,

as easily as two hands pinky-touched to fold over in prayer,


as the Page of Pentacles fully sees his own not-knowing bright in the night sky,

he solidly introduces The Magician, The Hierophant, and The Chariot from his own sky to the Court.

And, AS them all, as one, the Page gifts out his voice with raised hands in full moon blessing,

“May your magical, down-to-earth spirit that is ever on the move ever and always shine light on your mysteries.”


Full Moon in Cancer Blessings,

Jordan and The Land of Mystereum Moon


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Posted by on January 9, 2012 in Card Cameos


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Tarot Shifts Focus

What comes to mind is an already-transitioned-completed Tower moment verging on The Star, where:

The Tower, rearranging, upheave-refreshing your Temple-Inside-Home . . . after all the smoke and rubble cleared, a small child walks up . . . bright eyes in the night like a benevolent animal.  The child starts asking you allsorts of questions which one by one in rapid-fire succession you answer until you have a conscious awareness amidst the benevolent barrage that you know all the answers and are seamlessly responding . . . at which point, the child sensing this, abruptly stops, and YOUR eyes begin to glow brighter and you ask the child, “Who are You?”  And, the child’s eyes light up, “I am You, only new,” as the child looks up fade-merging into you as you look up and see . . . The Star . . . Your Star . . . shining your refreshed sense of actionable and on-the-move eternal hope.

Best to You,


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Posted by on August 19, 2011 in Card Cameos, Card Curiosities


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Tarot Appearance vs. Reality in The Fool #2

The Land of Mystereum.

. . . where Tarot cards speak!

Tarot’s Fool

As with appearance vs reality in literature,

Is The Fool about to jump off of a cliff or fall in a chasm?

I would venture to say no.

Taking a leap of faith? Definitely!

Maybe though, . . . rather than about to jump off a cliff foolishly,

The Fool’s trust of Fool-way-fulfilling-footsteps brings . . .

the ground under each and every footstep to terra-form and support each step.

Trusting your way, all similar, each unique,

Leap faithfully YOUR WAY!

And, may new ground form under your every step

where the simple ground you walk on is as inspritational as the stars in your sky.

Leaps of faith sometimes do not require one to leave the ground.

What hidden supports are in your world?

May your faithful steps leap-lead your way

as new worlds form under your every step!

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Tarot Appearance vs. Reality in The Fool

So, I am a self-taught Tarot reader.  I learned Tarot by reading stories . . . the stories told visually by the cards.  That started when I was 4 1/2 — yes, four and a half.   So, I simply started reading Tarot before kindegarten.  It was natural.  It was a natural mode of the way I was born to see.  I now have a deep appreciation for that moment as a wonderfully proper resonance for a reader of any kind.   Books came much later for me.  They are a relatively recent phenomenon in my Tarot experience over the past 2 decades or so.  I learned Tarot by trusting my gut, my intellectually mindbodybeautiful connected-across-the-whole gut.  I feel we can learn not only in many ways, but that each of our ways, our personal modes of experience and expression come about by fully acting in ways only each of us can . . . by living our own, personal prescient remembrances.

The Fool

like appearance vs reality in literature

is not

about to jump

off of a cliff.

The jump as it were is a complete and encompassing thought in continual and innately trusted action.

The jump

of The Fool

is that when inherently trust-acting with the muse,

the ground terra-forms

under each and every

Fool’s step.

I have heard that going against the flow causes resistance and problems.

I know, though, that to fly, it is much easier to turn into the wind

and feel-full fill the sails of my wings.

Inherently trust-acting with your muse,

may the ground terra-form

under each and every

step you take.

May new ground terra-form under each and every step you take. . .

where the simple ground you walk on is as inspritational as the stars in your sky.

. . . may the ground terra-form under each and every Fool-step you take.

Risk is only risk until to take one.

After you take one, it is simply a step . . .

a step with the creation-make-it-happen qualities of bringing your dreams to bear.

Inherently trust-acting with your muse in YOUR way for YOUR highest good,

may The Fool bring ground to terra-form under each and every step you take.

May The Fool bring ground to form and support each and every new step you take.

May Imagin-Action support every step you take!

Imagin-Action to YOU!

Best to You,


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Tarot Tarot on the Wall, Who is. . .Ace of Wands

Ideas & Imagination, Tarot & Mystereum

Ace of Wands: Idea + Energy = Imagin-Action!

Do you have new ideas and energies coming in?

Is there a Temperance-level interchange of energies

magically mixing for you to form

a new and energetic place?

The Ace of Wands from The Land of Mystereum.

Are you aware of the flow of your energetic ideas coming in?

Look down.  Do you already have the tools to draw out this new place?

Best To You,


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Tarot Forming Archetype ~ Judgment

The Queen of Pentacles’ throne’s left flank,
in the right side of her card.

Form was given to the formlessness
of her grounded station airy ness
by The High Priestess.

Hands naturalized in out of body and earthenly rooted
at one and the same time as she permeated all,
She took the station airy ness,
to stationary ness of a Queen’s throne,
A Nessy unknown now known as throne.
As Queens’ settled regal wing-feathers
solidly folded themselves in purple and gold
to sit regally naturalized in her garden.

The High Priestess, looking all directions always,
looked over,
looked over to The Queen of Pentacles to feel all directions.

While looking to her right. . .
The High Priestess formed the formless Q of P’s thought:

*Splay regal purple and psychic gold wing-feathered throne!


*Regally splay-spread your wing-feathers to stretch through twilight*

*At dawn and dusk regally herald a resounding voice to say


*WAKE UP throne!*



*You are now no longer throne!*

*You are now called Judgment!

*Open EACH IDEA as they burst forth unseen!*

*Open each from their bulb- box!*

*Tis the SEASON!*

*Phoenix-Resurrect your throne-bulbs Judgment!*

*Open your perennial regalNESS in your bulbs!*

*Look at ALL that green out there!*

*Open the perennial bulbs of your ideas to the SUN

each when in their season!*

~ The End




Card Resonances:
Land of Mystereum’s Queen of Pentacles throne left flank, right side
Land of Mystereum’s High Priestess giving form to the station airy ness
Land of Mystereum’s Judgment’s horn-voice heralding regal wing.

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Tarot Hidden Supports: 4 of Pentacles

A 1-minute Mystereum Tarot Moment

Enjoy a quick Jordan-thought for the 4 of Pentacles!



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