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When Will My Life Begin? ~ Levity Session

Today, When will your life begin?

Well, how about now?, with these…

 

…Rockin’ families building value with their time!

Enjoy!

 

The Riggalls

 

Tears For Fears

 

Blackmill, Miracle…  Playing at the time on Sonos, for Serendipity!

 

Tarot in the Land of Mystereum & The Twos

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And, just because celebrating nothing other than because you are, celebrate your wise in time moments, the experiences you and yours create together! Heck, if nothing other than experience is created, wasted time is not wasted when you enjoyed it. Lives are built with that!

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Tarot Form-Giving Mystereum 2

The 1st Form-Giver story is here. Prelude to Tarot in the Land of Mystereum: An Imagination Primer.

From self-published to published:

I began the original Mystereum Tarot (self-published) in May of 2005, setting a 3-year deadline for myself for the deck and LWB.  No TV, no Tarot, no reading about Tarot, no looking at other peoples’ Tarot, no talking about Tarot . . . no Tarot at all, a brainwashing.  It was time to divine the cards from re-scratch as I feelingsense resonated with them.

Putting a standing 2p-5p meeting in my work schedule Mon thru Friday, at first it was only meeting the requirement of my “butt in the chair” method. I completed The Fool through the Emperor that summer, and nothing in the Fall, every day butt-in-the-chair. . .thinking about the cards like a theosophic vision or awakedream, feeling into multiple cards, single cards . . . a flurry in Nov/Dec and I was up to 16 completed . . . and back to butt-in-the-chair.  I would rebel yet maintain the discipline of the ritual by standing up holding the chair to my rump and old-man-walk out and sit down in the garden . . . was funny after a month or two I would get back up with the chair and old-man-walk to the kitchen, sit down, and open a bottle of wine or make coffee/tea and grab my smokes . . . and old-man hoof it back to the garden one-handing the chair to my rump . . .

Then, in January of 2007, yes almost 2 years in something happened.  Denver.  January.  2007.  And, 36 inches of snow in 6 hours plus-minus.  I had scoffed at the weather report the afternoon of the blizzard thinking, “Yeah you gambler’s anonymous overflow people . . .er. . .uh hem . . .I mean meteorologists. Whatev.”  And, I didn’t go to the grocery store that afternoon.  The next morning?  Took me 6 hours for an 8-block “walk” round trip to the store.  I left once the sun was out planning to get “off the mountain” so to speak by 2p before the storms came in.  At 2:30p I was back, and with the clouds began to get dark.  Sat in my chair, one set of devil’s fingers on the desk in front of the screen with a, “Ok now.  What do I want to do with this.  I want to speak the cards. I want the cards THEMSELVES to speak. I want to be a playwright of 80 voices.” That was 78 + card back + book cover.

I would be stuck in my house for 2 weeks.  No mail.  No visitors other than neighbors in our daily shoveling-out rituals chippin away to the main street.  Car completely covered in a snow drift, and the alley to my drive just as deep.  I thought the 2nd night, “Well if there ever is a time to make this deadline, it is now!”  I started cranking.

BAM BAM BAM . . . lightning that night while it was snowing?  That felt dangerous, somehow weird and anomalous. And, somehow fitting.  And, then came the fetch wood carry water training discipline of butt-in-the-chair being over.  Same time, same bat channel, but I started and finished 60 cards in the 3 months of that Spring of 2007, and held out Temperance from May to the Summer Solstice to complete as the last card . . .

Solstice.  Sit back down in the chair after a couple of months off not looking at ANY of what I had done at all.  One day.  Card complete, and jumping out of my chair pumping my fists in celebration YEE HAH I slowly came to a halt.  Uh hem.  Book cover?  Card back?  I smiled at my false summit of completion.  Took myself to dinner, and came back and worked into the night to be fully done to awake the next morning to . . . . The Mystereum Tarot.  I had written the chapters of the 48-page LWB as I went along to tune the feelingsense resonance of the text to the voice of each card.

Little did I know that Schiffer would approach me at RS09 (Readers Studio 2009) to launch into the next iteration . . .Tarot in the Land of Mystereum: An Imagination Primer.  Deck + 192-page book set where the cards literally speak like they are in a personal play for you on the stage of your life.

I never mentioned writer’s block up there.  A whole year went by at one point.  I gave myself the credit to take the time . . . but on an occasion or 2, ok I’m lying… actually 4 times lol, I looked over and saw my frisbee. HOOKY!  Sometimes, wanting to produce something on self-imposed deadlines . . . be truant to yourself as your own boss. . . just don’t tell on yourself.  Sneak out of your own house.  Sneak back in.  An inability to have fun while you create can mean you are hungry, yourself indicating for you to do something else here and there, and/or a host of lotsa things.  Rather than writer’s block, may I suggest to whaleshark comb the plankton of your creative urges?  Things take time only if you give yourself the time.  Heck, I lived my life on deadline for decades.  Hooky can be an effective project management tool.

Schiffer approached me in 2009, May.  On July 2 I started the Tarot bedtime stories contracted by Schiffer.  Little did I know I was about to literally speak the cards and fulfill my original 2005 dream via a 192-page Imagination Primer book with tinkered-with, tuned and tailord Mystereum Tarot cards.  The Imagination Primer book, beginning as bedtime stories took on a life of its own.  This time I went in order, one by one.  Coming up on The Devil, I was feeling a little squirrely.  HurROOOO.  I am the DEVILLLLL!  No, not THAT one . . . and my eyes lit up.  There it was.  These are no bedtime stories.  After 4 years I was speaking the cards.  I trashed the 45 pages I had written thus far, completed The Devil, and started back with The Fool.  Tracking back, one by one moving forward . . . I finished in 4 months.  Put it all down for a month.  And, came back in month 5 with 12 hard edits.  Put it down for a week.  Came back and combed, fine-tooth combed, tuning and tailoring and on-the-spot re-writing.  December 4th, 2009, my birthday, I said out loud, “I want a BIG birthday present.  This is going out the door on the 9th.”  STUCK my butt in the chair.  Ate.  Slept. Drank.  Lived the cards at the detail level.  Shifting focus and redirecting scale on the fly to the scale of the universe.  Back and forth antinomy-izing, integrating the inner opposites so as to make duality look rather bush-league.

December 9th, 2009, and it was off.  Called my editor at Schiffer Publications to let her know to check her email 6 months early from my 1-year deadline.  “OMG Jordan!  I just read some of this!  This has never been done before and evolves the bedtime stories to a new level!  30 minutes ago another author called to say they were a year behind deadline.  Well . . . YOU get their spot!  You will be in the Fall 2010 catalog!”

And there is the story of how The Mystereum Tarot iterate-evolved into Tarot in the Land of Mystereum with cards speaking in its 192-page Imagination Primer companion book.  Hope you’ve enjoyed this prescient remembrance telling of it.  Tells me to keep looking forward to new things.  Tells me. . . I had one helluva Place of Creation story ride!  And, here’s the one helluva creation story ride that the Ace of Swords had!

Jupiter’s Blessings,

Jordan

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Posted by on January 10, 2012 in Card Cameos

 

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Appearance vs Reality ~ Sight & Vision ~ Each In Both

Sometimes I say things.

Well, I say a lot of things,

but on occasion I have been more than nudged

to keep a recording device handy.

A best friend says, “JORDAN!  YOU think what you say is normal, but GEEZ!

Listen to yourself!  Literally!  Your ideas fire like spark plugs in a car engine

ALL . . . .THE. . .FRICKIN’. . . .TIME!

I think you are so accustomed to that maybe you miss it?! Geez!”

And then, another friend suggests I change my profile picture,

that though she digs it n all, it has been up long enough

to collect some eDust.  “Freshin’ up Dood.  It’s summer!”

And, toward a gesture I make, another friend indicates

I might just be in for a make-over.   Hmmmm

ALmost broke a toe again.

(it happens in my fastforward movement style more than you care to know,

or shall I say almost REbroke a toe as thankfully all but the big ones have been)

as my cat of 18 years-n-a-season,

who continually thinks it seems that I should be training for Cirque Du Soleil footwork

slalom-serpentine weaved through my feet at light speed as I walked into the bathroom

where there is nowhere but room enough for straightforward steps. . .

moving my foot fast like a leaf blasted by the feline jet-plane fly-THROUGH

only to immediately stomp on the left quadricep-soaz-glute braking system

to avert disaster and screaching foot tire-tracks in the air. . .

simply toe-bump the toilet staving off a badass head-on collision.

He (my cat) had water to get to ya know?!, and that’s important.  lol

But, smiling, my left foot still in the air. . .

standing there like a goofball crane, Hanged Man in upright Tree Position. . .

I laughed. . .”This is SO not The Hanged Man reversed or Tree Position.  This is the Sun.

Smiling more.  Why don’t I listen to my friends telling me to listen to myself. . .

and go frickin’ LISTEN, really listen to myself.”

VoiLA, now voiCI, and I SEE. . .

as I watch-listened to the first video I ever made. . .

or, more rather the first video,

aka trapping a wild animal by recording them in their natural environment. . .

My first video was pulled off as conversational non sequitur by Carrie Paris,

well, it wasn’t a non sequitur to her. . .She had PLANS!  And DAYum does she make great ones!

Carrie, who simply, me unaware of anything up her sleeve,

heck it was brunch on Sunday. . .

Friend 101, Orientation Lesson.  They are never NOT pranking you. 😀

Carrie, smilingly-trick-gifted me to willingly and unknowingly make a video.

That was a year ago.  And, though I full-on dig the video, something larger was present.

Friend-pranking.

When you listen, really listen. . .of course after you stop laughing,

It’ll catalyze your Mo Betta Much Metta Highest Good like nothing else!

Until just now, I was always under the impression that 3-card Monte street card game was unwinnable.

Seems Carrie played a street card game with me as a plant already AT the table,

but in more than appearance I won.  In more than appearance. . . I won.

Watching this video, this mere 46 seconds of time,

I feel a deep appreciation for myself as my best teacher again.

No need for cosmetology school here, no plastic surgeons in this makeover.

Even forgetting my architectural notions of remodel or scrape or new.

This is to be something different.

New? Yes.  Fresh and natural and maybe even deceptively simple? Even more so!

8-38-31 won’t open a combo lock when the right number 8-38-32.

So, tuning my personal FM stereo. . .I certainly have enough silver in my mouth.

Listening.  Watch-Listening.   “Me, as only I can be” is the message I got from myself on video.

That’s nothing new.  Or, is it?  Is it a lesson where there is no graduation,

all life not the pause of commencement, but life lived?  Uh, lemme think. . .YES!

Smiling with lotsa hmmmm’s in a makeover moment, I am listening.

“Can be” switcharoos to “Am”, 8-31-32 tinker-tuned up to 8-38-32,

and though appearance vs reality is a common theme in literature, often called irony. . .

Have I been hiding in plain sight playing hide n seek with myself?

Not gonna cap on myself like that, I gave the armchair psychologist the day off.

Red Rover Red Rover Come on over from the personal irony side!

Makeover time? YesssssItttttTis!

I am gonna watch myself from last summer on video again,

and then TODAY listen acutely without too much force to what I say TODAY!

Listening to life rapt like when aspen tree leaves rustling sound like running water.

In closing, listening to oneself is not necessarily narcissism,

even when publicly expressing you are doing so like in this blog.

I sincerely hope it helps others find THEIR gifts.

How long does the ground erode before you jump into the sea with both feet

realizing that you ARE the sea

with everything you do as the ground?

What can you get

from a deep appreciation

of 46 seconds of YOUR life?

Cheers to discovering YOUR “46 second” gems!

Cheers,

Jordan

(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 23, 2011 in The Mystery

 

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Two Solstice Suns To You!

The Sun in The Land of Mystereum

Happy Longest With The Most Sun Day Of The Year

Best To You Shining Just As Big And Brightly.

Here’s An Image With A 3rd-Eye Integrated Eclipse Understanding

Brightly Bringing Together Shadow And Light

In Both The Light And The Dark,

And The Day And The Night.

Here’s A Video, A Sunburst Of 46 Seconds Length

To Highlight Your Brightness, To Cherish Your Strength.

Cheers,

Jordan

(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 21, 2011 in Card Curiosities

 

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The Water of Life Spread: FREE Sample #2. Spread Packages Available Soon!

FREE Water of Life Tarot Spread!

~ COMING SOON! ~

Original Spread Packages inspired by paintings

available soon on my website!

There will be 66 total in the 1st series

grouped in spread theme packages!

 

 

 

 

 

(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 15, 2011 in Tarot Birth Cards

 

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The Fire of Life Spread: FREE Sample #1. Spread Packages Available Soon!

FREE Fire of Life Tarot Spread

 

~ COMING SOON! ~

Original Spread Packages inspired by paintings

available soon on my website!

There will be 66 total in the 1st series

grouped in spread theme packages!

 

 

 

 

(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 15, 2011 in Tarot Birth Cards

 

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Inner Insight Glimpsing Into Eternal Insight: The Full Central Lunar Eclipse

How much more can you close your eyes to experience VISION?  What of when the night sky closes its eyes to the moon in a full central lunar eclipse?

How exciting!  Well, I think.  We are in for the 1st of 2 total lunar eclipses on Wednesday, June 15, 2011.  The second will occur on December 10th. The moon will be in Sagittarius on June 15th, and the earth is projected to cast its shadow on the moon making the full lunar eclipse last for some 100 minutes.  It is also an extremely rare central eclipse where the moon will pass through the centerline of the earth’s shadow.  The next central lunar eclipse will be on July 27, 2018. (ref. Wikipedia link)

I say, “I think”, as I feel there is merit in Bonnie Cehovet’s statement that, “. . . but that has to be disruptive in some way.”  From my perspective, and I have heard many conflicting ideas on eclipses as of late from my astrology buddies, lunar and solar, yet with this one being a rare central eclipse, I felt them reaching somehow in statements that sounded all too reasonable, and too. . .too, “that makes too much sense to believe.”  The statement, “reasons are often unreasonable” came to mind, and I smiled feeling a lot more comfortable eclipsing all that chatter and feeling into it myself, divining it.

So, why not work that out right here in a blog in one take kinda thing?  That’s how I do most things anyway, them not taking an hour or two, but more so taking my whole life up to that point with a “let ‘er rip n build something” where the meaning occurs in the act, with the meaning AS the act.  Heck, I don’t really know if I layered that wisdom into the stories told in Tarot in the Land of Mystereum or if building it, Mystereum taught me.  I can say that mastery, one way or the other, led to discovery.  Maybe no matter if I AM Marco Polo’s hull after a voyage, or the starry-eyed-in-anticipation person standing on the dock as the hull reveals and unfolds it treasures at my feet.  Maybe both. Maybe neither.  Certainly not nether.

Let’s start with 4 features: the 4 big ole archetypal Tarot ideas for the eclipse of The Sun, The Moon, and Temperance — as the moon will be in Saggie, and Temperance is ruled by Sag.  The Sun and the Moon are kinda necessary for this lunar eclipse gig to happen. They intermix in this central lunar eclipse as an alchemical rue due to a more mundane gig, though. . .Earth.  Respecting that, it feels to be fitting to bring in another, The Empress as Momma Gaia to represent earth.  Then another, The World, as the universe of an alchemist’s crucible wherein all 4 intermix.  So, that’s 5. The Sun.  The Moon.  Temperance.  The Empress.  The World.  Before this gets ad infinitum out of hand, before the roller coaster dynamic of a multi-layer chess tennis match between them all unfolds on Wednesday, and I ask you to smile and fasten your seat belts. . . it seems prudent, WOW I actually used that word for once. . .It seems prudent to pose a centerline or nucleus of some questions first.  Pose them not for what we will see, but for more expansive focus toward further opening up vision.  Vision, the kind where you don’t say, “the sky’s the limit,” as that is limiting.  Simply look up.  Point to it.  It’s right there.  The sky is then equivalent to sight, what we see or want to see.  Thinking bigger than that, that seems to be what I am calling vision here.  Seeing the powerful limit beyond the sky that is given by vision.  Maybe the questions coming up are my own boxes of the blind-spots of expectation, of sight rather than vision.  That’ll have to be up to you.

So. . . . . . .

How much more unconscious and depthfully intuitive can we be made as we simply gaze right out at the not-there-in-the-sky-hiding-in-plain-sight central lunar eclipse moon?  Do we see further in when looking at, into, its darkness in the darkness of the night?

Maybe the experience is like a natal astro chart of someone I know with Neptune and Mercury 4 degrees from one another in Scorpio?  Basically, someone being born with a foot on both sides, where even taking a walk takes that person multiple places at once where those places are all mostly always integrated together in a single experience that seems normal to them?  Hmmmm. . .  Someone who sees psychic contents as easily as looking at art in a museum?  A place where the autonomic, everyday devotion of breath is the prayer, the ongoing meditation?    Seat belts, please. 😀   Here we go. . . .

Hmmm. . .dark in dark.  Is this an anomaly of an antinomy, the totality of inner opposites. . .yet an antinomy of a totality of inner sameness, the moon and our intuition going into the dark of our own earthly shadow?  Pictures!  How?  What’s there to see with vision?  I have another question also coming to mind that I should preface before I blotto-transcend it.  With the yin-yang symbol, the black spot being more than a beauty mark in the white field, is the spot really a psychic wormhole?  A psychic wormhole where you go so far into the light as to become dark, and wormhole through the spot POOF to the dark field. . .and then the other way you go so far into the dark that POOF you come to the light dot bright-spot and POOF you wormhole again to. . . . I rather like that activation of the symbol.  But, enough of the question-preface of that scenario as it seems small now.  I sense a larger question:

What happens when the dark goes into the dark?

Does intuition get deeper, where the Moon, the bright eye of intuition in the night sky. . .goes dark?  Deeper intuition?  A huge sense of a loss of bearing?  Vast expansiveness afloat in total clarity in total darkness, a Hanged Man moment you cannot see?  Do you experience glimpses of eternity from your known depths of the realms of your creativity and imagination and experience?  Total dissolution of self, or is it more not an annihilation of self but more fully a self-realization of the far reaches of one’s infinite inner divinity plunging further into the night so to speak?

The Penumbra Missing That Is A New Experience.  Alternate title?  No, I think I have said what I want to about the coming eclipse. . .there’s a title of a poem rattling around in that alternate title. . .the now-subject of this blog dedicated to the full lunar eclipse on Wednesday.  I’ll run that, too, since I am warmed up.   If you cannot see the eclipse in your area, maybe so much the better.  Look at the moon and close your eyes with your own Momma-Gaia earth-shadow eyelids.  Fully eclipse the moon yourself passing dark into dark, a void between stars, an odd, “hmmm, of a dark spot the size of the moon.”  It may be a blank darkness in the night.  It may be another imaginative wormhole to take you places and dissolve false connections.  Again, that’s for you to decide and/or feel / experience.  I will be curious what the core resonance of dark passing into dark is for everyone.  Until then, I better write that poem while IT seems to still be warm. . .

The Missing Penumbral Light. A New Experience

Shadow shadow in the night,

I do not see you though I dance without fright.

Stop rhyming you say,

and I say,

ok.

Your Pallas-Athena gift that formed and set up in my mind

between Uranus the Shaker-Upper

and Pluto The Transformer

seems a gift that extends a gift,

extending the gift of the dark passing into the dark,

further into night,

night passing back a different glimpse of eternity from its own deeper night,

eternity’s own shadowed moon seen not-there.

Your gift.

Your Pallas-Athena gift saturates an old dusty idea in my mind.

The Sophia Principle if I remember correctly,

where may I be lucid enough to sense my shadow,

but smart enough to dance with it,

and now, smarter falls away to more. . .

Acceptant and receiving

I will dance

in the dark

with my shadow,

with and IN my earthly shadow

in Gaia-cast night-level shadow,

Gaia-cast

Gaia cast up to right not-there the moon,

now right not-there in the night sky,

where my symbols of intuition and depth disappear into experience,

where on this night

dark passes into dark.

Where on this night an infinite dark passes into my night.

What happens inside when the dark goes into the dark outside?

What happens when the dark goes into the dark?

(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 14, 2011 in Card Curiosities, Incarnations

 

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Mirrors. Projections. Inspiration!

Picking . . . The Queen of Wands, 2 of Pentacles, & 10 of Wands to express one perspective of the point. . .

Mirrors. Projections. Inspiration!

Everything is n + 1. Each Is More, Each of Us Is More

The Queen of Wands mirrors herself

to envision her blind spots backwards

to naturally flip them

to see right through their mirage

to forget her seeing

remembering the clarity of her energetic vision.

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The 2 of Pentacles projects its shadow,

the shadow projecting the light,

the black spot on a yin-yang

more than beauty mark,

the white spot more than hope.

They are wormholes both

these dark dot white spot places

within fields of Other. . .

So far into one

as to become. . .

So far into the Other

to feel distinct Self. . .chthonic numinosity,

the depthful light of self.

Antinomy? Nope. Resolved AS life itself.

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The 10 of Wands cockatieling what was once weight

cockatieling what was once unwieldy

coackatieling beyond simply holding it all together,

cockatieling wand-feathers temples flexing

fanning them forward effortlessly in yoga-powered form.

Both night and day in inspiration

brought forth chthonically numinous . . . ?

Or, more resolved like a porch n sky by Maigritte?

Night-time depthful front porch lit under dark tree canopy

under bright day-blue eyes-wide-open sky?

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And. . .to sidestep copyright violation. . . maybe this painting says it all: “Empire of Lights” by Rene Magritte.

Or, this one. . . Another complete idea expressed by Magritte.  Or, maybe saying or expressing or anything all is not the point.

And, when a triptych is as well quaternal . . . n + 1.   3 + 1 = 4.

Triptych of paintings also as group, a 4th, the quaternity of group.

Triptych in number = Quaternity of the group

And, n + 1.

And, there’s always more . . .

Even less is more, more or less.

Till next time!

Jupiter’s Blessings,

Jordan

p.s. This “Stoicheion-Somata Tarot” article by Christine Payne-Towler plays well with/on Aristotle via the Pythagorean sandbox.

They aren’t really oil and water, though each relatively useless without the other? Ground and dancing figure?

“Non sequiturs often aren’t”  ~ Jordan Hoggard

(c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 10, 2011 in Card Curiosities

 

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Connective Tissue & The 2 of Pentacles

2 of Pentacles

~ Natural balance at the smallest scale.                 ~ The most crucial connective tissue.
~ Basic, solid equality nourishing equanimity.
~ The responsibility of taking on only what you can handle while you size up the trailheads of choice paths.

Enter the 2 of Pentacles

we love the stable balance present in how you team up
with your ideas as important assets.
The Chariot comes to our home to rest and relax.
He acts much like we do.
He is simply larger and much faster.
We dig that we are in similar lines of life.
~ A FREE sample Imagination Tool from The Two of Pentacles:
We gift you a direct line of polarity from your feet to your imagination.
Let yourself feel your own two feet clearly.
Feel subtle things with your feet cascade through your imagination as you experience them.
Polarity. Unseen connections? Insta, non-local cascades!
Imagination Tools?  An Imagination Primer?
Get yours when you get your Tarot in the Land of Mystereum.  Enjoy Your Way!
Jupiter’s Blessings,
Jordan & The Land of Mystereum
(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard
 
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Posted by on June 5, 2011 in Card Curiosities

 

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Ace of Cups to Sharing

And may the pure water from your higher self

flow into your day-to-day life,

to in your every feeling express and nourish the fresh new assets

that your presence brings to the world.

Being grateful for yourself smile in life with those you cherish.

May your Higher Self ride in on a cloud and fill your tanks.

(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 4, 2011 in Card Curiosities

 

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