Tagged with 'Tarot'

An upside down or “shadow” card often infers a time to look within more so than without, and to do the work of internal process versus any external application. It’s the more subtle realms as opposed to the obvious which takes preoccupation.

Being that the dragon is symbolic of wisdom and longevity, and black of mystery and “the depths of the unknown,” and both of power and primordial elements, it is little wonder that a large number of Tarot cards reflect upon such a black dragon.

If we arbitrarily split 2012 in half, we are left with the twenty card, or Time-Space in Voyager Tarot, and the twelve card, the Hanged Man. Twenty is what I often refer to as our litmus test in life, to see just where we are at with things, while twelve is the “big surrender.” How willing are you to surrender to what the divine has in store for you?

When life gives you lemons, make (pink) lemonade. In hard times such as these, we have the choice, as it may well be wise, to soften, in order to better receive. What is yours that is good for the gander? Is it not better self taught than not? What is it that is ours to know, and intimately? What is it that you want to know? Is it time to master your craft or art?

This post originally appeared on Astra Natha's Magickal Meditations blog. Images and links have been omitted due to Evolver's sensitive spam filter. To see this post as it was originally intended please visit Time Changes. A list of the mentioned references follows this post.

With the recent sudden deaths of animals around the planet, the general environmental chaos we're in and the closing in of 2012 in mind, many people are thinking in terms of end times/apocalypse. Because of this, I want to share this old, favourite text of mine, which I stumbled upon by coincidence yesterday.

Relax and enjoy the perspective of an intuitive counselor, Occult Priestess Reverend Korinne.
Your life story seen as a movie or mythology- how a little detachment combined with psychic insight can help you to discover your mission and your personal power.
Rates posted at occultpriestess.com

today is the November 26, XXV Gate, Tiphereth in Briah.
This sephirah is the middle of the tree of Life and the XXV gate is half of 50.
I'm in the middle of this spiritual journey and very happy to be here.

Reading what I have written in the past days I feel a sensation of satisfaction.
A Good job.
The analysis of my demons is deep and interesting. Neither pity nor cruelty.

Today is the 25 November, XXIV gate, Netzach in Briah in the week of Hubris.
Coming up to this point require some time. Those 23 gates behind me, are already open, but each and every day I still need to walk trough them. Is a long walk in this dark corridor.
A new day is a new challenge and the same question mark: can I pass trough also this time?

Third week, Hubris. Hod in Briah.
We construct around our ideas fortresses of ideologies.
Places structured to place another be inside or outside only.
This is the first step in constructing the idea of an enemy.
But at the end it exist only when the opposite one is there to confirm.
Ideologies are mirrors of the Egos.
Remove the ego and the ideology disappear

Third week, Hubris. Yesod in Briah.
Fantasy is my preferred genre in books, movies and games.
But the most interesting fantasy of the world is produced by my own mind.
This is one of those moments, staying in the bed and dreaming.
The mind relax.... Jump from a trough to the next.
From a trough to the next...
Wow, this is a very deep one. And this is connected to....

Malkuth in Briah.
Third week, Hubris.

The mind is full of arrogance. I have learned as child how important my mind is.
“Cogito ergo Sum”

Briah is Mind and briah in Malkuth is the apotheosis of MATERIALISM.
This is where I'm.
Everything should be not only logical, but also practical.
Here neither future, nor past exists. Everything is frozen in a eternal stage.

Kether in Yetzirah.
No words. no defects. Nothing here.
Only a feeling of Love and Unity.

Chockmah in Yetzirah, in the week of Gluttony: the 19th gate is in front of me.
Day by day, I try to fight against the chaos, Is a silent fight. A silent fight.

The 18th gate is not a gate. Is a black hole on the ground.
I know that I cannot overpass, the only way is to jump inside.
This is a path without return.
If I do it, I will never come back, I know it.
I jump in.

By coming in front of this XVII gate I feel something is strange with me.

My body is changed: I'm a pig.

This is not surprising nor is scaring me.
I recognize that I was never a crow, raven or another of those flying dark stuff.
The grunter is much more adapt to me.
I enjoy to bee a pig!