Third Child Worry is the work of pregnancy: You’re too old, too tired, Your marriage won’t survive, firstborn we fear displacing in the next room telling her father she’d like to see the baby. Now. Open to page where tadpole […]
Third Child Worry is the work of pregnancy: You’re too old, too tired, Your marriage won’t survive, firstborn we fear displacing in the next room telling her father she’d like to see the baby. Now. Open to page where tadpole […]
Old-growth tree-heart bared Ladder through concentric rings Body listening Living my Four of Disks week, I thought about the Thoth deck’s power image of the moat surrounding a simple castle structure with four square turrets, or towers. I …
My experience of the Three of Disks this week was creating with my children. Families in our city were busy making versions of the Mission San Diego De Alcala for Social Studies this month. Under …
Nautilus help me Love both spiral to and from My changing children If you have more than one Tarot Deck, I’m sure you can relate to having favorite depictions of certain cards for certain times in your life. …
Sea mercurial Bevels jade, then bevels blue Hummingbird’s palette. Rainbows are still following me, haunting me, like the little rainbow appearing on my bedroom wall the other day; I never did find its source. I’m so in love …
Dusk rain on oil slick Heavens the street at our feet. Which sky hosts, you, me? All of last week I held the Rider Waite Smith Ten of Cups image in my mind, that sunny, happy image of …
Spectral fingerprints Spiral nebulae, body, Our DNA bared This week, contemplating last week's Nine of Cups tarot writing prompt, I visited the Griffith Observatory high above Los Angeles, venturing inside the museum with its photos of spiral nebulae, …
I leave you sated Moon’s silver bounty—weightless— Pearling heart’s satchel So why might a pilgrim leave a bounty behind to travel a new path as we saw in last week’s Eight of Cups prompt? Let’s say all your …
I chase peacock’s tail-- Who can resist dawn’s dewed lawn, Trill of rainbow keen? Every heart has the capacity to be confused, lured by the “seven deadly sins”…or, to give them a gentler name, seven sisters (or brothers) …
Your love friend, spins me Pollened slippers to the sky Handstands side-by-side. Remember that friend, like the one I remembered here, triggered by last week’s Six of Cups prompt? Did you climb trees together? Sneak out of bedroom windows …