The Fool

Oh look at that fool, falling, floundering, crashing about breaking the rules and traditions that have stood the test of time.  Sure, sometimes on the edges of order there is a place for a little disorder but surely not in the centre.  Surely the central constructs of our days, the pillars of responsibility, the core of self should be free from the fool?  I read this note that rules can be like an ice house holding us, trapping us, and we cool, and we freeze, and we no longer have the room for a passion for life.  Of occassion it is good to play the fool to test that the guidance that keeps us safe is not freezing our spirit.

II The High Priestess
The High Priestess knows about secrets.  She knows how to keep secrets.  And...

VI The Lovers
The lovers have choices they can make, unlike a child the lover chooses the relationship...

XIII Death
Oh death, here you are with your melancholy and finality.  Last night I watched a...

XV The Devil
I have heard the devil is an oppressive experience that is, in least at part, from...

XVIII The Moon
And so began my week of lunar confusion.  The path I had trodden so casually...

Mark My Card
Are your cards a meditation or a prediction.  Do the cards know your fate, do they...