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August 2013

What Tarot Card Would You Be? (Living Mother Nature)

 

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Mother Nature from the Snowland Deck

I’ve never really felt a personal connection to The Empress (mommy issues!) until we re-cast her as Mother Nature in our Snowland Deck. As I pondered the 78 Snowland cards, I realized that—at this season of my life—I’m definitely Mother Nature.

At the time of this writing, it’s the height of summer in the Northern Hemisphere where I live. Regular rain and consistent temperatures of 85 F have encouraged crazy growth from trees, grass and our gardens. (As synchronicity would have it, my husband, Ron, is sitting across from me on our porch—and just jabbed a fork into a bowlful of blackberries, resulting in purple juice squirting all over my writing paper and hand. Mother Nature is messy!)

Early this morning, Ron and I strolled about our backyard. I marveled at the many dewdrops dotting the honeysuckle leaves—tiny, glistening jewels! We then picked green beans, zucchini and cucumbers from our vegetable garden. I fried the zucchini for breakfast, and Ron later made a cucumber salad.

Noticing our birdfeeders were empty, Ron filled the plastic containers with seed while I packed greasy, corn-laden suet in a wooden feeder. I was literally acting out our Mother Nature card (sans the snow)!

Upstairs, in my Zen Room (i.e., writing room, which Ron affectionately calls my “woman cave”), several dozens wasps are tending to eggs lain on the outside of my window. We don’t try to get rid of them; after all, they’re not harming us. (Well, at least, not yet!)

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My Roses Are Going Crazy!
But apart from reveling in my rural environs—watching myriad insects, feeding birds, tending the garden, harvesting vegetables and preparing nutritious meals for my little family—I’m acting as Mother Nature to my creative life: I’ve recently signed contracts with a publisher (Dodona Books) for my next two Tarot books (Naked Tarot: Sassy, Stripped Down Advice and 365 Tarot: Daily Meditations).

Writing books is a lot like human conception, gestation, birth and motherhood. Having pass the conception stage (writing the proposal and signing the contracts), I’m now gestating two books. Some days, it’s easy breezy—words flow from my pen like milk from a mother’s breast. But other days? Gah! Morning sickness! Dry heaves! Exhaustion! Fuzzy head and clumsy movements!

Thus, I look to nature for solace and support (not to mention my husband and son!): just as a garden takes months to go from seed to harvest, so it is with “growing” a book. And although I already have several under my belt, the process from conception to birth (and then “raising” the baby upon publication via publicity efforts) is still an arduous journey taken mostly alone—just like an actual pregnancy.

Rather than rushing the books—get these babies outta me!—I’m (trying) to embrace the entire process. Even if I’ve walked this path before, the scenery has changed—I have changed—making for a brand new creative experience.

Now if I could just get this darn blackberry juice off my fingers… (A mother’s work is never, ever done…)

What about you dear reader? If you could be a Tarot card right now, what would you be? Why?

-- Janet


Tarot is Confusing?

Q MazeI just saw a blog post from a Rune reader, lamenting that Tarot is too confusing--too hard to learn. She can't seem to make heads nor tails out of the Tarot book she owns, a dry tome full of estoric puffery, arcane symbolic connections and labyrinthine philosophical musings.

Hey, I'm all for mental masturbation for the fun of it, but when you want good, solid Tarot sex--that is, a Tarot book or method that helps you connect (flesh-on-flesh) with practical interpretations and relevant insights...you need a modern approach to the cards.

Here was my reply to her:

I think the reason that Tarot is confusing to many people is because many "experts" and traditional books on the cards offer complex symbolism and esoteric minutia that simply doesn't reflect everyday, modern living. That's one reason I created my Back in Time (BIT) Tarot Method, as well as created the Snowland Deck  (with my artist husband). In our cards, we depicted what the card actually means rather than strange, static poses that lack connection with traditional interpretations.

For example, the 6 of Cups in the Rider-Waite shows a boy giving a girl flowers in a cup. One of the accepted interpretations is "nostalgia". What in the world does that have to do with the topic based on the image? Nothing. So what we did was portray a grandmother showing a toddler sepia pictures from her past (you can see the image on our FB page at this link).

Sorry to be long-winded. :o) It's just that Tarot is only confusing if approached with traditional, dry methods. I hope this post encourages you to keep exploring the cards!

What do you think, dear reader? Is Tarot confusing? If so, what makes it that way? If you once thought Tarot was confusing, but (eventually) found clarity, please share with us how you did it in the comments below.

-- Janet


Tarot Telesummit 2013

I'm pleased as punch to announce that I'm a part of a free 21 speaker Tarot Telesummit lasting from September 16 - October 1, 2013!

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Click here to register. (Yes, it's completely free...and will remain so 48 hours after the live telecast.)

Hosted by Kim Wilborn, here's the speaker list (so far) and the cards we'll be discussing in the Spiritual Path of Tarot Telesummit:

Suzanne Corbie: The Fool

Lyndal Bronwyn: The Magician

Stephanie Woodfield: The High Priestess

Krystal Alexander-Hille & Alexander Retrov: The Empress

Shannon McLeod: The Emperor

Lisa Allen: The Hierophant

Ruth Ann and Wald Amberstone: The Lovers

Pamela Eakins: The Chariot

Kooch Daniels: Strength

Michelle Skye: The Wheel of Fortune

Melanie Marquis: The Hanged Man

Ferol Humphrey: Death

Klara Adalena: Temperance

Amanda Donnelly: The Devil

Janet Boyer: The Tower

Shela Skarp: The Star

Christiana Gaudet: The Moon

Brigit Esselmont: The Sun

Arwen Lynch: Judgment

Nancy  Antenucci: The World

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I picked The Tower card because I'm sort of an expert on disaster and recovery (LOL)--and it's supposedly one of my "Birth Cards" (along with The Chariot). Hey, they do seem to fit!

But seriously, I've endured a lot in life, including becoming widowed after 7 years of marriage to my first husband and other Tower experiences. I figure that it's high time to use the shit I've been through to help others, and presenting on The Tower (and its gifts) is one way I can do that. 

After you register here (just a name and email required), you'll be taken to a page where (if you want) you can purchase mp3s of all the presentations (so you can listen to them again and again). And, there's another package where you can purchase all the audios plus get extra free goodies (like stuff from The Tarot School, my Tarot Court Class audio, the Snowland Intuitive Workbook and more). Please use this link to register and purchase, though, so I can get credit for sending you there. 

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So who's coming to the Tarot Telesummit? Which speaker/s are you most excited to hear? Let me know in the comments below so we can get all 3 of Cups giddy!

-- Janet


Learn Tarot in the Tarot Classroom with Me!

TCWhen kids go back to school, you can learn Tarot with me!

You won't even need a Tarot deck, because images will be provided (although I do recommend getting one for maximum effectiveness).

Classes start September 2, 2013. Make sure you check out bonus at bottom! (Hint: you can win a copy of our Snowland Deck just for signing up). ::wink:: Click here for class schedule and syllabus (my Tarot Classroom lasts 11 weeks).

Hope to see you in September!

-- Janet


The Cost of Pursuing Dreams

Reaper shadowThe other day, I saw a guy on Facebook complaining that his wife wanted him to come to bed...but he wanted to spend more time blogging. He looked to be in his early 20s. He was asking this private group for input on "what he should do". 

Having survived widowhood and seeing too many people die in my presence, I made the observation that his blog won't be the one standing by his bedside as he exhaled his dying breath.

A business man quipped "Yeah, but with the divorce rate, you're not even guaranteed your spouse will be there, either."

Hmm.

There's a biblical saying that has universal import: What is it if a man gains the whole world and loses his own soul?

Fundies interpret this as a heaven vs. hell dilemma, but from a mystical, archetypal point of view, the true question posed is this: If you go after a "big dream" (or series of dreams)--and accomplish them--will you end up satisfied? Fulfilled? Happy? Whole?

Or will it be like the funny bumper sticker riff on a popular phrase that states He who dies with the most toys still dies?

Earlier today, I read a post by my Tarot colleague Tierney Sadler called Making the Tough Decisions. I understand what she's putting forth and, to an extent, I agree. 

Maid 400For example, my Mom was a homemaker who--other than church--never really took up any hobbies. When my Dad died last year, she found herself a bit lost...and bored. I tried to encourage her to "get a life" a few years ago (you know what I mean) when I saw my Dad's health declining.

But no dice. As she had for decades, she felt responsible to be there at home 24/7 except for church functions--including cooking 3 meals a day (she was born in the June Cleaver era). 

So I really hear what Tierney is saying. And yes, we women need to pursue our dreams--which may include sacrifice. But, with all do respect--and I don't mean this offensively--Tierney isn't married, nor does she have children. Both of these states profoundly changes the decision-making landscape.

Yet, I also know what it is to live with someone who pursued his dream at a very high cost. 

My first husband was a first chair classical trumpet player and jazz instrumentalist. Through the music of Phil Driscoll (a Christian trumpet player), John got turned on to a man named Roy Roman. He discovered that Roy taught a "no pressure" trumpet method which would allow musicians to play for hours without "blowing out" their lips (and reaching the high notes).

Turned on by his dream, we left college after four years and no degree, then moved in with John's father. He refused to get a job so he could practice this "trumpet method". For two years, we lived off the "kindness of strangers" and sold things while I starved and studied the Bible...and he played these godawful exercises based on a VHS tape for two years. (Click here to see a sample.)

I still remember being so hungry and my first husband finally agreeing to visit a local diner for a fish sandwich. We stayed in the car and I had to half it with him. I don't believe I ever savored a meal so much in my life (after living off fried cabbage and hotdogs for weeks).

Imagine listening to that for 8 hours a day in one room? Although we lived in a 2-story house, my father-in-law was a serial maturbator who loved to use Vaseline and electric pumps at all hours--greasy doorknobs everywhere. Not to mention the crazy transsexual porn I'd find stuffed in the basement toilet (did he really think those images would flush?).

So, I stayed cooped up in our bedroom for two years while John not only played those exercises, but put any cash handouts we received towards personal phone lessons with Roy--at $65 a pop for for 30 minutes (this was 20 years ago, mind you).

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John Playing for Our Wedding

We couldn't apply for welfare because they wanted to know John's Dad's income and info...even if we didn't use his resources. So that was a no-go.

Because I pored over the want ads, I finally found a church in need of a pastor. We got the pastoring gig and, even then, John would put hours and hours and thousands of dollars into learning this "method". When he didn't do that, it was all church stuff and trying to save souls. 

All while I languished in the living room wondering how I could get a life with no money and a 1988 Buick that was so big it may as well be a boat (in the mountainous regions of PA, no less).

Long story short, my husband died trying to learn that damn method. Five years of our marriage--and countless dollars--down the drain. He even asked the doctors if he could bring the trumpet in with him to practice in the hospital when he was diagnosed with leukemia. They said yes, but in a cruel twist of fate, John passed out in the shower because no nurses were attending him--falling face first into the ceramic toilet. He busted all his front teeth and shattered his mouth bones. He would have bled to death with his 300,000+ white count if it wasn't for a nurse that just happened to be standing outside and heard the fall. 

I happened to be back home because of the emergency diagnosis that gobsmacked us and had me scrambling to tie up some domestic stuff so I could live with him at the city hospital for 6 weeks during chemo--or else I would have been watching him like a hawk. It was the only day I wasn't with him during his treatment.

 

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Before Leukemia
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After Leukemia

Even after John got his dentures and thought he "beat" leukemia, he still kept trying to learn that method and spent an enormous amount of money for those lessons (Roy Roman happened to be one of those "prosperity preachers", so he knew our financial situation...but didn't give a damn). By then, John was on Social Securit disability (thanks to my efforts). Otherwise, we would have been up shit creek yet again...

To say I was severely neglected, emotionally tormented and physically malnourished would be an understatement.

You know, I didn't intend to share all this. But I guess it finally needed to see the light of day.

I don't have all the answers, but I do challenge you to think about your creative pursuits--including what it costs if you do pursue them, what it might cost if you don't...and what it might cost your loved ones.

Only you can weigh your soul against your life path to determine if it's right for you, worth the price you may have to pay. 

-- Janet


Commonly Confused Words Part 3

Q MarkIt's time for another edition of Commonly Confused Words!

Prophecy vs. Prophesy

I see these two confused in New Age and Christian books, as well as paranormal fiction.

Prophecy: Pronounced proffa-SEE, prophecy is a noun. It's the message a prophet declares.

Nancy heard the prophecy about the apocalypse from the oracle in the woods.

Prophesy: Pronounced proffa-SYE, prophesy is a verb. It's the act of giving a prophecy.

In the middle of the woods, Nancy heard the oracle prophesy at the top of her lungs.

Callus vs. Callous

Callus: Noun. Hardened or thickened area on the skin.

The farmer had a callus on his thumb.

Callous: Adjective. Indifferent, hardened, unsympathetic.

The teacher's treatment of the grieving student was callous. 

Advise vs. Advice

Advise: Verb. To offer counsel. (ad-VIZE)

"I advise you to stay silent", said the lawyer.

Advice: Noun. Opinion or recommendation. (ad-VICE)

You want my advice? Walk away.

Feel vs. Fill

Feel: Verb. Awareness of touch. To have a sensation.

I feel ill.

Fill: Verb. To make full.

Allow me to fill your glass with water.

Site vs. Sight

Site: Noun. Position or location. Or, short for website.

The construction site is on the north end of the campus.

Sight: Noun. Vision. Act of seeing.

Boy, are you a sight for sore eyes!

Horde vs. Hoard

Horde: Noun. A group or swarm.

Stella was chased by a horde of bees.

Hoard: Verb. To stockpile.

What a packrat! She hoards every piece of junk she can find.

Hoard: Noun. A guarded supply.

The dragon guarded her hoard of jewels. 

Secrete vs. Secret 

Secrete: Verb. To discharge by secretion. (sa-KREET)

The pimple secreted yellow pus.

Secrete: Verb. To conceal. (sa-KREET)

The dog secreted dozens of bones in the back yard.

Secret: Noun. A mystery. Something hidden. (SEE-krit)

Tom has a secret and he's not telling.

Secret: Adjective. Secluded, sheltered, withdrawn. Done without the knowledge of others. (SEE-krit)

The superhero lived in a secret location.

i.e. vs. e.g.

i.e. Latin id est. That is. (Interchangeable with in other words).

The lead singer of Iron Maiden is a gorgeous renaissance man (i.e., Bruce Dickinson).

e.g. Latin exempli gratia. For example.

I love 80s metal bands (e.g. Iron Maiden, Scorpions, Judas Priest).

-- Janet


Snowland Lone Wolf Spread

Note: This spread can be used with any Tarot or oracle deck, as well as runes.

No one likes to experience rejection or deliberate exclusion. When it happens, we often feel so wounded that we sit paralyzed. Our trust and confidence in humanity becomes shaken and, at times, we may even wonder why we bother trying to forge connections with others.

 I’ve created the Snowland Lone Wolf Spread for those times you may experience rejection. I sincerely hope that such occurrences are rare for you. I’ve recently experienced this (yet another Facebook group, apparently comprised of Tarot’s “cool kids” as someone called them, won’t allow me entrance) and, frankly, it stings. So I made this spread, performed it with the Snowland Deck, and received amazing insights and comfort (thanks, in part, to my husband, Ron pointing out some things I may have missed). Well, he’s the artist…it makes sense he’d have some surprising additional insights!

Lone Wolf Spread

  1. What do I need to know about this rejection?
  2. What will help me deal with these painful feelings?
  3. What is beneficial about this situation?
  4. What do I need to move on and heal?
  5. Advice from the Lone Wolf

Do you have your very own copy of our Snowland Deck yet? If not, visit SnowlandDeck.com for more information--including a link to get free readings. "Like" us on Facebook at Facebook.com/SnowlandDeck

-- Janet