Tarot Etc. Thursday No. 11

It’s a shock to me, too, that I don’t have any of the various Celtic tarot decks that are available in the world. I am in tune with what *I* was always told were the Irish roots and branches of my family tree, though my sister denies that we are Irish (she has her DNA test that shouts “Scottish!” but I ignore that).


My mother-in-law has the most Irish of birth names (first, middle, and last), so her pedigree is solid. She gave me this wonderful book many years ago with the enclosed note: Thought of you when I saw this. I have one, too. Good for picking up occasionally–for a quick “pick-me-up!”

I always say I lucked out in the parents-in-law department. I’ve photographed the book on a beautiful scarf that was given to me by another generous woman of Irish descent (her note includes, It is a [hand] painting of the Tree of Life on 100% silk. I added some of the bracelets I’ll be wearing today, including this one with the Tree of Life.

For your bit of magic today, here are the pages about the Tree of Life from Lyn Webster Wilde’s Celtic Inspirations: Essential Meditations and Texts.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day to you all–and I hope you get a chance to make friends (not war) with a tree. Peace.

More Reorg

Last night, Tom and I did some major moving and shifting of books to make these bookcases in the living room work better for us. Most of his stuff stays put once he’s read it, but a lot of my books that I frequently consult were behind the TV, which I was always having to move to find them. Now, his rarely consulted or reread books are behind the TV.


From left to right, these are divided by LGBTQ non-fiction and fiction by author; music, whether memoir, biographies, or other nonfiction by artist then subject, and the many oversized programs and promotional materials that are shelved together away from the related artist just because of their tallness; mystery by author; political/history/sociology; metaphysical by topic; health; religion, spirituality, and philosophy; and finally, science fiction.

Another reason we did this is because we were running out of shelf space. The bookshelves in the library (almost all fiction, drama, poetry, and art, but also children’s and humor) are full, too, but for this living room set, there was one way we could make more space: by removing most of the boxes that were on them. Only two or three remain, and the others, along with boxes that were on shelves in our bedroom, have been moved to the office on top of the two larger dog crates, which serve well as tabletops.

By the way, in the top photo, second bookcase from the left, in front of the bottom shelf, Anime’s tail is visible. Today, we had a CRAZY morning of dog chaos because we had both the cable guy and the exterminator on the property. The dogs and I had to take a nap afterward.

Below is the whole dog Anime, generally the sweetest of the BatPack, who was just as vocal as the rest of them this morning. Despite their lunacy (it was a full moon, after all), we love them all, and they had a great romp of squirrel chasing later.

Tarot Etc. Thursday No. 4

Today I decided to mix it up a little. I’d chosen what cards to put in the sunflower box I showed on here recently, but it’s not a Tarot deck. It’s a deck called Karma Cards and it was created by Monte Farber, who was part of the husband-and-wife team of the Enchanted Tarot that I featured in an earlier post (that deck has since been moved to a different box, by the way, and I put the Muse Tarot in the “Dennis” box =), which seemed appropriate). This edition of Karma Cards was published in 1991, but it was first published in 1988.

The system used in this deck is a little too complicated to explain in full, but the form of the questions to ask, as suggested by the author, are: “What will be the outcome (of any situation)…” “What should I do (about, because of, with, to) (any situation)…” or “What should I keep in mind when I…” and “What kind of situation/mood/atmosphere can I expect to encounter or prepare for…?”

The answers come by drawing one each from three shuffled piles of cards labeled Planets, Signs, and Houses. As the front cover says, this is a deck that uses astrology as a guide. The concepts of both astrology and karma are always intriguing to me, so I can see why I wanted this deck. I’d have guessed I bought the deck sometime in the late 1990s, but there’s a sheet of paper in the book that has several questions I asked that could only have been in 1994.

To know the outcome of a question, you read the words in a line from card to card in the blue panels. To know what action you should take, you read the words in a line from card to card in the red panels. The top row of either reading is your spiritual guidance; the middle row is your mental guidance; and the bottom row is your physical guidance.

Confused? Here’s my example taken from that sheet of paper of one of the questions I asked among many related to a certain situation.

“What does [name of a specific friend] need from me?”
I turned up Mercury in Sagittarius in the 2nd House. I was looking for guidance on what action I should take, so I read the red panels.

My spiritual answer was “Communicate your highest ideals patiently.”
My mental answer was “Analyze the rules of what you want.”
My physical answer was, “Let your mind tell you how to get it out into the world and get what you need.”

Looking at this NOW, the most important message comes from the first two answers. This was not about what I wanted or about my will to take action. This was about what this person needed from me. But at that time… I was so desperate to do what *I* thought was best for this person that I depended on the advice and actions of two well-meaning friends to help me get the outcome I needed (the third message). It worked, in the short term. In the long term, I’d have been better off also heeding the wisdom of those first two answers.

I think this is a good (if painful) example of letting one’s will/ego/desire make a person see the answer she wants to see, as I warned about in a different post. Though one positive outcome of what turned out to be an emotionally harrowing experience is that when faced with a similar choice in any number of situations like this one or even unlike it since then, I tend to consider all THREE answers in a healthier way. So while I didn’t remember this reading at all and was surprised to find the piece of paper in the book, I internalized some good lessons from both the reading and my subsequent actions:

  • Don’t pay attention only to the parts that say what you’d hoped to hear.
  • What was best for the person and what was best for me turned out to be the same thing: Leave it alone. Be patient.
  • Figure out what the “rules” are and don’t automatically resist them. How does their wisdom best protect the highest good of all concerned?

State of the Hall

Today Keith and his helper whose name I do not know came to Houndstooth Hall. (ETA: I now know his name. It’s Jay.)

Where it started:

How it’s going:

The black plastic bag covering the hole in the kitchen ceiling is gone, and the job should be finished tomorrow. WOOHOO!

Meanwhile, I’ve been busy, too. Witness the closet doors in the guest room known as “Lynne’s room.”


And the wonders within. On the floor, from top to bottom are a bin of doll clothes; a bin of Monster High Dolls; a bin of Model Muse dolls; and on the bottom, a bin of doll furniture, vehicles, horses, and other marvelous things. Above them, the shelf is full of boxed dolls.

Like this:

And this:

More boxed dolls and doll cases on the shelves on the other side of the closet:

Little blue bin on the left has Monster High Doll accessories. Little blue bin on the right has “character” dolls–that is, dolls who I sometimes dress and pose to entertain and inspire me as I write the characters they represent. Those four small containers on top of that are Barbie and Ken accessories, mostly shoes. They have more shoes than Carrie Bradshaw, an outdated reference to Sex and the City. But probably not more shoes than Imelda Marcos, an outdated reference to the former First Lady of the Philippines who is now 91 years old.

The four orange bins on the bottom are full of individually wrapped dolls. Since I’ve been asked, the total number of dolls in that closet is 456 (edited: 459), acquired over 55 years. Considering that I’m 135 years old, it could be worse.

Here is a cute shot of a character doll who’s currently living in 1974 on paper.

I now know exactly what I have and have catalogued and photographed where everything is. It’s organized and at hand–no more asking Tom to bring bins from our outside storage room and searching for that ONE doll or ONE cape or tuxedo I need. I’m happy they’re inside, climate controlled, and flood resistant or at least easy to quickly move UP should the need arise. And there’s still room for Lynne or a guest to hang clothes and put shoes–and more room can be made by stacking the bins a little differently. But NO MORE shelf space. =)

Mostly I’m happy because the things that fill the Hall–among them, books, music, movies, dolls and a few other toys, stones and crystals, a bit of art, crafting supplies–all inspire me and nourish a nature that has yearned to create my entire life. I never wanted things for the sake of things; everything is a story or becomes one. I don’t know any other way to be and am grateful for everyone who’s encouraged and accepted me for who I am.

A little extra TLC


Although I gave these little friends a moon bath to clear and clean them on the night of the full moon, their home was a dusty mess. Like a Metaphysical Hazel (a reference you won’t get unless you are of a certain age), I decided they were overdue for housekeeping.


First up, got rid of their old cotton mattresses.


I gave their case a good cleaning and put in their new mattresses.


The wands got some cleaning, too.


After a water bath, they’re back in their freshly cleaned home, and some new friends have even moved in.

Good housekeeping makes good energy.

Moonbath


Last night, I took advantage of the full moon to give some good friends and helpers a re-energizing moonbath.

Today, I’m still reorganizing them and need to clean off the shelves where they live so their environment will be as clean and clear as they are.


Here are many stones and crystals, including the group that has long worked with me doing energy work. This is not all of them, but I will take care of the others with a different method.


I began with some lavender and sage from a supplier I met through Instagram. She’s also a great musician and singer.


A little blurred, but at the top of the photo is my smoky quartz pendulum. I think he’s been my helper–or I’ve been his–since the 1990s.

Everything I do is in the spirit of mindfulness and healing.

I’ve recently become aware that not all people have good intentions toward me. I’m sad for them and surround myself with this great energy not only to protect myself and my home, but hoping that maybe a lack of success will make them stop and also keep them from stirring up bad karma for themselves. Being kind and holding good intentions toward others helps everyone.

Hope this adds a little magic to your Saturday!

ETA: Best part of my Saturday is the peace of mind I got when Debby was contacted to get her COVID vaccine today.

Tiny Tuesday!

Body Mind and Soul often presents online sales of beautiful jewelry, crystals, and their other amazing offerings and products. I missed a sale last week by not being online much, and that night when I got on Instagram, I saw this guy, the only item still showing up in their Instagram story.


He’s aquamarine (my birthstone), and I was all, What? Nobody took this little one? I would take him!

And just like that, he was ready for me to do curbside pickup on Halloween. Here are some goodies that were in the bag with him.


I am about to burn some of this RIGHT NOW, because it’s Election Day, and I need all the negativity dispersed from around me that can be.


Now he’s hanging out with his new friends. The two next to him are stone skulls that Tom and I picked up in New Orleans in 2017, and then those glamour twins on the end are just some inexpensive little showoffs I adopted somewhere along the way because they wanted to join the family.

Tiny Tuesday!


Tiny leaf dish, with tiny stone hearts: carnelian for empowerment and amazonite for authenticity, plus a tiny cone of nag champa incense. All of these are from my favorite Houston store, Body Mind and Soul. Crystals and stones, incense, aromatherapy and candles, the right music–these are helping keep me focused on writing and positive things.

I’ve found that I can’t read right now. It’s frustrating, and yesterday for an Instagram post, I counted 31(derful) books in my to-be-read pile. Since I’m not routinely a TV viewer, I do that in only limited doses. As much as I love other people’s creativity, for some reason during this time, reading and viewing has become harder. Music is still fantastic, especially some of the musicians I’ve met via social media.

I’ll talk a bit more about stress at the end of this post.

I’m not much of a shopper. I usually go to stores only with a specific purpose, and I’m in and out quickly. But the stores I love most take more time: record stores, bookstores, antique stores, and especially Body Mind and Soul. We are able now to book in-store shopping appointments there in thirty-minute increments. I’ll be glad to shop that way if it helps keep this Houston treasure open.

So many businesses have closed, especially restaurants. Even franchises of chain restaurants. I think so far our favorite locally-owned eateries are hanging in there, and we do get takeout a couple of times a week to be supportive. We have to budget that wisely since I’ve been laid off.

I try to imagine when I can travel again. I didn’t go many places for so long because of work. This past weekend, we Zoomed with the Tom side of the family for his mother’s birthday. It was my first Zoom meeting and was a lot of fun. We got to see people and kids (shit, they’re all almost grown now) and dogs.

One day when the pandemic is under control, I won’t have the income for travel. I try not to think about the future a lot. It makes the present situation seem bleak. I can say that staying home for seven months during a pandemic while the worst administration I’ve experienced in my lifetime is so dishonest and dangerously inept is not something I ever anticipated or want to repeat.

So… stress. There are topics I.don’t.want.to.talk.about. Ever. Has nothing to do with the current situation we’re in. One time someone who knows me well called me a finely-tuned instrument who strongly reacts to the vibrations put off by the planet, events, and humans. She taught me many ways to protect myself, and I still use those. I caution people that when I say, “Stop,” it’s a good idea to stop. It’s not personal. It’s the topic + me. When I get frustrated or reactive, it’s no longer the topic. It’s personal. This is one of my least favorite ways to be. Why would anyone want to provoke it?

So…crystals and stones. Aromatherapy. Candles. Music. Social media avoidance. Coloring. Writing scenes in my head and then into my manuscript. Everybody has their ways to cope and minimize stress. I hope. If not, there’s an entire Internet filled with ideas. Find what works, and know I wish you peace.

Caveat emptor

Because I have done almost no local retail shopping during quarantine (grocery store, drug store, and maybe three times anywhere else), I have ordered a few things online. Most were fine, even the ones that took a long, long, long, long time to get here.

But I was completely misled on two of those purchases. One was finally fully refunded after my complaint. The other complaint is in progress, so I shall see.

No more buying online unless I absolutely know and trust the source. Caveat emptor: Let the buyer beware, indeed.

If you are looking for rare or collectible books; or need trustworthy sources for face masks; or want to indulge your metaphysical needs/wants (books, jewelry, music, stones and crystals); or would like home-canned jellies and jams; or organically grown herbs and products made from them; as well as reputable independent book dealers; or art suppliers local to Houston who will ship to you–I can totally hook you up with contact info/websites.

Life Purpose

from Rachelle Charman’s Chakra Reading Cards

Some of us learn our life purpose early. Either we are drawn to it, or we are guided to it. I would say in my case both, and I’ve never wavered in knowing what it is and who I need to be to serve it.

Every experience, every triumph, every mistake, every person and place–they have all been part of it.

This does not mean that it has been without fear and false starts.

Here are a very few words from the card’s description:

It is our birthright to walk our path…ask yourself what it is that you love to do…what brings your heart joy…fear is a natural part…and is often created when you hold yourself back…

Be brave for yourself.