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Moon Phase Tarot Reading, New to Full, 1/27 – 2/10

I don’t like to run these readings too far out from the actual date of the event.  I find that the further away from the event in time the higher the chance the reading will be off.  “Always in motion is the future,” said a wise, green goblin in a swamp.  This time I cut it a little close and then ran into some technical issues so that the video didn’t make it up until an hour or more AFTER the event of the New Moon had started.  Bah!

So, I’ve learned from my lessons and will try to afford a bit more of a cushion next time!

This one’s got a lot of energy behind it.  I think you’ll understand when you watch it.  This is the reading that will carry us out of the energy of the Moon card from the Winter Solstice reading, into Imbolc and beyond.  It will be interesting to see how this one jives up with the upcoming reading for Imbolc.

Spring is coming!

 


Moon Phase Reading – New to Full for December 29 – January 12, 2017

It’s finally time for 2016 to be over.  For me this year has been entirely about transition.  From constantly getting the Journey card of the Wildwood (Death), to moving, to re-finding my magical self and struggling with the loss of ole models and new political paradigms.  It’s definitely been a year of challenges but it has also been a year of immense growth.

Currently, it’s the New Moon and this energy is what will carry us forward into the beginning of 2017.  Below, in the video I continue my moon phase readings for the time period between the New Moon and the Full Moon in January.

This reading was particularly fun because I was able to use my new Druidcraft  Tarot that I was given as a Solstice gift.  I’ve wanted that tarot for a while so I could use it in conjunction with the Wildwood deck.  I’ve felt that the two decks together would be quite potent.  More of that to come in the future!

This reading does intertwine with my previous reading for the energies between Solstice and Imbolc.  It’s possible this short time period is the respite we needed and the Ace of Swords energy mentioned there.  (If you notice, both readings feature swords and clarity and Truth.)

For now, enjoy the wave of energy that seems to be coming our way.

 


Moon Phase Readings – Full to New Moon, December 2016

The problem with having a blog AND a Youtube channel is you occasionally forget  you did one and did not update the other!  For instance, here’s a reading I did on this past Full Moon last week and the energies/advice for moving toward the New Moon at the end of the month, December 29th.

This is part of a new series of readings I will be doing at every New Moon and Full Moon to help navigate the coming time.  I frame the question and the reading to be focused towards anyone who might be watching it.  After that, I just let the Universe do it’s thing.

 

More to come as I get my tripod and camera figured out a bit better!


Shadow Boxing

What is insecurity? By default, of course, it is a lack of security. It is a state of being open, unprotected, and a lack of faith in oneself or one’s abilities. What is security? It is confidence that you can’t be harmed, that you are protected OR that you are backed up by something powerful. You have faith in yourself and in something larger. In this realm of magic and myth, the two are interconnected. An insecurity is believing you are not good enough to do “X”. A security is knowing no matter what happens, you can do “X” for the right reasons and still learn something even if you don’t succeed.

An insecurity will make you confused, anxious or be in doubt if you receive a negative comment. They undermine you. With security, you fall back on your training, you shrug it off as no big deal.

At the Morrigan’s request, I’ve been exploring the origins of my own insecurities. It’s been going on for several days now with reviews of my childhood, my adolescence, what made me me, etc.  It’s a bit like volunteering to dig into your own dirt before the warrior queen standing next to you hits you with the shovel.

In martial arts there is a jumping off point beginners have to learn. It’s not only learning how to hit someone (most people just don’t know how or, thankfully, have never had to) but it’s also learning how to take a hit. How it feels to take a shot to the blocking arm or to the body. It’s learning how to deal with the pain and the distracting sensations. You eventually get to a point where you feel it but it’s not necessarily pain. It’s just a sensation and you keep going. You build up a tolerance. You also build up confidence.

Two mornings ago I had a dream with the Morrigan.  As usual, she was in full black battle armor, dark mail gloves, boots and her black cloak of crow feathers.  We stood on frozen bare earth, in a clearing with dark pine woods encircling us.  There was not so much snow on the ground as just heavy frost.  There was snow in the pines, I remember that. There was a chill in the air, little glitterings of frost in the air and I could see our breath as we spoke.  The ground crunched underneath us as we stepped and moved.

She was punching me.  It was a type of martial training and she kept coming in with these heavy shots of those black mailed fists. WHAM! WhaM! I kept my head covered, taking the shots, feeling their impact on my upper arm, my shoulder as I covered. I could feel the cold metal of her gauntlets hitting me, the cold making the sensation worse. As soon as a punch landed I would attempt to grab, wrap and counter-strike. She would kick me off of or slide out and then bring the other fist around. I’d dodge one or two then WHAM!

Then, we would step back. She would say something, point to my blocking arm, point to me, say something else. She was blunt, direct but I don’t remember her words. All I know is that She wanted me to get used to the feeling of being punched by a hard mailed fist. It was part of the training. I was sore and bleeding but not tired.

Then, we would go again. I’m not sure how long the dream had gone. All I know is that she stopped, nodded and did her disappearing act.

I woke up.

I chewed on the meaning of the dream for some time. Finally, she whispered a clue in my ear, “Insecurities.” And then, I understood. In the dream-time, where symbols are key, she was symbolically teaching me how to shake off the veritable “slings and arrows” that make up insecurities. She was toughening me up.  I was being taught to react to those insecurities as you would take a hit in martial arts training.  Don’t get emotional.  It’s not personal.  It’s practice.

Later in the day I heard her again and wrote this out quickly on a notepad file. “”With an insecurity, you can’t take the hit. You can’t take a negative comment. You’re scared of opinions, you scared of what others think, you allow yourself to be controlled by others and are unable to stand your ground unless angry or mad. When that happens, when emotion takes over, you cannot react with skill. A warrior should react with skill and control.”

“Insecurities bring you doubt. They cause hesitation. They knock you off-balance. In training you learn they are nothing, that they do not effect you and they do not stick. If this is practiced you are then able to act in calm and confidence.  You can stand your ground without your ego interfering.”

“When you can do that, you’re ready.”

My next question was, of course, “Ready for what?”

“Growth,” was her single answer.

 


Reading for New Moon to Full Moon – November to December

I took some time this morning during the cazimi window of the Sagittarius New Moon to do a general reading regarding the upcoming energies for all of us.  For a few weeks now I keep feeling the energies surrounding the Winter Solstice will be particularly intense as we finish up the year that was 2016.   I was curious to see what these upcoming energies might be in play as we peak upwards toward the full moon on the 14th.

To that end, I drew three cards.

  • First card – What is the general energy between now and the full moon?
  • Second card – Commentary on the first card.  More detail.  More information.
  • Third card – Information from the Fey realm as to the same time period?

The minute I saw the cards, I knew I needed to get this written and posted.

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First card – The Tower 

Right.  This isn’t the first time the Tower has come up about this time period.  It came up in the Lenormand for my reading regarding the current political situation.  Here, the Tower is coming down.  Well held beliefs, authority and structure are going to fall apart.  I am still unsure how this will come about but given what we are seeing with recounts, electoral votes and a volatile country and president elect I have to lean that direction.  Heads up, everyone.  2016 isn’t done with us yet.

Second Card – Eight of Pentacles

This was a commentary card to the first card.  Given the far reaching implications of the Tower.  My first thoughts with the 8 of Pentacles were “keep your head down and focus on what’s in front of you, what is important.”  I also feel this talks about doing only your best spiritual work at this time.  Do not let the chaos of the Tower falling distract you from doing your best work with the best intention.  Keep doing what you are doing with focus and intent.

Third Card – Ilbe the Retriever

Sweet Ilbe!  Ilbe is saying that something lost will be found, will be returned to us.  Perhaps it’s a sense of sanity and focus after an insane few months?  Perhaps it’s clarity?  Something is coming back to the scene that we thought was gone, lost?  My first hopeful thoughts is that we will see a stabilization and positive, direct proof that key positive traits such as honor, equality and compassion are returned and shown to be important.

Not much more to add than that, I suppose?  We will have to wait and see how things shake out and what comes toppling down over the next few weeks.

Hang in there everyone!

If you have thoughts or commentary on the cards feel free to leave a comment!

Strength and Peace.


“One Card for You, One Card for Me.”

Since speaking with the Morrigan and agreeing to work with her I had a day where she was just not around.  Monday was fairly normal and the first day in a week where the blue flame image wasn’t prominent in my inner vision.  I spent the day asking, for the most part, “Ok, what next?”

This morning, during my morning card reading, she returned.  I was shuffling my Wildwood tarot and I felt her arrive.  This, in itself, is very hard to describe. It is a simple knowing, a presence.  I feel a shift and the dark blue flames tingle up my arms.

I greeted her and heard her say, “You asked a question about our work?”  I agreed and a simple statement came to my inner ear, “One card for you, one card for me.”  She stared at me and stayed behind my left shoulder as I drew both cards.  With the second card, I could feel her guiding my hand to the card.

So, there it was.  One card would be for my physical day, work, life, family, etc.  The second card would be for her.  It would tell me my first trial.  Fair enough.

I won’t show many of these and I’m guessing there will be several such lessons from her through the cards.  I’ve decided to show you this one because once you see the cards you’ll see just how apt the whole thing ended up being.  It’s also a bit of proof that the Morrigan is direct, engaging and no-nonsense.

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The first card, the card for me, the Four of Arrows, is about rest, about taking it easy.  Today, for me, is very much like this.  With the holiday nearby and me being off tomorrow, today will be easy.  After the intense weeks I have run since September, this is a welcome site.   More importantly, it’s a call to engage that rest, to be conscious of it.

The second card, the card from her.  Seven of Arrows ~ Insecurity.

Straight to the point.  The first step of the Morrigan’s teaching?  Time to dig up those insecurities and start looking at them.

“Start today and use your rest wisely,” she said.  “These insecurities need to go first before we continue and you will know when to draw the next card.  Address them, tend to them.  Sort them out and identify them.  It will be easier to weed them out.”

“All of them?”

“If not all, most,” she said and gave me that direct, black-eye stare.

“Well,” I said jokingly, “I’m gonna need a bigger boat.”

She just stared at me, gave me a half smile and a crook of an eyebrow to show me amusement and disappeared again.

She’s fond of me.  I can tell.

 

 


The Queen of Crows

(This is a very personal post which I did not want to initially publish.  I believe that part of my work with the Morrigan is to show my process with her, to help others to see or understand.  She has told me this isn’t for me.  It’s helpful and is necessary.  To be honest, I cannot guarantee I will keep this post up for very long.  We will see how this goes.)

On Sunday, I took a walk out into a chilly morning right after dawn to have a little sit down chat with the Morrigan.  You know, like you do…  I felt called to shoot a little video before hand which I did.  It’s over on my youtube channel if you want to see it.  I think now it was just a way for me to calm my nerves and to have some record in case I disappeared, swooped up in a dark cloud of crow wings and fury.  (Just kidding…I think.)

Shortly after filming I sat there and talked to her.  Well, I talked, she mainly listened.  Sitting on a log, nestled by some sheltering cedar from the cold breeze.  I was alone in meditation.  My eyes were closed, focused on my inner vision.

Unlike other spirits or visions, contact with her is crystal clear.  There are no “halfway” ideas of what I saw or didn’t see.  I don’t have to stretch for anything.  It’s typically in high-def.   Unlike the unclothed and long-maned Dark Lady from the Faeries Oracle, she was dressed in bulky, weathered, black leather armor, crow feathers and dark fur at her shoulders.  Her hair was black and unruly, cropped short falling just above her eyebrows and just below her ears. It looked like it had been cut with a knife.  On her back draped a long cloak that shimmered between dark blue, black and crow/raven feathers.

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