Life Gets Crowded. Stay With Your Guide.

IMG_20170520_115819_481The first story I ever submitted for publication was accepted. (Woo hoo!) The first story I ever wrote was junk. As are a lot of the stories shoved away in the dark drawer of my hard drive that I’ll never be submitting to anybody for anything. But there are glimmers of hope, of humor, of promise and genius in many of them, and how could I build on these if they’d never spilled out of my fingers (if by accident…)?

These cards say If you feel guided to do it, get crackin’! Whatever your passion may be, you’re in love with it for a reason: it’s what you’re supposed to be doing. And if you’re no good at it? Do it anyway, and give it some of that Sister Act deep shoulder action. Do it with the music up loud and the paint splattering everywhere, cuz there’s no other way to get good at it. Learn. Try. Do. You’re not getting any better at it saving it for “Someday.”


Make It a Big Gulp

IMG_20170428_104724_089The Seven of Cups reminds you that, until you take wing and pursue them, your dreams will always be just that — a glittering buffet of Look What I’d Rather Be Doing. But see that empty seventh cup? It’s yours to fill, with whatever sparkly bits you want to take with you. Then offer sips to your support system — anyone who says, “Ooh, yum! You should definitely make more of this!” is a keeper.

Embrace Your Place

IMG_20170420_093018The polar bear is very attached to Place. These days it’s gotta take a big dose of faith to trust that its shifting environment is where it’s meant to be. These cards ask you to do the same — for today, to trust that your loyalty to your own truth has brought you to exactly where you need to be. Exult in this moment, made possible by you!

They’re Swords: Cut Through the Fear

IMG_20170413_193711These swords can only hurt you if you stay in bed until they start falling off the wall. Get out from under your worries and fears and take positive action toward overcoming them. Write that poem you’re afraid no one wants to read; dance to the song you can’t get out of your head; call him; write her — see how easy it is to let go of your fear about what might happen once stuff’s happening.

IMG_20170413_194326Or flip the cards: Take some action that messes up your bedsheets. Tune out the mental noise and embrace the physical moment. You’ve made your bed — don’t just lie in it!

This Tarot Card’s Broken


Part of what put me off learning tarot for many years was my certainty that I would be overwhelmed by the prospect of memorizing the meanings of 78 cards. How is this card with a man sitting by four cups different from this one with a man standing by five? Is it the same man? Does he always lug around multiple huge gold chalices? Is that why he looks so over it all?

Part of what I love about tarot is the way it turns out it’s less about memorizing anything and more about getting to know the cards, the better to understand their message as it applies to a certain person, question, or situation. The man sitting among the four cups can’t even see the one he’s really dying to drink from. “Turn your head! Like, even just a few inches!” — suddenly you’re yelling at the screen at a horror movie to keep the person you’re reading for from becoming the expendable friend who inexplicably goes into the dark basement, knowing there’s a deranged killer somewhere in the house…

Many tarot readers have more than one deck, and everybody has their favorite. I love to sift through unfamiliar decks and see how different artists interpret different cards. Some decks resonate strongly and immediately, others seem deliberately obtuse. Until you watch someone who loves and understands the deck do a dead-on reading with it, and unfamiliar, even off-putting images can become beautiful and clear.

When I first started learning tarot, it was in a casual and conversational class environment. At the outset, we spent each week just sifting through the deck and sharing general impressions of the major arcana (Week 1) and then each suit of the minor (weeks 2-5). I loved the mix-matched sofas-and-incense environment, loved having set-aside time with other new seekers, and I loved the teacher. My, but learning tarot was fun! Until we got through the suit of wands, right around week 3. When we got to the 10, the end of the wand road, my deck broke. My heretofore beloved Gay Tarot, which had been living up to its mission to make traditionally gender-role-heavy tarot imagery accessible to gay men, quit working. This 10 of wands was nothing like the others. Mine was a dude standing by the side of the road with his dog. Everyone else’s hapless Tens struggled under these huge loads of life’s burdens-as-depicted-by-wands — ten of them! — just as the card says we all sometimes will, while my guy just stood there, completely unburdened, by the side of the road, ready for what’s next. Was it a typo? Was some other guy elsewhere in the deck, back bent under the double burden of ten heavy wands and the wrong label? How could this 10 of Wands guy teach me anything about laying down my burden when he wasn’t even carrying one?

Oh, wait…

How are these even the same card?

“No burden” is part of the point of the card. Much of what we carry — so many of the things we worry about — is extraneous. Like the housewife in the first card, we let ourselves become overwhelmed, fretting over things beyond our control; we struggle to shoulder other people’s problems, to take responsibility for their feelings and reactions, to live up to unachievable expectations that we heap on ourselves. The snail in the second card beautifully and succinctly sums up the message of the 10 of wands: yeah it’s dark, yeah it’s raining, yeah there are a lot of sticks in this pile, but you’re only one snail. You can only climb the one. So forget about the rest of ’em. It seems to be working for the woman reclining in the third card. She isn’t even burdened by clothes, much less by the rest of it. And so our guy with his dog comes to make sense. Sure, he’s got a backpack — we all have some responsibilities we can’t set down, even if it’s just to our dreams and our dog — but his little backpack is manageable, and not overfull. He left his burden of worry and misplaced responsibility that was never his to carry in the booth in the diner in town and is ready to ease on down the road. My deck wasn’t broken, just looking at the same problem from a different angle, which has become for me part of both the challenge and the charm of reading tarot. The book says this card means this; the image kind of more says this. What it actually means for you in a particular reading is somewhere in the mixture, and teasing that out — setting down the extraneous wands, since we’re on the subject, until the important one is left — is what makes reading tarot so fun.



Double Decker: If You Wanna Sing Out, Sing Out

IMG_20170327_211311The blue(-throated)bird of happiness has a bodyguard. This 2-deck card combo, from the Animal Totem tarot deck and the Chakra Insight Oracle, encourages expression of your truest self, which is pretty much my mission as a writer, a tarot advisor, and a dude who paints his toenails. Lay to rest any inauthentic communication styles and limiting self-talk and let your heart’s song really take wing!