10. La Ruota — Tarocchi dei Celti

Sunday, January 15th, 2012

Benito Jacovitti

Illustrator: Benito Jacovitti

 

The Wheel of Fortune can be interpreted very simply. Right-side-up= Good luck. Up-side-down= bad luck.

 

Yet again I am reading from a deck that is all Italian. This is the second of two majors-only decks of the same name. I much prefer the other: these images were illustrated by a humorist whose humor I don’t appreciate. I didn’t ask a question because I didn’t want to use this deck to be insightful in any manner. I’m not exactly sure what makes this a Celtic deck.

 

This Wheel [of Fortune] is lodged under the over-sized breasts of a very large woman. The sausage at her feet is a repeating theme throughout the deck, as are the dismembered fingers sticking up from the ground. Three-headed gods are not uncommon. They see the past, present and future: every way the wheel can roll. Someone has thrown a pot of coins and a die— common symbols of gambling— at the woman’s helmeted head. The pot empties out and the woman remains oblivious, laughing.

 

I guess I don’t ever have to look at this deck again. I got it for “free” when I ordered a bunch of other decks from Italy. It gives me the same-sort of grossed-out feeling as do movies with too much bodily-function comedy and too few brains.

5. Dìan Cècht (il Sacerdote) — Tarocchi dei Celti

Saturday, January 14th, 2012

Giordano BertiArtist: Giordano Berti

 

This is a 22-card, majors-only deck. The little booklet that comes with it is all in Italian.

I asked the deck, “Show me something new.”

“Il Sacerdote” is the priest, or the hierophant.

 

Dìan Cècht is the physician-god of the Celtic tribe of Tuatha Dé Danann. Famously, he made a silver arm for King Nadua when the original got chopped off in the First Battle of Magh Tuiredh. (Bodily perfection was a requirement for kingship.) To prevent such mishaps during the Second Battle of Magh Tuireh, Dìan Cècht blessed a nearby well. Any of his tribe’s wounded warriors who bathed in the well would become whole and ready for battle again, unless they had been decapitated.

 

Dìan Cècht’s son Micah preferred to use herbs and direct touch and incantations rather than surgical and prosthetic procedures for healing. Some said it was because Dìan Cècht was jealous that his son was the better healer; Dìan Cècht said it was because Micah had been disrespectful— but when Micah replaced the silver arm of King Nadua with a flesh-&-blood arm, Dìan Cècht slew his son with a strike through the skull to the neck.

 

Dìan Cècht’s daughter Airmed mourned deeply. All the healing herbs of the world sprung from the ground as her tears fell on her brother Micah’s grave. Airmed catalogued the herbs and their properties. Unfortunately, Dìan Cècht was an angry, jealous father. He scattered the herbs, destroying the work of two children with one blow. Now no human will ever know the healing properties of all the herbs.

 

Meanwhile, Dìan Cècht’s other son went abroad, married well, and sired Dìan Cècht a grandson named Lugh. Lugh returned to Ireland to lead his father’s people in the Second Battle of Magh Tuiredh— the battle for which Dìan Cècht provided a magic well of regeneration for wounded soldiers. This time, King Nadua of the twice-replaced-arm was killed by Balor of the Poisonous Eye— Lugh’s other, foreign grandfather. Lugh then drove Balor’s eye out the back of his head with the stone from a sling-shot— or blinded him with a spear— or decapitated him— but either way Lugh got rid of his maternal grandfather, Balor of the Poisonous Eye, and won back the throne for his father’s tribe and the now-resurrected King Nadua of the twice-replaced-arm.*

 

Gods are human, too— but not too human.

*I think.

King of Fear — Matteo Maria Boiardo Tarocchi

Friday, January 13th, 2012

Artist: Maurizio Bonora

Author: Matteo Maria Boiardo

 

The Matteo Maria Boiardo Tarocchi deck is based on a poem about tarot cards by Count Matteo Maria Boiardo, written sometime between 1460 & 1494. He used the structure: 4(suits) x 14(cards per suit) + 22(trumps) = 78 cards. As his poem is one of the oldest references to a deck with this exact structure, it is possible that Count Boiardo invented this now-prevalent structure.

 

This card refers to King Dionysius I or Dionysius the Elder (ca. 432–367 BC), a Greek tyrant of Syracuse, in what is now Sicily, southern Italy. He conquered several cities in Sicily and southern Italy, opposed Carthage’s influence in Sicily and made Syracuse the most powerful of the Western Greek colonies. He was regarded by the ancients as an example of the worst kind of despot— cruel, suspicious and vindictive. Dante places King Dionysius I in a river of boiling blood in the Inferno of his Divine Comedy.

 

This card reads—

TIMOR DYONISIO del tonsore in vece

usò le proprie figlie, cum carboni

per fugir ferro; e al fin non fugĂ­ nege.

Which can be loosely translated as—

FEAR Instead of using a barber, DYONISIUS

had his own daughters shave him with coals to avoid iron;

in the end he avoided nothing.

 

[Translated with major help from http://trionfi.com, an excellent site about tarot history with plenty of pictures.]

 

Cruel king Dyonisius’ paranoid suspicion lead him to regard all his subjects as potentially threatening. For this reason he forbid knives, razors and other such sharp iron tools into his chamber. Instead of using a barber, he trained his daughters— whose bodies did not go unsearched before entering his presence— to trim his beard hairs with coals of burning nutshells.

 

Thomas Preston (1537-1598) mentions this event in his play Cambyses (1569)—

The king himself…
…trusteth none to come near him,
Not his own daughters will he have
Unsearched to enter his chamber, which he hath made barbers his beard to shave,
Not with knife or razor, for all edge-tools he fears,
But with hot burning nutshells they singe off his hairs.

 

Richard Edwardes (1525-1566) mentions it his tragicomic play Damon and Pythias (1564)—

[The collier asks Wyll and Jack:]
Has the Kinge made those fayre Damsels his daughters,
To be come now fine and trimme Barbers?
[Jack replies:]
The king him selfe…
…trusteth none, to come nere him: not his wone doughters wil he have
Unsercht to enter his chamber, which he hath made barbars his beard to shave:
Not with Knife or Rasour, for all edge tooles he fears,
But with hote burning Nutshales, they senge of his heares.

 

Count Boiardo’s poem predates both of these plays.

 

In the end, Dyonisius the Elder did not escape death. None do, as death is heaven’s only guarantee that comes with birth. The king was possibly poisoned by his physicians at the instigation of his son, who succeeded him as ruler of Syracuse. Or perhaps he celebrated so fiercely that he drank himself to death. Others report that he died of natural causes. Another theory suggests vengeful murder by compatriots who were bitter about the king’s earlier purges and taxation imposed upon them.

 

The tyrant king spreads fear among his subjects, his enemies, and throughout his court. Thus surrounded by fear, he becomes paranoid of those subjected to his treacherous rule. The tyrant king— the King of Fear.

 

[The immense amount of research required to write this post has given me a great deal of satisfaction.]

Nine of Cups — Vertigo Tarot

Thursday, January 12th, 2012

Illustrator: Dave McKean

Author: Rachel Pollack

 

If this card is right-side up, it says:

Witness the perfection of art:  desire, beauty, sensuality. Count your blessings. Live in the moment. Enjoy the good life. Contentment with your accomplishments forms a foundation for the future. Balance is always needed, but right now is more a time of enjoyment than of suffering the negative consequences of such pleasure.

 

If this card is upside-down, it says:

Frustration. Your wishes may not have yet come true. Perhaps you are being unrealistic. Wishes do not manifest of their own accord. Something is missing deep down. Be careful not to over-emphasize your fantasies or gratify your own desires at the expense of others.

 

I am especially unfocused today— as opposed to my regular, generally unfocused self. This being the Vertigo Tarot, my thoughts meandered around the request, “Tell me something about dreams.” (I also thought, “Give me an idea for a boy’s name,” tho not so seriously.) Although every card in this deck may be linked to Dream, the Nine of Cups is generally a dream card: daydream. Rachel Pollack writes, “…the dream here is of the body… We spend a great deal of our imaginative energy on sexual images… The artist takes these fantasies and uses them as a vehicle for something less personal, even serene, as if art, in its universality, transcends physical desire…”

 

This card tells me I have a tendency to daydream rather than get about to doing the work necessary to follow through with my ideas. I know that: I have a house full of things that could potentially, when I get around to it, be fixed up or made into other things. My most intentional work of art— my wicked deck of cards— moves toward completion at a snail’s pace. But who among us is not a dreamer? Nonetheless, Nine of Cups shows emotional, physical, and sensual satisfaction. Perhaps if I was less satisfied, my daydreams would be more than dreams.

 

Some say happiness is an attitude of choice. If my biggest dream in life is to be happy—and in the end, whose isn’t?— than I am successful. I have accomplished— with some hard work— the most important dream. Every other daydream is just icing on the cake.

 

Om Lokah Samastah Sukhino Bhavantu
May All Beings Be Happy

.

 

 

18 The Moon — The Enchanted Tarot

Wednesday, January 11th, 2012

Art (collage, appliqué, direct dye, beading, color image transfer & cloth): Amy Zerner

Author: Monte Farber

 

Interpretation: “This is the darkness before dawn. You must separate illusion from reality. Even though the path may seem frightening and treacherous, you need not fear the mysterious unknown. Your intuition can guide you to hidden opportunities. Remember to save your energies for the challenges ahead and not to squander them with anxious worrying.”

 

This girl is me, woken up in a blue-black faraway dream where everything is cold and weary. I am very tired, which is unjustifible, as I have done nothing that should make me feel thus. I am not afraid. There is no anxious worrying. The path does not seem treacherous. The only illusion I held was that I could accomplish more than I am able. That has been smashed. The truth is, I don’t have to take anyone’s advice on how to interpret this image: I asked the deck for a sleepy card.

 

I look outside.

This night’s sky

bears its waning gibbous moon

for me to sleep beneath.

The Tower — Tarot of Prague

Sunday, January 8th, 2012

Illustrators & Authors: Karen Mahony & Alexandr Ukolov

 

Interpretation: “An earthquake in your life. You are  going through a huge upheaval and change. It may feel cataclysmic, or even catastrophic, but it’s important to realise that it isn’t all negative. Sometimes dramatic disruptions have to happen and, difficult as they are, they can lead to a release, or eventually the opportunity to stat anew. Even if it’s an uncomfortable time, don’t despair. When the dust settles there may be something positive that results, and useful lessons to learn.”

 

I asked, “Which king should I illustrate first?” I figured there was a 4 in 5 chance of drawing a suit card. My plan was to follow suit and garner a bit more information. But the tower? Useless! I despair!

 

The tower illustrates new-found freedom that comes as a bolt of lightning which blows us to rock bottom. It is an immediate change and can have rather disorienting effects. Awakening to this new reality, we are released from bondage. With any destruction there comes creation. Once you hit rock bottom, the choice is yours. You may find inspiration anywhere. Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose, says the prophet.*

 

Robert M. Pirsig writes in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, “If your mind is truly, profoundly stuck, then it might be much better off than when it was loaded with ideas.” I thought I was stuck because my mind was devoid of ideas. Why am I stuck? The moral of the story is: start anywhere; just start. Obviously, I have to make up my own mind. Useless! I despair!

 

*Prophet Kris Kristofferson sung through Janis Joplin’s soul

Ten of Wands — The Fairytale Tarot

Saturday, January 7th, 2012

Written & Designed by Karen Mahoney
Illustrated by Alexandr Ukolov, Baba Studio
Artwork by Irena Třísková
[I don’t know what it means that the illustrations & the artwork are by two different people]

 

I asked, “What do I need in order to illustrate my kings?” and drew the ten of wands.

 

“Key words & phrases: taking on more than you can deal with; feeling burdened and crushed; letting work overwhelm you; too much action leads to exhaustion; allowing things to get out of hand.”

 

Also: “The Ten of Wands is often about someone who feels overburned and overwhelmed by tasks that they themselves have taken on…” Feeling burnt out.

 

I never much liked the story of the Sorcerer’s Apprentice. I thought the boy should have known better and just gotten to work. I suppose the work seemed daunting. He thought, as we all do at times, there must be an easier way. Now it is I, searching through the old sorcerer’s books for some spell that I might cast to lighten my load.

 

I am, indeed, a bit burnt out on this project. It has been going on for so long that it ought to just be done by now. If I was a bit more consistent in my efforts, perhaps I’d be finished. But at the rate of about five cards a year, this sort of thing does drag out. It’s not as if I haven’t had the time. Today, (or yesterday, as it were,) for example, I did absolutely nothing whatsoever (unless surfing the net counts as something) until 6:30 p.m., whereupon I began to panic and finally started finishing a card I began two months ago! I didn’t even bring any wood. I’m going to wake up to a 50-degree house. What a sloth!

 

The truth is, I now have four more cards to illustrate before the end of March. As someone kindly pointed out, there is no way I am ever going to finish this if I wait until after I have a baby. This is what I need in order to illustrate my kings: I need to knuckle-down and draw. I need to fill the well myself. There is no magic answer for me. I have taken on a large project, it is true, but it gets no closer to being done while gathering virtual dust on my hard-drive.

 

I have always had trouble finishing things.

 

I am posting this first-thing in the wee hours because
my day is booked with things I did not do the day before—
  unfortunately I still need to get to bed before I can wake up.

Two of Pentacles — The Light and Shadow Tarot

Friday, January 6th, 2012

Artist: Michael Goepferd

Author: Brian Williams

 

Interpretation: “Change and balance. The equilibrium and companionship of forces that could, in other circumstances, conflict.”

 

I am tired. I have so much to complete before my baby is born. I was tempted to say, “Tell me nothing.” The deck silently replied, “Do not listen,” and remained face down. What was I to do? I am tired. I said, “Then tell me something about time.”

 

Brian Williams writes for this card, “Touch forever changes the face of the world, the connection to it and every other.” I am touched by time,  embraced by time, wrapped in the infinite ouroboros of time.

 

The two of coins represents an individual juggling seemingly conflicting interests. This card indicates the necessity for balance between new ventures and other areas of life. It serves as a reminder to remain alert, be clear about priorities and manage time well. There is a tendency to be distracted by day-to-day affairs and general busy-ness. Keeping on top of daily affairs is as important as pursuing broader life goals. Be sure that bills are paid on time, chores are done, and all appointments and daily commitments are kept, lest they become obstacles which hinder the attainment of larger life goals.

 

Two of coins predicts change. To cope with change, remain flexible, adaptable, and centered. Go with the flow. Life will always be uncertain, yet balance and harmony among its demands is possible. Balance and harmony leads to a happy life, and happiness is the ultimate form of prosperity.

 

As the wise Mister Rogers sang:

You can make-believe it happens, or pretend that something’s true.
You can wish or hope or contemplate a thing you’d like to do,
But until you start to do it, you will never see it through
‘Cause the make-believe pretending just won’t do it for you.

 

 

The Lovers — Twenty-Two Keys of the Tarot

Thursday, January 5th, 2012

Illustrator,  Author, Printer & Publisher: Susan Kay Topa

 

Outside my window, snow falls in gentle flakes, drifts like dandelion fluff. It is January in Vermont and the grass is green. I dream a thick white blanket— a snow-quilt. Remembering a life lived not too long ago, I say to the cards, “Tell me something about Hawaii.” A strong surf pounds in my bones. I pull The Lovers. This deck knows Kauai.

 

 [Hours later, a thin sheet of snow covers the ground and I have submitted a deck review and more card images to Aeclectic Tarot. It will eventually be found under “Deck Reviews.” I will provide an exact link when one appears.]

 

Interpretation: The Lovers— harmony, love, trust // Reverse— unreliability, fickleness

“This is the first card in which two figures appear, it is the marriage of the male and female principles of nature; the Sun and the Moon, Air and Earth, Fire and Water, etc. The result of the marriage is the Orphic egg which flies between them. It represents the essence of life. Its visibility is a sign of the success of the union which leads to harmony. The male carries the staff, a phallic symbol and the female carries a chalice, a symbol of the womb.”

 

This was the first deck I ever purchased. Knowing nothing of its value, I proceeded to live my regular vagrant, semi-homeless life. The first place I brought it was on a three-week backpacking trip to the Hawaiian island of Kauai. I was living in Fairbanks, Alaska at the time. After I bunged up the book and the box, I learned what a rare deck it is.

 

Almost three years later, I returned to Kauai from Fairbanks, this time to stay. The deck and I lived on the moist and mildewy south-shore together for four-and-a-half years. During that time I fell madly in love with the ocean. I swam for hours at a time, swimming from beach to beach all along the south shore. I wore a pair of swim trunks and a pair of goggles. I pulled my bikini top down around my waist so it wouldn’t chafe my arms. I coated my nostrils with Vasiline to help keep the membrane from drying out. I took nothing with me and told no one where I was going. I swam with turtles, spinner dolphins, humpback whales and a whole stained-glass window of tropical fish. I swam in pouring rain, strong rip-tides, and high surf. I swam out, out past the rocks, out past the surfers, out, out, out. I swam an undulating stroke and kept the rhythm of the waves. I fell madly, madly in love with the ocean. When it was time to leave Hawaii, leaving the ocean broke my heart. It was years before I was able to hear the word “ocean” without crying. We were lovers, the ocean and I, and I will never be the same.

Six of Pentacles — Stone Tarot

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2012

Six of Pentacles, Alison StoneArtist: Alison Stone

 

Interpretation: Generosity, charity, sharing. Kindness.

In this image, the coins above shower gold upon the coins below.

 

I’m beginning to remember to ask questions. However, I’m not supposed to ask yes-or-no questions— it’s one of the rules— and the truth is, I don’t really have any questions. I like watching the present unfold as I live it. I do enjoy asking the cards to “tell me” about some aspect of my life. I get the feeling I could view almost any aspect of my life through the window of any card and come up with some correlation. Thus far, the images I have been given easily fit the aspect I wish to view. Today I  said, “Tell me something about my relationship with Martin,” and drew this card.

 

Generosity and kindness are things to be shared. The Christian theological concept of the virtue charity— which I refer to because I like it— is unlimited love and kindness. These are lofty ideals to attempt to live up to. However, if we have no ideals, there is nothing to strive for. Success may be defined as a continual endeavor to reach our ideals. May we have a successful relationship.