Thanksgiving is past
us. Anyone still able to look at turkey without turning green? The
temperature is dropping while we are hearing Christmas carols and
holiday shopping is becoming a fever that is steadily growing hotter.
Phew! Are my hot flashes showing?
When it comes to
gift-giving, I admit to being terribly opinionated. I abhor the
commercialism of Christmas. I have gone through many spiritual
changes, but this revulsion has remained constant, no matter my path
or its label. Don’t get me wrong: I love to give gifts… when I want
to. But I hate gift-giving on demand. I think this is the reason I
start my gift ideas before summer is over. I am not exceedingly
practical. It is just the only way, within my budget, I can get/make
whatever I want for everyone dear to me, rather than just coughing up
“something” because the season so dictates and wrapping it in pretty,
soon-to-be-shredded paper.
It was musing along
these lines that made me realize that most of the gifts I have most
cherished have not arrived during the holidays, and for those of you
waiting for me to get to the point: These gifts were tarot cards… No,
not decks of cards; cards made for me personally or inspired in some
way by me and given with love and a smile.
The first time I was
gifted with a card, I was utterly shocked, and uncharacteristically,
speechless. Ellen Lorenzi-Prince was the first person that ever “gave”
me a card… in the sense that she dedicated her
6 of Wands from her
Tarot of the Crone to me. When I first looked at this card I
got goosebumps. Never before had someone about whom I cared linked me
to a creation from their heart! As I “read” this card, I almost cried.
The Tarot of the
Crone is about each person’s inner process. This particular card
is about living in tune with the beat of your own drummer even when
you feel it is a song that others may not hear, or might not like, and
knowing that it doesn’t matter. What matters is that you love the
song, that it comes genuinely from your own heart, and that you sing
it freely from a sense of internal harmony. Amazingly, when you do
this, you often find others singing along with you. It is truly a
radiant moment.
This card will always
be an inspiration to me and when I pull it when using this deck I
always feel that original thrill, and know that no matter what my
doubts are, or how heavy my burden seems at the time, all I have to do
is to stop, listen for that song so dear to me, and get back on my
path… Thank you, Ellen!
The second time I was
gifted with a card, it was completely different. Lorena Moore tells me
she was already painting
the card
for her Ironwing Tarot (in-progress) when my energy inserted
itself into her consciousness. I know this sounds a bit invasive, but
I don’t think Lorena felt it to be that way at all. This was not meant
to be “my card,” nor is it actually “mine”! But Lorena told me as she
painted, she “felt” me and that connection influenced her art. What
emerged on her canvas was indeed an accurate energy picture of my
journey at that time and she knew it instantly and intuitively.
I am still staggered
that she painted a Phoenix and his fiery flight at the very time I was
working to rebirth something very important to me that had almost been
consumed. And notice that the body of the great bird is a flute! Even
in the heat of the contest it was only my “music” that kept me on
track! The truly incredible thing about this story (skip this if you
are not a believer in synchronicity) is as I struggled to write down
my instantaneous poetic reaction to her image and reply to her email,
I heard a strange noise and turned around. Somehow, miraculously, a
bird had managed to fly beyond the lethal blades of my whole house fan
and emerge live and flapping into my living room. I can’t tell you how
I felt as I went on auto-pilot to get my cats out of the room so that
I could usher that modern day phoenix outside to freedom. And that
bird did fly free… with me watching in complete awe and wonder…lesson
not lost… Lorena, you sustained me!
A few months ago, I
received a third gift, totally different from the previous two, but
every bit as meaningful. My friend Sally Anne Stephen has many
talents. Lately she has discovered that those talents extend to tarot
art and she conceived of creating a deck of Majors, each inspired by a
different tarot friend of hers which she calls A Fool and Her
Friends.
When I saw
my
card, I trembled and thrilled. Yes! Someone truly understood
what it is I feel called to do on this shamanic journey of mine. I am
a shamanic deathwalker, who, much like the midwife, helps make a
life-passage more comfortable both for those making that journey and
for the ones they love. This card while remaining true to the Death
archetype captures my personal journey, the timeliness/timelessness,
the fact that we are all connected and should always remain so. Sally
Anne, you are a genius.
I can’t tell you how
much these gifts have meant to me. They were not given as a result of
any expectation. None were “necessary.” They were all given from the
heart and as per the talents of each soul’s personal creativity. Each
is utterly priceless.
So, though I realize
not everyone has the artistic urge or inspiration to start creating
tarot cards for those whom they love, I encourage you to let this
little article inspire you to give of yourself in a truly personal
way, no mall necessary. What can you make or do for someone you love
that is special? Not all of us are artists. Some write poetry. Some do
crafts. Some bake. The possibilities are nearly endless.
This season, to me,
is truly about watching one cycle slip into another and about thinking
of those people whom you hold dear no matter the season. It is a time
for feeling love, peace, connectivity, and the spiral of time within
which we all relate… I may hate the commercialism of Christmas, but I
obviously reserve the right to wax sentimental as I smell the earthy
scent of pine <g>
May the holidays be
joyous and meaningful to all of you, no matter your personal spiritual
connections, and may all your gifts, both those given and received, be
truly from the heart. |