The shaman smiles at the little one, and shakes bells over him in blessing. Then she reaches into her bag and pulls out three discs, laying them in front of the little boy.
The first is an iron disk, showing the night sky. "The first image is Void, showing that he has many challenges to face, but also plenty of time and space to face them in."
The second disk is made of brass, and shows a person of indeterminate gender, one foot lifted and arms outstretched. She nods, "Dancer. An abstract image to represent the things in his life." She ponders for a moment. "It won't matter so much how much stuff he has, as what he does with it." She picks up the disk, which had been just out of his reach, and hands it to him so he can run his fingers over the shiny image. "You need to learn to dance, young man--to gracefully make the most of your tools and skills, whatever they will be." She looks back at you. "It was dancing saved my life, you know, when I met the wraith high in the mountains."
Then she turns to the final disk, which is made of copper and shows an infant with wide eyes. "And finally, Newborn, a natural card in the abstract position, here to show what thoughts and attitudes are pertinent. This little one's mind is busy doing exactly what he needs right now, looking out at the world, learning about everything, and learning to think about everything that matters."
She shakes her bells over him again, and he looks up, reaching for them. In the process, he drops the Dancer, which she quietly gathers up with her other disks and returns them to her bag. "Blessings for you both, mother and son."
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Date: 2010-10-31 09:52 pm (UTC)The first is an iron disk, showing the night sky. "The first image is Void, showing that he has many challenges to face, but also plenty of time and space to face them in."
The second disk is made of brass, and shows a person of indeterminate gender, one foot lifted and arms outstretched. She nods, "Dancer. An abstract image to represent the things in his life." She ponders for a moment. "It won't matter so much how much stuff he has, as what he does with it." She picks up the disk, which had been just out of his reach, and hands it to him so he can run his fingers over the shiny image. "You need to learn to dance, young man--to gracefully make the most of your tools and skills, whatever they will be." She looks back at you. "It was dancing saved my life, you know, when I met the wraith high in the mountains."
Then she turns to the final disk, which is made of copper and shows an infant with wide eyes. "And finally, Newborn, a natural card in the abstract position, here to show what thoughts and attitudes are pertinent. This little one's mind is busy doing exactly what he needs right now, looking out at the world, learning about everything, and learning to think about everything that matters."
She shakes her bells over him again, and he looks up, reaching for them. In the process, he drops the Dancer, which she quietly gathers up with her other disks and returns them to her bag. "Blessings for you both, mother and son."