New Year's Card Draw

[wyld_dandelyon]

I've decided to throw this open a little early. I plan to leave it open until sometime on January 1; if it's not the 2nd and I don't have a "closed" sign at the top of this post, you're welcome to request a card (or three, in the case of Torn World readings).

Of course, the usual disclaimers apply -- a card reading can't substitute for professional advice. If you need a doctor or lawyer or financial planner, etc., that's not me. If I can provide some entertainment, or help you get in touch with your own higher power(s) or inner muse(s), on the other hand, I'm glad to be of service.

Decks:

I'm going to offer three-card Torn World readings again.  You can have a reading from the Kuleilyi Divination Disks, much as Bai-Kunabei might give if you were to get a reading from her.

If you would like a Guide, I have the combined combined deck I made out of Susan Seddon Boulet's Goddesses and Animal Spirits.

To bring meaning out of chaos, the Fantasy Showcase Tarot featuring art collected by Bruce Pelz, where each card is by a different artist (or, in one case, two artists).

For inspiration, guides, whimsy, and sheer beauty, Brian Froud's Fairies' Oracle.  (Though some of the advice provided by this deck last time was quite practical.)

And finally, because five is a magical number, the Shapeshifter Tarot.

Rules:  Do I need rules?  Ask what you want to ask, the way you want to ask (within the limits of polite behavior, anyway).  Let me know which deck you'd like me to  use.  My cards have always been respectful of the creative life; feel free to ask about creative projects if you wish.

Payment:  No payment is necessary, but this does take time and energy.  Any tips will be gratefully appreciated and applied to the "Get a Laptop that doesn't crash when it overheats" fund, which still has a long way to go.  And if things get busy, I'll do readings for people who tip first.

I hope you all have a wonderful new year!

Comments

[lazy-hoor.livejournal.com]

Could I have the Torn World three carder please? I don't have a specific question but my main concerns are my studies and my mental health. I'm here thanks to the lovely idealisme.

The Dagger of Discernment

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Welcome.

It's a tiny village, high in the mountains. Each house is topped with a metal pole at each end, and bells hanging between. Many of the bells have bits of wood or thin metal sheets dangling below the clapper, so the wind catches them, and there is always the sound of bells in the air.

The people, likewise, carry prayer staffs, with bells tied to the top, that they shake in blessing, or to emphasize their words, or just because. If you ask why, they will tell you of the deadly invisible wraiths who inhabit the sky, but who are frightened of the sound of bells. "Our priestess encountered one--killed it!" They say it with pride, and lead you to a central area where a young woman sits on a blanket, her prayer staff set into a hole carved in the stone fence behind her. The people point out a round, fist-sized metal object hanging from her staff. It is scorched and iridescent, obviously damaged. "See?" they say, "She killed it with one of her ball-whistles!"

The shaman looks up at you, and lifts a wooden bowl, which is filled with bits of paper. "Would you like a midwinter blessing?"

Politely, you take one, and then ask for a reading. She nods. "Would you like to sit?"

You take a seat on the blanket, and she reaches in for the first disk, bringing out an iron disk covered in images of trees. "The forest, the contradictory aspect of land. Each tree constantly reaches downward, into the ground, and upward into the sky at the same time. If they have enough of both, they are healthy and strong."

She reaches into the bag again, and pulls out a copper disk. On it is a scene much like the one in front of you, stylized lines depicting a village, but in front, and rendered much more completely, people. "The tool you need to have, or to build, is a community--people who support and help each other, offering what they are strong in, and accepting help for the things that they personally find difficult. What do you have to offer that will make you stronger? There are people who need those things, who can offer what you need in return."

She reaches one more time into her bag, while you reach out to touch the crowded images on the disks. They are smooth and cool, pleasant to touch. Finally, she pulls out a brass disk. "The mental aspects of this matter," she turns it over, to show splatters of color surrounding an ear. "Noise." She sets it next to the others, three rounds of busy, bright color. "Noise is the natural embodiment of sound, it's not inherently a bad thing. But sometimes there's too much of it, and it's distracting." She tilts her head, considering, then looks directly at you. "So, what is your blessing?"

You untwist the paper, finding inside a tiny--and sharp--iron dagger. You look at it next to the tiny drop of blood it drew from your finger.

"Ah, the dagger!" She is smiling, as if this is the answer to the challenges posed in the reading. "Be careful," she winks at you, "it's quite sharp. This is the tool you use to separate the fat from the meat, the worm from the apple, in short, the excess or unwanted things in your life from the things that will nurture and support you. Knives have many uses, and most of them are good and necessary. However, all sharp things can be misused and cause pain. Use yours wisely."