Living my Eight of Disks week, I find myself in hibernation with my darling Flamingo writing group (though we will Come Out: we are appearing this coming Saturday for the first time as ourselves, The Flamingos, at Four Eyed Frog Books […]
Tarot Tuesday: Worry Tracks and and an Eight of Disks Writing Prompt Living my Seven of Disks week meant I was in tune with my habitual worries about money, belongings, possessions, and projects. Worries about home …
Living my Six of Disks week, I found my life magically aswirl with words—manuscripts by my various writing friends arrived in my inbox for me to read and I in turn sent out a first …
Third Child Worry is the work of pregnancy: You’re too old, too tired, Your marriage won’t survive, firstborn we fear displacing in the next room telling her father she’d like to see the baby. Now. Open to page where tadpole curls in half-papaya …
Old-growth tree-heart bared Ladder through concentric rings Body listening Living my Four of Disks week, I thought about the Thoth deck’s power image of the moat surrounding a simple castle structure with four square turrets, or towers. I …
My experience of the Three of Disks this week was creating with my children. Families in our city were busy making versions of the Mission San Diego De Alcala for Social Studies this month. Under …
While the poetry we write starts as a conversation with the Self, it inevitably becomes a conversation with Other Poets. If we are lucky, that conversation extends itself in front of an audience of Enthusiastic …
Nautilus help me Love both spiral to and from My changing children If you have more than one Tarot Deck, I’m sure you can relate to having favorite depictions of certain cards for certain times in your life. …
Sea mercurial Bevels jade, then bevels blue Hummingbird’s palette. Rainbows are still following me, haunting me, like the little rainbow appearing on my bedroom wall the other day; I never did find its source. I’m so in love …
Dusk rain on oil slick Heavens the street at our feet. Which sky hosts, you, me? All of last week I held the Rider Waite Smith Ten of Cups image in my mind, that sunny, happy image of …