Death and the Magician
Okay, so I know I've been in a death time, tarot-wise. I draw this guy all the time. And I know I'm not the only one in the family going through a time of death which also is a time of rebirth. Just think of a skeleton with a rose between his teeth.
And we are also a family of magicians, capable of channeling Spirit for the creation of greatest good.
It's not bad to sometimes be a hungry ghost. I've been one lately, too. But like St. Francis says, Eat first, dear ghosts, so others can have the courage to eat. Blessings!
posted by Mandy F @ 1:24 PM
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December is when we plant the seeds
that in the coming year will send out their shoots and upon whose fruits our minds may be nourished.
I am planting some summer bulbs tomorrow that will be balls of blue magic in July. Ah, the warmth
of summer!
All of my stringbeans that I was too sick to harvest at the right time... I just pulled down the pods and put away the dry seeds for next year's planting. Recycling is da bomb.
maybe yall need to listen to more Grateful Dead!!!!
peace!
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