Tarot Card of the Day – April 15 2010

Six of Swords

Tiphareth in Air
Mercury ☿ in Aquarius   

The Ferryman

Mute, I watch your arrival
You climb onto my boat
unsure as you press this coin into my hand
You may smile or give a small laugh
but that stops when you notice
my eyes and my silence.

We start off
You seem surprised by the number of
rocks and debris in the water
You wonder about safety.
Oh Dear one
I know the way
as only one who has scraped
his bow on every single obstacle can
After awhile you start to know the signs
the childhood baggage, the failed marriages
Every time you denied the spark
in yourself (or in others)
they’re all here
and like I said
I know the way thoroughly

Though each route is different
I have known much the same
the odd twists and turns that obsession
and self-importance can place in one’s path
Intuition guides me through
the straits of old frustration
and intellect tells me
how deep they go.

You leave the boat
relieved of coin and burden
ready to survey your new landscape.
I push off.
You turn back to ask what they all do
but I am gone
Sailing. Home..

Six of Swords from the African Tarot

I Ching Hexagram 61 “Inner Truth” or “Insight”
____ ____
____ ____

Sun-The Gentle Wind Above
Tui-The Joyous Lake Below

Visible effects of the invisible, The truth that lies within. Our “Truth” or our “Reality” as opposed to an objective truth. Not that the two don’t exist as a continuum, If truth exists (and I believe it does) then it is too great and expansive to be encompassed or fully comprehended by any one purpose or creed. Like the story of the six blind men who one day came across an elephant in the marketplace. One placed his hand on the leg and thought the elephant was like a tree, one touched the elephant’s ear and thought the elephant like a fan, one touched the elephant’s trunk and thought a snake, etc…Not one of them could believe that the entire elephant could be outside of their subjective experience..
The lines are closed at both ends yet open in the middle. This show an open heart , free of expectations..
Above gentleness and forbearance to those below,
Below joyous serving of those above…

Inner Dialog

You don’t make me wish for things I cannot have
No, you are far crueler than that
You make me wish for what I can
if I am willing to sacrifice
All that’s asked is surrender
of what no longer thrives
An excruciating choice

I have been here before
The choices at hand, familiar ones.
Time after time, I have awakened
and time after time, I’ve chosen….
That would be telling

These days, my lifestyle fits me
like a boxing glove fits a penguin

I have been given the gift of new eyes
and with them I see… Wonder
godhead expresses in all things
ever present love fills me glowing
Tuning in I understand
and can reach out to others
conveying inner landscapes
in ways never conceived before..

At the end did Pippin
make the right choice?
What does a right choice look like?
Who do I fool?
Correct choices can feel like the morning after a storm
Devastation has occurred
now recovery can happen