tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65361966956769135522024-03-17T23:03:18.833-04:00tribeca tarot readerIntuitive and intelligent Tarot readings with Liat, an experienced and accurate Tarot Reader (it also can be fun)
Want to know more? contact Liat at tribecatarotreader@gmail.comLiathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.comBlogger429125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-84537711175755595812024-03-10T09:08:00.000-04:002024-03-10T09:08:12.389-04:00Telling your truth<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhr2O_127ZpFLvRNt31ct7phQuGXZAoKudnCfxmFTu1rtcY5LS1Q68wEPEs-RlZg4ky5VPLO0v3ao0sbjYarmU1GPCYBRDQAUcWXbeEoXB3IJw85wfeETxz1J3tP2eFV7-PmClrdxSAYHRhAjPDvzYgo1pPSpH7PHDedSc6NkjFDYJZcKVnCifOM2yEvaaU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhr2O_127ZpFLvRNt31ct7phQuGXZAoKudnCfxmFTu1rtcY5LS1Q68wEPEs-RlZg4ky5VPLO0v3ao0sbjYarmU1GPCYBRDQAUcWXbeEoXB3IJw85wfeETxz1J3tP2eFV7-PmClrdxSAYHRhAjPDvzYgo1pPSpH7PHDedSc6NkjFDYJZcKVnCifOM2yEvaaU" width="146" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />One thing I always recommend to people is to speak their truth. You don't have to tell the whole truth to people, but don't lie. <br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhS4SgcR8179qQFmBkWcParnLbOkIZYSXloo_ES7fr1_6ELfkp0triDOrE00S48TO_ESncQR788WSsx55cpB9QLd-Gs12IQAgNVewrpGlmVPaRZGyARPjXlJzZnMkOshOORiyrtSORXij94lOjmS_2TJRzz_AQuPy2u49KOMrHPmpTmsfwfEikI8Eu7NkDL" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1308" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhS4SgcR8179qQFmBkWcParnLbOkIZYSXloo_ES7fr1_6ELfkp0triDOrE00S48TO_ESncQR788WSsx55cpB9QLd-Gs12IQAgNVewrpGlmVPaRZGyARPjXlJzZnMkOshOORiyrtSORXij94lOjmS_2TJRzz_AQuPy2u49KOMrHPmpTmsfwfEikI8Eu7NkDL" width="135" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">If I am feeling depressed and anxious and sad, and the checkout person at the supermarket asks "how are you?" I say "tired." Not the whole truth, but a truth. And often I would get a slip of the mask and a human looks back at me and they answer "God, me too!" And even that bit of congruence makes me feel more real, more connected.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEitCKYzRh6crakPF6Apby5PHuRtcAW-ouxQZDh8ibG1gxITYQqSQOjOnDgLOa_JcV7uXtZwDiSLbaAWo2shpH__ZVre952cDHjzw_maJBYIbGAzPVCMg-N3bze-sjVvGWjtCb9oeQIcGueylSHhGZc-3b9J9LNl1arCTdQ6fTMKxTdCaae8Sz1uS934609R" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEitCKYzRh6crakPF6Apby5PHuRtcAW-ouxQZDh8ibG1gxITYQqSQOjOnDgLOa_JcV7uXtZwDiSLbaAWo2shpH__ZVre952cDHjzw_maJBYIbGAzPVCMg-N3bze-sjVvGWjtCb9oeQIcGueylSHhGZc-3b9J9LNl1arCTdQ6fTMKxTdCaae8Sz1uS934609R" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">So it's not that I have to tell all my secrets to the universe, or be rude or even say things that make me feel over exposed. It's just that I have to be congruent. And that really does help. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiksPPXo1to9G0ma0AgRzqMiIH0NIjzSFbZh_iVFSN_rHXsqdtRr4uWO8MfRmmWUv5Goak4b-52up4oKb1jP2WLGaEdtw_s2CWQy1jTEggGeBAbu4iWOTS_l577hGPNcU3YVOt304KAjq2IMpkFCoDwE6lMN-KX2RmqoO4N6CDWZwWeECqDRI2X4GfbbHq" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="489" data-original-width="279" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiksPPXo1to9G0ma0AgRzqMiIH0NIjzSFbZh_iVFSN_rHXsqdtRr4uWO8MfRmmWUv5Goak4b-52up4oKb1jP2WLGaEdtw_s2CWQy1jTEggGeBAbu4iWOTS_l577hGPNcU3YVOt304KAjq2IMpkFCoDwE6lMN-KX2RmqoO4N6CDWZwWeECqDRI2X4GfbbHq" width="137" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">When I first came to NYC, way back in 2002, I had a really rough first year, which is not uncommon for people coming to such a busy, humming place. I felt lost and isolated. In the middle of the worst of it, I just began saying things that were true - even at parties. How are you? I'm feeling lost and overwhelmed, I would reply. I can't tell you how many people said, oh, the first year is the worst, and shared their experiences. And it got better. Me being real, allowed others to be real and that helped ground me. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMhBtZardrwt1UqZeAoNNzFvrlX2tp9ZOC9hQ7Yky52-Zd_zfIm6wEVHBFdkbGKtTV6aepSv0GlQ54T28mnx_eDNcYAlIUbGLXS_YTZoXuRjfp4XCvrxXa0V-BtCugPHAM2nFIzBSmRqvfmm4HQCYmJCuvEsSwJl1jvRTVfyno3IuA_SgDhPBaZdpOWN1_" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="974" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMhBtZardrwt1UqZeAoNNzFvrlX2tp9ZOC9hQ7Yky52-Zd_zfIm6wEVHBFdkbGKtTV6aepSv0GlQ54T28mnx_eDNcYAlIUbGLXS_YTZoXuRjfp4XCvrxXa0V-BtCugPHAM2nFIzBSmRqvfmm4HQCYmJCuvEsSwJl1jvRTVfyno3IuA_SgDhPBaZdpOWN1_" width="139" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">So speak a truth, doesn't have to be all of it, but what ever you say has to be real, even if it's "I don't have the bandwidth for that right now." which I have found myself saying from time to time. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Being congruent helps. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgXKRf4BW3ZBEf9SEvCTHySulCtEOQuaiwIaFjSG3nHpojNdpFLnSJ3ej0zcLwKj9Ks3TnSjp2vrF1NV_PVwfP976CvMkqK7cUotvasvscZXpkfD7F65aQnKE-wg84qIsNChLwnfmPn6nen3SsEZ9tMJNj8fagmCHlnDKxUPF0EbCAnJPkUCoydiEuErQgB" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgXKRf4BW3ZBEf9SEvCTHySulCtEOQuaiwIaFjSG3nHpojNdpFLnSJ3ej0zcLwKj9Ks3TnSjp2vrF1NV_PVwfP976CvMkqK7cUotvasvscZXpkfD7F65aQnKE-wg84qIsNChLwnfmPn6nen3SsEZ9tMJNj8fagmCHlnDKxUPF0EbCAnJPkUCoydiEuErQgB" width="138" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-20544361778736908512024-03-02T07:47:00.005-05:002024-03-02T07:47:59.638-05:00Sydney 2024 Gay Mardi Gras<span style="font-family: verdana;">Sydney had it's 46th Gay Mardi Gras this weekend, <a href="https://www.mardigras.org.au/our-future/" target="_blank">and it went with a tarot theme.</a> How wonderful!</span><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhTKgNWOhDahd77gF7fJqubt2nRZiuBcnYm5V0dN4UMbE0E4k87tMMKElYLyUcR-TGVeH1ZqC5RPt19ykTPfEUaCWTof6rILfTQIKUFr6OsBX7LLL7huvdss-iTTCPSHzEmYW1kK7Tn3uO2PiSP7s9Um8w1FdymMFazK_sPvAUoOC2oLGt2FU_afq26W17w" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1180" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhTKgNWOhDahd77gF7fJqubt2nRZiuBcnYm5V0dN4UMbE0E4k87tMMKElYLyUcR-TGVeH1ZqC5RPt19ykTPfEUaCWTof6rILfTQIKUFr6OsBX7LLL7huvdss-iTTCPSHzEmYW1kK7Tn3uO2PiSP7s9Um8w1FdymMFazK_sPvAUoOC2oLGt2FU_afq26W17w" width="148" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Love this version <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-light-star-bright.html" target="_blank">of The Star</a>, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">And they had a great twist on <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/09/hanging-in-moment.html" target="_blank">the hanged man</a> - </span></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh_evT4PTVAN6eiaZVJ_6NFaAlPMzwJcwe3H9pZzCBy7ShDq2lcCSZuhWCu_JK90Nvxyyq90GdNBSAz_FRv9-Jx74atNCItdSBiFHC1nkBHKjeLEJX2gap_OS4K7HOXu4GkUbdcFSIHgjqJemLlfCtsUOM4_-xnGmKhMW6AMxEaXHyWAiodF1CERGEktc4a" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1180" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh_evT4PTVAN6eiaZVJ_6NFaAlPMzwJcwe3H9pZzCBy7ShDq2lcCSZuhWCu_JK90Nvxyyq90GdNBSAz_FRv9-Jx74atNCItdSBiFHC1nkBHKjeLEJX2gap_OS4K7HOXu4GkUbdcFSIHgjqJemLlfCtsUOM4_-xnGmKhMW6AMxEaXHyWAiodF1CERGEktc4a" width="148" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">whom they named, the hanged person. I really liked their take on it - <i>To receive The Acrobat in a reading is to know that you are in need of being flexible and open to change, you may indeed need to become an Acrobat.</i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>Mama Medusa is a well-known Australian burlesque and cabaret performer, and is the creator of popular night-club event, Buxxxom Soiree, a night of sensual performances to celebrate all bodies.</i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i>Buxxxom was created in an effort to spread recognition of plus size performers that she says “are often not taken seriously” and bend pre-conceived rules of societies expectations and limitations. Mama also possesses the talent to suspend herself from silk rope whilst retaining her flawless expressions, a talent of which we knew we had to utilise in our campaign as we reimagined the hanged person, into The Acrobat.</i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">A very fine way to look at the hanged person.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">And their <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/04/following-high-priestess.html" target="_blank">image of the High Priestess </a>also just worked!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0HMoge9ARZ29KFpP_MV36Fk_30RL1X2LrPGl-IqpTvJyj4HTPZrKFU9dZgMABRU-QEVBdhMZmsxskUKJwxwkoNGhVKrqctCjIX1viYvqZd0yKjlm2mGTxCN2mTM78kGY45oitOSM28xcPY0-ZU-pltzvp8rEukxrV6BLVgFghaMrS0YXDHj4NmsLWrR_p" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1180" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0HMoge9ARZ29KFpP_MV36Fk_30RL1X2LrPGl-IqpTvJyj4HTPZrKFU9dZgMABRU-QEVBdhMZmsxskUKJwxwkoNGhVKrqctCjIX1viYvqZd0yKjlm2mGTxCN2mTM78kGY45oitOSM28xcPY0-ZU-pltzvp8rEukxrV6BLVgFghaMrS0YXDHj4NmsLWrR_p" width="148" /></a></div><i><br />The Wisdom card is a sign of intuition, sacred knowledge and divine femininity, depicting a strong figure sitting between pillars marked B&J, for Boaz & Jachin, the two pillars that stood on the porch of Solomon’s Temple in Jerusalem, with the black and white colour of the pillars symbolising the duality between masculine and feminine.</i></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">There's <a href="https://www.mardigras.org.au/our-future/" target="_blank">more on their site</a> and what a lovely inclusive way they showed in their tarot.</span></div>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-72935135868874586362024-03-01T03:44:00.000-05:002024-03-01T03:44:59.173-05:00Should she stay or should she go?<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMEPLfsQjyP63cDL25EBVDvGltMqthAGjWr3RLAX4T8f0y5bTSuD7-D4e_xk22aA-s5IGJxsAfn6ORYvTqb2DFyShKrR56ME9olfHpNQHsIiKXh79FZN6EqI8ZFd87Yvu4SC7uu5r5Qzc6KSsm3TJS8l_zqXMqE1K6RbZLHvwIyywIluv3WkCG6IPLIt6h" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="517" data-original-width="300" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMEPLfsQjyP63cDL25EBVDvGltMqthAGjWr3RLAX4T8f0y5bTSuD7-D4e_xk22aA-s5IGJxsAfn6ORYvTqb2DFyShKrR56ME9olfHpNQHsIiKXh79FZN6EqI8ZFd87Yvu4SC7uu5r5Qzc6KSsm3TJS8l_zqXMqE1K6RbZLHvwIyywIluv3WkCG6IPLIt6h" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">A while ago I had a reading with a woman who was in an okay enough job, but close to friends and family. She went looking for more engaging work and found it! She got the job offer of her dreams - but it would involve a huge move. What to do?</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirPNGBEa6Rrkf9M69ORulzFZdqEFaXqZhGvVf6mKCnjVIqBOxVzIsVaKlk5XzwqvEwVbDhuL_dhOi-_kSk2fMrjcT9Fsg4TgPg1mWIULeo2zHCiCXOyXzNH45lwbo6qLeJT7fBi8k0dA0kXKwefVzpwqMyUWEoHbS1D5ACJ9TXkw38yz9muQ3s9ZjH_h7K" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="564" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEirPNGBEa6Rrkf9M69ORulzFZdqEFaXqZhGvVf6mKCnjVIqBOxVzIsVaKlk5XzwqvEwVbDhuL_dhOi-_kSk2fMrjcT9Fsg4TgPg1mWIULeo2zHCiCXOyXzNH45lwbo6qLeJT7fBi8k0dA0kXKwefVzpwqMyUWEoHbS1D5ACJ9TXkw38yz9muQ3s9ZjH_h7K" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">One thing I often say to people is that if you flip a coin to decide, it's not the coin that makes the decision, but rather seeing how you feel as the coin lands. Are you relieved or disappointed? While the coin was in the air, did a secret desire/hope show itself?</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6RMXSZ2o4npXJEtztNde7MJa3Jr8gyCRFj-rqtEuSlUQ9kqddjw5WC4ODt8GlHBGIPRARjpkvmzKmtVDpfrlOkdH50nmU5bRvDmO9O1zY3ur8Js2o5Hrw7Wi73mqC-8PLt_w9ZBTcFGQXuo5JF2N2dg2eQy7F_-MDxqHL1U2dwyA5Gor7lr8CKiNUWpUb" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="713" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6RMXSZ2o4npXJEtztNde7MJa3Jr8gyCRFj-rqtEuSlUQ9kqddjw5WC4ODt8GlHBGIPRARjpkvmzKmtVDpfrlOkdH50nmU5bRvDmO9O1zY3ur8Js2o5Hrw7Wi73mqC-8PLt_w9ZBTcFGQXuo5JF2N2dg2eQy7F_-MDxqHL1U2dwyA5Gor7lr8CKiNUWpUb" width="139" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">My client was lucky, in that the cards were crystal clear - sometimes they are not! </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">She drew the<a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/03/stepping-right-out.html" target="_blank"> Fool</a>/ <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/05/empress-rules.html" target="_blank">Empress</a>/ <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-worlds-end.html" target="_blank">World</a>. Can't get better than that. T</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">hey loved the new job, saw only good things ahead. I said it was a risk but her energy clearly was on the move. She just didn't want to disappoint those she was leaving. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfrLRUFNoSzU_PFey6lYZftEE8Qw7ZsZWWT_k8Fy3fa1Z9-tZ2BU2uEkjZZ0kEGulDBva0D5eik_q01raaTJi2PlUH48xvPw8PLO-jZnAcei3M68UbNSSegrQ1M_3kN2a_LJ3hpnnSQp0pfjFM7RwuMxXSiylYiPwfzdfglxzXmuwiRumC23nhpzeHiX0Q" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="729" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjfrLRUFNoSzU_PFey6lYZftEE8Qw7ZsZWWT_k8Fy3fa1Z9-tZ2BU2uEkjZZ0kEGulDBva0D5eik_q01raaTJi2PlUH48xvPw8PLO-jZnAcei3M68UbNSSegrQ1M_3kN2a_LJ3hpnnSQp0pfjFM7RwuMxXSiylYiPwfzdfglxzXmuwiRumC23nhpzeHiX0Q" width="186" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">She agreed. She really wanted the job, but also the safe way to move on. She was in her early 30's, hadn't found her special someone, was getting bogged down in her day to day life. The move, away from New York City, felt like a necessary challenge. Even her love cards got better. We laughed at that, and she took the job.</span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-26541404455984404452024-02-25T02:34:00.000-05:002024-02-25T02:34:14.005-05:00Liaden Universe<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhbLqjjPONLwXBKlCbAzwCMZazOUt5NdY8m-sc_bpzXKd1-69EGrAX0693tDdIWWpSOJQNLKSfZYy74ZboXT7DS_3Cav4nS4BxT_yG5cDZFBCX1OO4kI9ePXcQJVJENBuaJrGqAoBJfBYaWo9LhfyaQ_Gp04TGTH481VtOZJ5Q8kdlNroGisnOyUF4QV0la" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhbLqjjPONLwXBKlCbAzwCMZazOUt5NdY8m-sc_bpzXKd1-69EGrAX0693tDdIWWpSOJQNLKSfZYy74ZboXT7DS_3Cav4nS4BxT_yG5cDZFBCX1OO4kI9ePXcQJVJENBuaJrGqAoBJfBYaWo9LhfyaQ_Gp04TGTH481VtOZJ5Q8kdlNroGisnOyUF4QV0la" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">It's strange how people can impact upon you. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I heard today that </span><a href="https://korval.com/2024/02/21/steven-richard-miller-1950-2024/?unapproved=307473&moderation-hash=05f90fb8908f8e6b7f47425d7c46d0ea#comment-307473" style="font-family: verdana;">Steve Miller died</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">. He was co-author to a series of science fiction books set in a place they created -</span><a href="https://korval.com/" style="font-family: verdana;" target="_blank"> the Liaden Universe</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">. They were prolific writers with many books, novellas and articles. In their own words - </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #111111; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"><i>The Liaden Universe® is not tidy. Nor is it a series, exactly. It's a Universe. …</i></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfTFNc0e82wJPwp0Pz-BC5XOh42bD62Y2yUz00W5G9LbWDe4Hst9v_KmQa9bKu3q2HBSolNAnQVRf_LgdnBafEvbY3HuvVwQ1FTA3qx9j-jqQVQrJytHZqrterII0zt1jbaFGXdidmjN8nIWer89fj93lyPVtfc2MbtCyH5S7GXWhwnST-rZP7u5LGtqzk" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1216" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfTFNc0e82wJPwp0Pz-BC5XOh42bD62Y2yUz00W5G9LbWDe4Hst9v_KmQa9bKu3q2HBSolNAnQVRf_LgdnBafEvbY3HuvVwQ1FTA3qx9j-jqQVQrJytHZqrterII0zt1jbaFGXdidmjN8nIWer89fj93lyPVtfc2MbtCyH5S7GXWhwnST-rZP7u5LGtqzk" width="158" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I feel like I lost a friend. We've never communicated but a new book coming out was a highlight for me. I wrote to his wife and writing partner, Sharon Lee, these words - </span><i style="font-family: verdana;"> I’m sure you know that you and Steve have impacted the world far more than most, and far better than most!</i><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Their writing was a gift to me and so many others. He will be missed. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6wpVoYrrAGyO86OXSz8Im37O4XQcDMozLhXJzjZKNy-xaFLwQUAZkcZ6BFrYbK3GGKgkmNHyyq7Usqu1MdDj5hGNZWYA9iSBm3TNUJjDh_RiM5-e-Sgqqiz4sIlT7L-liHnvw_33l3meYqmbmn4c5KmqZzW2e0FNYo7kg-D_34dNfPlDoinRKo57vqkK4" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="423" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj6wpVoYrrAGyO86OXSz8Im37O4XQcDMozLhXJzjZKNy-xaFLwQUAZkcZ6BFrYbK3GGKgkmNHyyq7Usqu1MdDj5hGNZWYA9iSBm3TNUJjDh_RiM5-e-Sgqqiz4sIlT7L-liHnvw_33l3meYqmbmn4c5KmqZzW2e0FNYo7kg-D_34dNfPlDoinRKo57vqkK4" width="135" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-43527946563375775932024-02-21T08:01:00.003-05:002024-02-22T06:44:05.230-05:00Taylor Swift<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLMwNwTMza3fomFFpTkmFRKCBkXF9-yQoSm9IeBfeJrOKkCa2yl3TaYwNgp-5eaGeWka-EFOixRFVsI0oHpllUFo22vvGORBnltCPU3VzOkv5ZWi2AA-4XomqY3Reh6l61-iDMvypLl8HjfPZ2gKg5ghdoV35HLzPBkD3B5h3qrkt1lue00gtYpAA5uNlD" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1920" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjLMwNwTMza3fomFFpTkmFRKCBkXF9-yQoSm9IeBfeJrOKkCa2yl3TaYwNgp-5eaGeWka-EFOixRFVsI0oHpllUFo22vvGORBnltCPU3VzOkv5ZWi2AA-4XomqY3Reh6l61-iDMvypLl8HjfPZ2gKg5ghdoV35HLzPBkD3B5h3qrkt1lue00gtYpAA5uNlD" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sometimes you just want to be part of a cultural moment. Sometimes you want to stand outside the cultural moment. I've certainly had both feelings. But I was watching the MTV WMA's in 2009 and saw Kanye West jump up on stage live and saw what he did to a girl I didn't know much about, and my heart just melted for her. I literally could not imagine anything worse. It's like one of those nightmares where you're walking around naked, but you get to wake up from them! So she leapt up on my radar in a big way then. And when 1989 came out, I became a firm fan. I just loved her lyrics, and her courage. I was walking up and down the West Side Highway, loving every song. And I've listened to her ever since. I loved If I were the Man, and then really loved her last few albums. Antihero is just a perfect song, but the video makes it even better! </span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/b1kbLwvqugk" width="320" youtube-src-id="b1kbLwvqugk"></iframe></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I'm not a true Swiftie. I don't know the meanings of all her songs and I don't look for all the Easter eggs. Instead, I just listen to her music on face value and see how it speaks to me, rather than what part of her life it relates to. I've read some great articles about her - <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2023/10/12/magazine/taylor-swift-eras-tour.html?fbclid=IwAR0hv0MvJbZrZO3A-2zngW0W4iRlARu9wj7k3W7JW0hOUrWctn2_7iQEy_s" target="_blank">My Delirious Trip to the Heart of Swiftiedom, from the New York Times </a>was one of my favorites - and just enjoyed the cultural phenom that she was becoming. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">So when I had a big birthday, I just wanted one thing - that's right, Taylor Swift concert tickets. We couldn't get the cheap ones, they were already gone, so we splurged on the expensive VIP ones (it was that big a birthday!) I'm going to her Sydney show this Saturday. I will post some pics of it. I'm really looking forward to it! </span></p><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-74891516048569230812024-02-18T07:08:00.000-05:002024-02-18T07:08:02.614-05:00Managing Expectations<p> <span style="font-family: verdana;">I really feel one of the secrets to contentment in life is found in managing expectations. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR2O8svsHadJmSsVOWMSmoERpD97udQmuo9I9R0FDrN-_nex6XC7M-nXplm0QyeT3RpW_cSRGl9o9UQr5mYoiTofrq0cKzZqUxLnNzJj6HHJcfN7vVmMyw9M7vjAHlhirISLPdfyQrTDy-xa2K56D74AyzfBPEKoQ0bUUwTv2a3JMxf2cFPmDplvizzfKK" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="711" data-original-width="400" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR2O8svsHadJmSsVOWMSmoERpD97udQmuo9I9R0FDrN-_nex6XC7M-nXplm0QyeT3RpW_cSRGl9o9UQr5mYoiTofrq0cKzZqUxLnNzJj6HHJcfN7vVmMyw9M7vjAHlhirISLPdfyQrTDy-xa2K56D74AyzfBPEKoQ0bUUwTv2a3JMxf2cFPmDplvizzfKK" width="135" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sometimes people come to new situations and expect X, but are met with J. Coming to terms with it, allowing yourself to be in this different situation - all that determines how you will feel about it. Sometimes I feel that if I keep my expectations low, I can always be satisfied and sometimes delighted. I get a bit wary if I find I'm expecting something to be really amazing, because I know if it's not, I'll be disappointed. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNCO-eWdRxd3s-phgW-uZwseURtad7jtcIjy5skEt6kFMiBEXFikeC--nqXRIs-kBZfVNKaStc0t2EXHNTcJbl9wpe3unNbixtg0g1dgFe4yUwnMM_3unmSjlVoveIFyrYsp8wnnLnvFStMvRz-k64B0TUcp5Vyd2cL_WxkWqs7gCyyHuWOdBOvjx7iwMU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="713" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNCO-eWdRxd3s-phgW-uZwseURtad7jtcIjy5skEt6kFMiBEXFikeC--nqXRIs-kBZfVNKaStc0t2EXHNTcJbl9wpe3unNbixtg0g1dgFe4yUwnMM_3unmSjlVoveIFyrYsp8wnnLnvFStMvRz-k64B0TUcp5Vyd2cL_WxkWqs7gCyyHuWOdBOvjx7iwMU" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />I had a reading around a wedding recently that reminded me of this. A really pretty woman in her late twenties had fantasized about her perfect day for years and everything had to be insta-perfect. Which is both exhausting and disappointing, as good friends/bridesmaids were not being as supportive/engaged as she would have liked, and even her fiancé was drawing away from her planning. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgR55QoyPwWGSlQGaqg5_WfgunMQIx1tPtJ8aZ3zH3CIfcNsMk8tD_3qxhi_LDjKDc6U7OfO5tHktgpVOY1jDkRSY0pPUrA9N3o2wDmlgEJIpPOJi9u-PimOXYssmSPNbOVYSAfm6cIGq1ZjGHtdYpV8BT-q8uMYjszqzcUqV_Q5kMv7u7ubemjp947P6rv" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="593" data-original-width="426" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgR55QoyPwWGSlQGaqg5_WfgunMQIx1tPtJ8aZ3zH3CIfcNsMk8tD_3qxhi_LDjKDc6U7OfO5tHktgpVOY1jDkRSY0pPUrA9N3o2wDmlgEJIpPOJi9u-PimOXYssmSPNbOVYSAfm6cIGq1ZjGHtdYpV8BT-q8uMYjszqzcUqV_Q5kMv7u7ubemjp947P6rv" width="172" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So we spoke about the perfect getting in the way of the good, but the cards were much more ruthless. I looked at her as she drew the 8 of swords/6 of cups/ 2 swords and said, you feel trapped and isolated, but there is a way out. But you have to look clearly, and not be nostalgic or childlike, you have to look at it like an adult. If you don't you will feel even more isolated and defensive. And she was in tears for both things - that she wasn't going to get the wedding of her dreams, and that friends were letting her down. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKGncyGE8m0_G0R-HIe4lBatZ6XFesML8CkkWUGkyXpVqromtvFTy-ho74DRdzrcBizjuPBE6ug6uwKT1mXhrt8jqzsQGz3BtXyYyvUyMYC0mkZr7AVHe7dk0Tc9MSr_o5ijTS2JJpwqdtho1QZGZx4HpREOBwO5j_qqZ4X3dQmcgZ76avGYHcS3ZGAfUR" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="909" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKGncyGE8m0_G0R-HIe4lBatZ6XFesML8CkkWUGkyXpVqromtvFTy-ho74DRdzrcBizjuPBE6ug6uwKT1mXhrt8jqzsQGz3BtXyYyvUyMYC0mkZr7AVHe7dk0Tc9MSr_o5ijTS2JJpwqdtho1QZGZx4HpREOBwO5j_qqZ4X3dQmcgZ76avGYHcS3ZGAfUR" width="149" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />She was expecting too much of them and of herself. She wasn't happy with my reading but the situation was not going to go her way through sheer will power, the cards were clear on that. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I can only hope she took some of the reading on board, and give herself a beautiful and meaningful, but not perfect, day. </span></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-17271888273611729472024-02-11T01:30:00.003-05:002024-02-11T01:30:41.409-05:00Valentine's Day<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiGp2bLiclHIpkBRSmpHU2X23Z5BJAC9wYI5n_Y7m32fLUeR-bPWjbJAnYiWJmBIHeokD8T6PsoGSU2bXwatnU7oC4UIpxBjoOK3MDlAG2KuekDd0JnBtJbHqqgdd32kytJuUjVBZ8RfqJiiZtepq1CzkW_UeOMxtfhLxvZxS_P_83GM_j_dMrHDjeIYg_5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="662" data-original-width="400" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiGp2bLiclHIpkBRSmpHU2X23Z5BJAC9wYI5n_Y7m32fLUeR-bPWjbJAnYiWJmBIHeokD8T6PsoGSU2bXwatnU7oC4UIpxBjoOK3MDlAG2KuekDd0JnBtJbHqqgdd32kytJuUjVBZ8RfqJiiZtepq1CzkW_UeOMxtfhLxvZxS_P_83GM_j_dMrHDjeIYg_5" width="145" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />Valentine's Day is often a tricky one for lots of people. I do a lot of readings around this time with burning questions about how soon is too soon to go exclusive, what if you want exclusivity and s/he doesn't. What if you offer exclusivity and are turned down? </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdJrFPGJmyqAcExPBEbF0iOqm3t5KeZQEoCY678n3vcqkdTqK3Tlwux2Ph5BoSbHmtaSnV2_He24ALwnn5RUaHXkB9j-GTcusch25b2PX1xFjArRuD2J21FmMsDumoRcF16o_s9Qk_YYTD3ZcDHXFgJd3RZY4XzRKDEWHvj4AEioaJeMZ5GWJoC8hnAyhU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdJrFPGJmyqAcExPBEbF0iOqm3t5KeZQEoCY678n3vcqkdTqK3Tlwux2Ph5BoSbHmtaSnV2_He24ALwnn5RUaHXkB9j-GTcusch25b2PX1xFjArRuD2J21FmMsDumoRcF16o_s9Qk_YYTD3ZcDHXFgJd3RZY4XzRKDEWHvj4AEioaJeMZ5GWJoC8hnAyhU" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">And there's just the social pressure - something to tell your friends about, something to show on insta. Something about the appearance being more important than the actual event... </span></div></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZiBAqgLiRRYB06l7HufExr1sMzRVXp9qugagSqJv970VP-X6uMDIdjK9csb-EqtsKljUtx3a4H6WQMtz1ruLtR344RLVAsTN5t7VHfsSOsho0P3BbQsZbnI5PgqL2p8D9ijwnyphoOz6Btv8mnlhHAGnYyX5jNaVfxyJ9kieVEb1H7I-yY4LVfw1R6NyU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZiBAqgLiRRYB06l7HufExr1sMzRVXp9qugagSqJv970VP-X6uMDIdjK9csb-EqtsKljUtx3a4H6WQMtz1ruLtR344RLVAsTN5t7VHfsSOsho0P3BbQsZbnI5PgqL2p8D9ijwnyphoOz6Btv8mnlhHAGnYyX5jNaVfxyJ9kieVEb1H7I-yY4LVfw1R6NyU" width="180" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So I come from a very grounded place when it comes to these sorts of things. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">First, we sort out what you really want, as opposed to what you are expected to want, or what your partner/parents/peer groups want for you. And once we sort that out, we see if you feel you can ask for it. And if you ask for it, how will they other person respond? The cards are so clear here, it's astonishing. So often my clients go, yeah, that's what I'm scared of, or I knew that would be the outcome. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyxUa5dFplZF4iQQV-mvoFSJtBpJgbqswmGYlxhAKI_95XFnqHeV4jlgEIBJtpfA6U_68yIJw_gJGZpmjVlK2y23r7lCmwoelH14EtusAtjlJYezh4ZuQHoYI_GiWdJTfkj7WWBtOwebKV31DgobBUz6ALh7GBDCu00nJ7ctf1jSjooHccVdJdOzVqFOCs" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1243" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhyxUa5dFplZF4iQQV-mvoFSJtBpJgbqswmGYlxhAKI_95XFnqHeV4jlgEIBJtpfA6U_68yIJw_gJGZpmjVlK2y23r7lCmwoelH14EtusAtjlJYezh4ZuQHoYI_GiWdJTfkj7WWBtOwebKV31DgobBUz6ALh7GBDCu00nJ7ctf1jSjooHccVdJdOzVqFOCs" width="142" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And then you get to work with the knowledge you now have...</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">So wishing you a grounded, happy Valentine's Day</span></p><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-12297793807051275472024-02-06T06:13:00.000-05:002024-02-06T06:13:18.054-05:00Remember the Golden Rule<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgLNrhZbMsevqfp9lljd-DIK7FTL9zKuqdiHwlRF5zP0t8-klmKvmffTs_cAkExBjEGzavtOIwYnH1RJBcIoieneoXuaJqW-T_gbLm_GY3GYxzujdwdO7Mp3HvsdhCpwjMtuRI_ccjuzMJuHSVw4yqztV4VwvqDqm17DBfITd1FmltEy0rFZfLneQNHWV8E" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgLNrhZbMsevqfp9lljd-DIK7FTL9zKuqdiHwlRF5zP0t8-klmKvmffTs_cAkExBjEGzavtOIwYnH1RJBcIoieneoXuaJqW-T_gbLm_GY3GYxzujdwdO7Mp3HvsdhCpwjMtuRI_ccjuzMJuHSVw4yqztV4VwvqDqm17DBfITd1FmltEy0rFZfLneQNHWV8E" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />Recently, in quite a few of my readings, people have complained about how unreliable other people are becoming. Not necessarily just on dates, but also friends, family, adult children - everyone seems to be hedging their options, saying yes and changing it to maybe, or just ghosting arrangements. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiDvQ56SU9sphDjtViFcdpnXagOEjwJ5caeVMVDmY4MS3O6GzNQUrv571I2BchO2xbnxBPKWUdid2bNjhvcMXcFY7ah3K3RCarKhQi-SEqFeEhl9FtlC7LaPXuW31hUyIvO9ghz6b1usqZejqOBA11GsysX-pOVA2N3mJC8LDkTzghewhYOrlsSvQ2Bmzh" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="974" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiDvQ56SU9sphDjtViFcdpnXagOEjwJ5caeVMVDmY4MS3O6GzNQUrv571I2BchO2xbnxBPKWUdid2bNjhvcMXcFY7ah3K3RCarKhQi-SEqFeEhl9FtlC7LaPXuW31hUyIvO9ghz6b1usqZejqOBA11GsysX-pOVA2N3mJC8LDkTzghewhYOrlsSvQ2Bmzh" width="139" /></a></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Covid has had many strange after affects, and NYC was always a city scared to commit, incase something better came along, but hey, let's all try to remember the golden rule - treat others as we would like to be treated ourselves. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgi8yCjfEuLVG7yEhHC3T5YcL2KeU3DBpKUmxLjK1RyHdye3Zr3groKhWQ8VzRY5ieJ1ikFIFkRFs75tl8AYxoKWb-RH1tS4lfUBP1Z9PodS1RlOBUt6gkLgnONuSsaEu59J8N8ECmtzvkzVFbje1uv3kAa3TKtGLCwG9kn_NHcNXcNfA9nXl_alTKXeTSM" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="500" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgi8yCjfEuLVG7yEhHC3T5YcL2KeU3DBpKUmxLjK1RyHdye3Zr3groKhWQ8VzRY5ieJ1ikFIFkRFs75tl8AYxoKWb-RH1tS4lfUBP1Z9PodS1RlOBUt6gkLgnONuSsaEu59J8N8ECmtzvkzVFbje1uv3kAa3TKtGLCwG9kn_NHcNXcNfA9nXl_alTKXeTSM" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I know, I know, life is complex, and we want to do something and say yes and something weird happens and we can't. But we should immediately tell people that we can't, and we should look at our lives if weird things are happening too often. Maybe we are overwhelmed, maybe we are over committing. Maybe we should have a quiet weekend and do nothing. Nothing wrong with saying "I'd love to, but I can't." </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoR4SV62wK5eNwBVyT-Aom7OAPrxMuRt5vrZPHuL8z0B9KcJXv7xVRSqieKOhEzY7H2AjY_GmJE62-9EkK5Gc0xE-gsUcO24WPs-UvisqTdenlElibjlnTqD8T6m51A0Mj7fJGrTB6roqG6vjwKlpWmpoj0nw1rq6KIdNsa57xEOzeVORJMgF_vCX2m3bK" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="524" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoR4SV62wK5eNwBVyT-Aom7OAPrxMuRt5vrZPHuL8z0B9KcJXv7xVRSqieKOhEzY7H2AjY_GmJE62-9EkK5Gc0xE-gsUcO24WPs-UvisqTdenlElibjlnTqD8T6m51A0Mj7fJGrTB6roqG6vjwKlpWmpoj0nw1rq6KIdNsa57xEOzeVORJMgF_vCX2m3bK" width="155" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />And if everyone is flaking on you, then stop making plans with them! One woman said then she would never see her friends, if she didn't make the plans, and then we both stopped and looked at each other. So you make all the plans and they flake 50% of the time? Maybe let them go a while and see if they reach out, I suggested softly. And if they never reach out... well what are you willing to tolerate to keep them in your life? Not this, she said..</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjeWkzH26865rMLTFeMl5T2rCRdX7wg7pEt2EdHfhzVhke1MWF5ze4kVd9005Si40eqeB2tcEAy6konE9-skcrfPjEVW7HwQboTUYrA2QXIx7n1fEja14X9mlGPsfXL-e20AwkxLOyZkctohz53Id2243cUF69ixWOh5PG8TFOKmsXtYKPJSMKTlyklQwzc" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="500" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjeWkzH26865rMLTFeMl5T2rCRdX7wg7pEt2EdHfhzVhke1MWF5ze4kVd9005Si40eqeB2tcEAy6konE9-skcrfPjEVW7HwQboTUYrA2QXIx7n1fEja14X9mlGPsfXL-e20AwkxLOyZkctohz53Id2243cUF69ixWOh5PG8TFOKmsXtYKPJSMKTlyklQwzc" width="139" /></a></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">And that's the second Golden Rule. People will treat you like you let them. If they treat you badly, and you stop letting them, and they are no longer in your life, well, that's your answer. </span></p><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-70106151406609746842024-01-26T06:12:00.001-05:002024-01-26T06:18:36.068-05:00when the cards and I disagree<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgEvGgCPYsVZwYNpNsXr04HiD_yWpTqBDI1REMXpq9WCDFFVIl0Gx51uDK41xlnu_6jlX21hhs-rEC45-viJbougWxinotsOsvqjXBHV_p1WJqXrmI7hLZiEDm_81f8m1JwSHOaVyFiUKDEkdOx2vtPrRZWnF3PSGJDraYi_-uwDDBKatdm_doLFYCZTqMG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="407" data-original-width="236" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgEvGgCPYsVZwYNpNsXr04HiD_yWpTqBDI1REMXpq9WCDFFVIl0Gx51uDK41xlnu_6jlX21hhs-rEC45-viJbougWxinotsOsvqjXBHV_p1WJqXrmI7hLZiEDm_81f8m1JwSHOaVyFiUKDEkdOx2vtPrRZWnF3PSGJDraYi_-uwDDBKatdm_doLFYCZTqMG" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />When people come to a reading seeking clarification, they are meeting two sources of opinion - me, with an extensive background in therapy and life experience, and the cards. And sometimes the two sources disagree. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9ZhuKrT0ERwydC_5Id5N1etRft7wquX-7fgq8xZ1_XBGIQ3E67rfFF8bNWJKKGnIlNhxzxBqu2KLdSQuVlrBAfTyfp5maKVIFO80m741FxHwQ5dlrKc7Ru3ecOZyNzK_d2qh8wtr3XJT-1hf2jvpJxSgdDJD9LCQSAZ8eLKoAdEOnZst_q8PylP8--bL7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg9ZhuKrT0ERwydC_5Id5N1etRft7wquX-7fgq8xZ1_XBGIQ3E67rfFF8bNWJKKGnIlNhxzxBqu2KLdSQuVlrBAfTyfp5maKVIFO80m741FxHwQ5dlrKc7Ru3ecOZyNzK_d2qh8wtr3XJT-1hf2jvpJxSgdDJD9LCQSAZ8eLKoAdEOnZst_q8PylP8--bL7" width="146" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">One of my regulars was an actress in her late 30's who hadn't quite cracked it yet, managing only a small job or two a year. And she kept asking me, should she give up. I, personally, wasn't so sure that this was a good track for her, with diminishing returns. But the cards were relentlessly upbeat and never wanted her to quit. So I told her th</span>at - she wasn't ready to give up, the cards kept saying keep at it. And the cards were right! She has found her niche and doing many more acting jobs in her early forties than she ever did in her thirties. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyGpJTElcGOJFyYnoyY2Dbk3GV43qiqaChoHFdGwhJa4gSKnyElj77zL2aYnjRCFshX7RVwGiiD9fc_j-Lvb1kAF-UUE0xHmJzAvsh1d1eeu8CnjienWfCLr2eMMkMCuuDqgkoH8yXg4qylNsC6qq1Ik4FoXGrXfDBDUvo2DFrmuvdKg--qneIA95bqYEr" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyGpJTElcGOJFyYnoyY2Dbk3GV43qiqaChoHFdGwhJa4gSKnyElj77zL2aYnjRCFshX7RVwGiiD9fc_j-Lvb1kAF-UUE0xHmJzAvsh1d1eeu8CnjienWfCLr2eMMkMCuuDqgkoH8yXg4qylNsC6qq1Ik4FoXGrXfDBDUvo2DFrmuvdKg--qneIA95bqYEr" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So if I and the cards disagree - I always tell you what the cards say - they are reading your truest energy, and they definitely know more than me! </span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-39999543632620842562024-01-08T00:01:00.001-05:002024-01-08T00:01:46.943-05:00How I do my Readings<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Every so often I put up this kind of post, to let new readers know how I do my readings.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQee5dHyn0QyvhCqMXWvq78K99ozGUQtAJpFRcvSxnHIU8zaOVwJLccgpAwbAJqhsakIEUVkOjwFbycQ-2VL8-gt-E3_LIFucB7lUAmiUwkWv7-Z66q8yXRfuL4a66onDBSmQXXZrhirqU46qTj8LM9ueCNgQTxvvjwlBr8hOvckEOYLINRQ-tbXz1PcHw/s974/tarot%202%20pentacles.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="974" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQee5dHyn0QyvhCqMXWvq78K99ozGUQtAJpFRcvSxnHIU8zaOVwJLccgpAwbAJqhsakIEUVkOjwFbycQ-2VL8-gt-E3_LIFucB7lUAmiUwkWv7-Z66q8yXRfuL4a66onDBSmQXXZrhirqU46qTj8LM9ueCNgQTxvvjwlBr8hOvckEOYLINRQ-tbXz1PcHw/s320/tarot%202%20pentacles.jpg" width="185" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">I've read tarot cards for decades now. When we moved to Tribeca, I started Tribeca Tarot Reader in 2008 and this blog in 2009. When we returned to Sydney, I switched to virtual readings. I skype/zoom/facetime you and read for you that way. But because of the way I read, I find the magic is in the shuffling - you have to handle the cards, you have to move and select them, your energy shifting them one way or the other. </span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkGkN4P-8pudJwX_lq9nUXPu_ZrkWH5ZZJ7Ph43UtsqMBShN_wupKLx8gfZmCt2jGQ-7SwWP5FNssgMQyw6T4a2f9Ed6lTvv7aQOm5D9h7s8v7HHKpJo6jyJboYErbgchjovvYDd3OrpzHM8DAqRZTRlejgUEa_hE2xiki0XqOzKczpOSoXR7b5sIDbOU/s800/tarot%209%20pentacles.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="508" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkGkN4P-8pudJwX_lq9nUXPu_ZrkWH5ZZJ7Ph43UtsqMBShN_wupKLx8gfZmCt2jGQ-7SwWP5FNssgMQyw6T4a2f9Ed6lTvv7aQOm5D9h7s8v7HHKpJo6jyJboYErbgchjovvYDd3OrpzHM8DAqRZTRlejgUEa_hE2xiki0XqOzKczpOSoXR7b5sIDbOU/s320/tarot%209%20pentacles.jpg" width="203" /></a></div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">So most of my readings are for established clients who know the way I work, and are willing to buy or borrow a deck and shuffle and do the layout for me, and then we do the reading, in the quiet and privacy of where you chose. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvyLyE-FZkBr70vsiz8YOA4uDZrICAN9F9MckVs5Y-_XFrvX6mAEFjgsTGaZ1Ojl_z-Izo7ki4E86LzVVgNv_WH_yneqaDVgJhxKiDZWylmh7gghCX8B2CmpELWr4yl50XXT0ho9mtYUm/s1600/rider+waite+radiant.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvyLyE-FZkBr70vsiz8YOA4uDZrICAN9F9MckVs5Y-_XFrvX6mAEFjgsTGaZ1Ojl_z-Izo7ki4E86LzVVgNv_WH_yneqaDVgJhxKiDZWylmh7gghCX8B2CmpELWr4yl50XXT0ho9mtYUm/s320/rider+waite+radiant.jpg" width="234" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">It's actually worked out very well, and my regulars, who have readings once or twice a year, or once every two years or so, find me, buy a deck - usually <a href="http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/cards/radiant-rider-waite/" target="_blank">the Rider Waite</a>, but any deck with 78 cards will do, and have a reading. And continue being my regulars.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulcyo3tfbCKGfiCHJeFw_zMMK2ix5zJkhQhMWtkQQkR_z5qrfQthXPrY42wFWBlZndUaF8YF0r4D7Jn4lLCqIpoJcS6xCu71mS1Hl5s-JGpMb2-jcxyAanp0NuMW1H8OSRqWabn0UKUCyuj5RUZ4k2KQEcLv3OJSwqSHdfekfj8XmKsq7wj2DkSqKpbV8/s518/tarot%207%20cups.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="518" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulcyo3tfbCKGfiCHJeFw_zMMK2ix5zJkhQhMWtkQQkR_z5qrfQthXPrY42wFWBlZndUaF8YF0r4D7Jn4lLCqIpoJcS6xCu71mS1Hl5s-JGpMb2-jcxyAanp0NuMW1H8OSRqWabn0UKUCyuj5RUZ4k2KQEcLv3OJSwqSHdfekfj8XmKsq7wj2DkSqKpbV8/s320/tarot%207%20cups.jpg" width="185" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">Even if you've never read with me before, I'm happy to do a reading for you. Just get your hands on a deck and we'll find a time and start. And if you want to know more about me, just browse though the blog and you'll get a feel for how I read. </span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Also, to simplify matters, I start all my readings with a cold reading - where I don't know what's going on in your life, and just tell you what the cards tell me. We layout the cards in the shape of a Celtic Cross. I find it helpful to remind people of what that looks like - </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFlJXiSi9aEeaNzXboXViAVN5duq0P40Fwocvq5nf-2YS1NukO6QXqSsXjybTml7GGPpHVezFqIdKZF9gyX1Pu1VFrwKn0u3Xue7642k-I0VzxOh9b1tkIxd7RWZob_Zh6MQMNI9ntZOh/s1600/ce1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="242" data-original-width="350" height="221" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFlJXiSi9aEeaNzXboXViAVN5duq0P40Fwocvq5nf-2YS1NukO6QXqSsXjybTml7GGPpHVezFqIdKZF9gyX1Pu1VFrwKn0u3Xue7642k-I0VzxOh9b1tkIxd7RWZob_Zh6MQMNI9ntZOh/s320/ce1.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif"><br /></span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">We lay out the 10 cards together and then I start to talk... </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">I encourage people to record the readings, we go through a lot of information. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Email me or text me if you like a reading, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">liat@albanyconsult.com or +61 477 0</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">43 555</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Looking forward to it,</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">warmly</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">Liat<br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAIBXtQmwUQ1hDtezjghYYrimBJnR7mHRIGpqCERz4r8nESqzTmmttqAcwjM4le3H0g8GdDz6E4XOxFxZW6wm1uD05Q28LPE7uFfHSjtfqcM1VG4FTrm_F7Rb4qx6kyJgY11_Oli47qEdNdcbsK0xMTi6zi-ZfAjXKvi631APplHvuqi6lZHViWc7V_R2h/s2244/LiatSilberman%202022%20blue%20(3).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2244" data-original-width="2083" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAIBXtQmwUQ1hDtezjghYYrimBJnR7mHRIGpqCERz4r8nESqzTmmttqAcwjM4le3H0g8GdDz6E4XOxFxZW6wm1uD05Q28LPE7uFfHSjtfqcM1VG4FTrm_F7Rb4qx6kyJgY11_Oli47qEdNdcbsK0xMTi6zi-ZfAjXKvi631APplHvuqi6lZHViWc7V_R2h/s320/LiatSilberman%202022%20blue%20(3).jpg" width="297" /></a></div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-43385728231401457432024-01-05T06:35:00.000-05:002024-01-05T06:35:26.875-05:00January 2024<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPGCe1kkvEUruEwr7WDc9auOSg1jENu2cCnFarfOcpztWgtYQgDUTp3sdknqU3AwcNTWASMAsLmTaPS8raH02QkG-tlkAtTNSg-4i-_LzuLLTsqy6dEFkx8eDv0XUHVX24enMxoQ3GOrb5VFCwrK1VCp8OGstwUMf48ztg_FHABgdw0yZzMlmsPYJfe0DW" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPGCe1kkvEUruEwr7WDc9auOSg1jENu2cCnFarfOcpztWgtYQgDUTp3sdknqU3AwcNTWASMAsLmTaPS8raH02QkG-tlkAtTNSg-4i-_LzuLLTsqy6dEFkx8eDv0XUHVX24enMxoQ3GOrb5VFCwrK1VCp8OGstwUMf48ztg_FHABgdw0yZzMlmsPYJfe0DW" width="146" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">This is traditionally a busy time of year for me. People want to know what the next year will hold. People want some reassurance. And I want to be reassuring! Recently a woman asked me not to tell her any bad news. But I said, that's not how I read. </span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmArS3FfhHBCoG-bYH1as-47wFo8Esmf7ORY08hYRwSboPLl-wo063GuRzmm39qy1oTTvYZ-MclKp-eb_QnsB_-XBBHj-QZ2ri2rzVLT2lwF--OyEZbQzuR2ezYQiuFZjGa7yz31I_iLkmJcjHDe-HzzhXXL-fS-l-CZFqKb93ZmSBRHixVCA528gVE8Iq" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmArS3FfhHBCoG-bYH1as-47wFo8Esmf7ORY08hYRwSboPLl-wo063GuRzmm39qy1oTTvYZ-MclKp-eb_QnsB_-XBBHj-QZ2ri2rzVLT2lwF--OyEZbQzuR2ezYQiuFZjGa7yz31I_iLkmJcjHDe-HzzhXXL-fS-l-CZFqKb93ZmSBRHixVCA528gVE8Iq" width="146" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">For one thing, we often don't know good or bad news when we first get it. Sometimes not getting the job we really wanted, means we were available for a job that was much better. Sometimes getting something we thought we really wanted turns out to be doubly disappointing. One medical student I read for was disappointed in his hospital placement. But it turns out the placement he thought he wanted was very political and difficult (as others reported back to him) and the placement he received was a much better fit. So there's that.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCYtLNQhaPDlX-Yju5oHl0nvR8-FsFl6DqiF_C8eRooC5QhLxC_7P1GgG91G3-3Qcdf5ue_2K1XokJYopy-uOCOAyF-jw174I-_FufCyrCKcf93y7el7Zdj-Lyrb_rSGSxM8b2tbdl2ah2BEcl6blgBFosWp9-MUEj5-iPwwggZ7sWZarqm2GN1FLU0HN5" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCYtLNQhaPDlX-Yju5oHl0nvR8-FsFl6DqiF_C8eRooC5QhLxC_7P1GgG91G3-3Qcdf5ue_2K1XokJYopy-uOCOAyF-jw174I-_FufCyrCKcf93y7el7Zdj-Lyrb_rSGSxM8b2tbdl2ah2BEcl6blgBFosWp9-MUEj5-iPwwggZ7sWZarqm2GN1FLU0HN5" width="146" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And for the second thing - I read what I see. That's the joy of coming to a stranger. I actually do more accurate readings for strangers than family. With family I'm too invested and can tweak the outcomes to suit what I want for them. With strangers, the cards tell me what they see, and I just report back. And with that, we can have a more in depth discussion as to your hopes and fears, and how to best bring about the outcomes you want.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDWevni66KAx4t-oPuC7N5Q6OJVfE0NoB9DPz38zn7cJxD29JVKARAvjD1JOEt4ASMT13soO7TjcYKH0UyJULGKZJ-3J7SAAFnyz5dm7t_3g7WjeJdvFRO9PS9wmAmYIGVinkZqF1YFLwX5l_scV4WJCGQjrXwAM0A9lh_ev7h1lV2lD2-5USDOPdgLd5N" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDWevni66KAx4t-oPuC7N5Q6OJVfE0NoB9DPz38zn7cJxD29JVKARAvjD1JOEt4ASMT13soO7TjcYKH0UyJULGKZJ-3J7SAAFnyz5dm7t_3g7WjeJdvFRO9PS9wmAmYIGVinkZqF1YFLwX5l_scV4WJCGQjrXwAM0A9lh_ev7h1lV2lD2-5USDOPdgLd5N" width="146" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">So nothing here is set in stone, you can change your cards, but it takes a lot of thought and energy to do that. So let's see what the new year will bring and what you need to focus on and where your strengths are in this forthcoming year...</span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">These pretty cards are by<a href="https://www.pinterest.com/ElenaAlexandra21/tarot-cards/" target="_blank"> Alexandra Elena </a></span></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-59365934822255488682023-12-24T06:01:00.003-05:002023-12-24T22:51:44.990-05:00Leaving 2023<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">2023 has been a difficult year for me, both personally and seeing how the world is trending. So I can find it hard to find joy, though I usually love Christmas </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">time. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjNXeSfazz9ArM7RT0EJ7fSQjWFy5HOKmgITj4707Q8-KMHszRroUnhO-kIivR5M6pDl2gsH55AUJbhIauZ5zVvTw_gtlF9H7tkwIfK08qPw4XF0HZ2wJYd-DjDtpCI1UFLcL7Jd0Z_ACl7dsoPWRQcwKT9XMhOI6ruQIaVzUIHWol1YUtMp0J-UNptybDI" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="983" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjNXeSfazz9ArM7RT0EJ7fSQjWFy5HOKmgITj4707Q8-KMHszRroUnhO-kIivR5M6pDl2gsH55AUJbhIauZ5zVvTw_gtlF9H7tkwIfK08qPw4XF0HZ2wJYd-DjDtpCI1UFLcL7Jd0Z_ACl7dsoPWRQcwKT9XMhOI6ruQIaVzUIHWol1YUtMp0J-UNptybDI" width="138" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I read this article by Anne Lamott in the Washington Post - T</span><a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/2023/12/20/aging-friendship-outdoors/" style="font-family: verdana;">he Dressing Room Encounter that made me get Real about Aging,</a><span style="font-family: verdana;"> and it really spoke to me. She had a line in it - "love and service make us rich." And it is just so true. I find whenever I am feeling lost or tired, being with people I love or serving the community in some way, just makes me feel better. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4cHSimaXyr5hQL7eefQRFRkhaCUek_xbfNM1aNlanrnkg8JPVNy-uiBgcPzgOzzfNrTg9ew086ObpWxh-rEegwk_7TTzAF6yxsF83b3fSVNh2mfWvts2XQMjqvN4XaHyuMDJRVyc__K4G5h9fEhcBeJCcD2jEn-kUnd1zhFe-b-VRFbOp4lEIVE5qiYn_" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi4cHSimaXyr5hQL7eefQRFRkhaCUek_xbfNM1aNlanrnkg8JPVNy-uiBgcPzgOzzfNrTg9ew086ObpWxh-rEegwk_7TTzAF6yxsF83b3fSVNh2mfWvts2XQMjqvN4XaHyuMDJRVyc__K4G5h9fEhcBeJCcD2jEn-kUnd1zhFe-b-VRFbOp4lEIVE5qiYn_" width="138" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">When I meet strangers of a certain age I ask them how many grandchildren they have. Six one woman proudly replied. You are so rich! I told her, and she beamingly agreed. Not that you need grandchildren (or children) to have riches, but you don't need money either. You need a sense of place in the world. Houses of Worship can give that to you, but so can organizations that you value. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDWjeqV8ZfxkTE035mhsT-6sehjhRVZYV8R2td8k2LhRCbXWt90vmV6qpSC2EsZ6CkgJsjGo-flrJKwVvpeIdNwcXC0i4uyN4q-sh9jIlZHBfCf2kDmiXIqmBJwksXxcLwfPzxs_ztR3m5c2znRarojzDbzts01AVYdkX_U_R_VQz0LeHSeYhB751r3R70" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="563" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiDWjeqV8ZfxkTE035mhsT-6sehjhRVZYV8R2td8k2LhRCbXWt90vmV6qpSC2EsZ6CkgJsjGo-flrJKwVvpeIdNwcXC0i4uyN4q-sh9jIlZHBfCf2kDmiXIqmBJwksXxcLwfPzxs_ztR3m5c2znRarojzDbzts01AVYdkX_U_R_VQz0LeHSeYhB751r3R70" width="135" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I belong to the <a href="https://www.cwaofnsw.org.au/Web/Web/About/About-us.aspx?hkey=30f8c5af-bed7-47a6-b4cb-088d3c13b37c">CWA</a> - the Country Women's Association, a group of practical, down to earth women who try to fix what they can and fundraise for issues they find important. And they are so crafty! I so admire a woman who can go to a 2 hour meeting and walk out with a crocheted hat. It's like magic! I am not crafty - but I can sell - so I help them get all their hats and aprons and Christmas ornaments together and sell them to others and give the money back to women in the country. A virtuous circle.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjwREkCxlW4J6xtkCEklf-NxSZ_owmolXipc-59HqLVCUmmVLME-3GrGzqkOx9a-20mbJNIfA7Ztf11MMfgkOhcao7-oeNCMPtbAAoq4Gs8BCEhYEgqc7odLFxlfiX0vL5VJNfhVA54LZKebl2BCkfXm0JQxs31sbmp0qvB22JTnrO6r9wuRdYTrLbHzlg1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjwREkCxlW4J6xtkCEklf-NxSZ_owmolXipc-59HqLVCUmmVLME-3GrGzqkOx9a-20mbJNIfA7Ztf11MMfgkOhcao7-oeNCMPtbAAoq4Gs8BCEhYEgqc7odLFxlfiX0vL5VJNfhVA54LZKebl2BCkfXm0JQxs31sbmp0qvB22JTnrO6r9wuRdYTrLbHzlg1" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />So if you are feeling poor in time and energy, I hold you in my heart. It's been a tough year. But one source of renewable energy for me, is Love and Service. Don't have someone to love? Go and give service. I know it sounds strange but giving to others can fill you up and make you feel connected and then you feel richer in energy, and then you find love - maybe from a person, maybe from a dog, maybe from a community. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Wishing you a warm and safe Christmas and with Love and Service to make you rich... </span></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-22156184215781703162023-12-01T07:42:00.000-05:002023-12-01T07:42:00.884-05:00Notes to Myself, by Hugh Prather<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidbHY00ESUiPiLwvDU5oyjc_EpCcIj_sDKGjFtxtGMeaoRXdu0Og8BKT_uh12vFB1YxIgnbu532nX2Obc6vee4uHFc9BM-bYzVxcG0PJRvdjlrti_eb1J6VXsNTA_R0tGRndRY2y95LDi3ldOupyZ4ZsNGbRUAIjHu-ENAHOzff5dGqCdR8g_E4KohB2r0" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="570" data-original-width="350" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEidbHY00ESUiPiLwvDU5oyjc_EpCcIj_sDKGjFtxtGMeaoRXdu0Og8BKT_uh12vFB1YxIgnbu532nX2Obc6vee4uHFc9BM-bYzVxcG0PJRvdjlrti_eb1J6VXsNTA_R0tGRndRY2y95LDi3ldOupyZ4ZsNGbRUAIjHu-ENAHOzff5dGqCdR8g_E4KohB2r0" width="147" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I read this book, </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/en/book/show/576021" style="font-family: verdana;" target="_blank">Notes to Myself by Hugh Prather</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">, way back when. But the book I read was actually the 20th anniversary addition and it had been published in 1970! </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was reminded of it during a tarot reading recently when a client was describing a book she had written and her desire to get it into print. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hugh had written:</span></p><p><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">After I had written this book I told several friends. Their reaction was polite and mild. Later I was able to tell them that the book was going to be published. Most of them responded with the words "I'm proud of you." Proud of the results but not of the action. </span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">Everyone but I must look back on my behavior. They can only see my acts coupled with their results. But I must act now, without knowing the results. </span></i></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP-NmytDnmCbgPUQhXVkdG0QqxMEV3uqCe2E7wc9FCDp-rDUasKCQme92DxBNL9RNIJQqCFy_DQzBEwgrEdCJ_OdHz56jfo_tgvd4phxLV0xNRq2fDl_Lw2vu-ZtL0JwcFiIxdRSbluWo8dZQz5xcD-fhXYZ7y856_Wcf8ww_-FS1ZNycwFYMsObxe34jP" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="350" data-original-width="550" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhP-NmytDnmCbgPUQhXVkdG0QqxMEV3uqCe2E7wc9FCDp-rDUasKCQme92DxBNL9RNIJQqCFy_DQzBEwgrEdCJ_OdHz56jfo_tgvd4phxLV0xNRq2fDl_Lw2vu-ZtL0JwcFiIxdRSbluWo8dZQz5xcD-fhXYZ7y856_Wcf8ww_-FS1ZNycwFYMsObxe34jP" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">I think we often praise the results, rather than the effort. You won an Olympic</span><span style="text-align: left;"> medal, so much more impressive than just being in the Olympics and coming 20th. But that's 20th in the world! That's absolutely amazing! </span></div></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It is easy to look at the results and decide whether it was worth the effort or not. But we will never know the results beforehand, and have to decide whether to go ahead or not, without any assurances. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33c2UZ8_wgAmrYdR8H4mvvIgkGneCMv3ahXh2HvJKHrPdMry-njtTWdOSP7EQbGkqG44iggO3gZp9MtoMcev1Bijz98VViol6ht-lc0o6M8ffH86Obm1uaorq834aftLNkkxx4w_mEx2m1uvpxQ2tzAvJcZb_mGLE6aeZr9bL1fo7ie5BJsmFPNtlev9n/s448/rider%20waite%20fool%20card.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="260" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33c2UZ8_wgAmrYdR8H4mvvIgkGneCMv3ahXh2HvJKHrPdMry-njtTWdOSP7EQbGkqG44iggO3gZp9MtoMcev1Bijz98VViol6ht-lc0o6M8ffH86Obm1uaorq834aftLNkkxx4w_mEx2m1uvpxQ2tzAvJcZb_mGLE6aeZr9bL1fo7ie5BJsmFPNtlev9n/s320/rider%20waite%20fool%20card.bmp" width="186" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p>All new activities follow the <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/03/stepping-right-out.html" target="_blank">Fool card</a>, walking into the future, with a song in our heart, not knowing what will happen, only what may, what we hope for. And then finding the purpose of the path only after we have walked it, seeing what it taught us. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2HU-Te2G1LWl5OldqmNmKi7plkaRX0nwjEJpTpoTqNBVKxOhT6NPDefNzlx2PGaOnpzRgWQFGDdje1SK00cQ-3veASSRAjlMreO8ixgqA4DHa0o2999_rULOkP_cWX--UBpAyRvBCnPKUmVrjMpGdQ1SN8WXlNrCMWtPq0DpM72H0iG2FqltUeEy-ahBd" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh2HU-Te2G1LWl5OldqmNmKi7plkaRX0nwjEJpTpoTqNBVKxOhT6NPDefNzlx2PGaOnpzRgWQFGDdje1SK00cQ-3veASSRAjlMreO8ixgqA4DHa0o2999_rULOkP_cWX--UBpAyRvBCnPKUmVrjMpGdQ1SN8WXlNrCMWtPq0DpM72H0iG2FqltUeEy-ahBd" width="139" /></a></div><br />So my encouragement for all of us, is to start a path, put in the action, and let the results come to us. <p></p></span><p></p><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-4908179739573454952023-11-20T07:06:00.000-05:002023-11-20T07:06:17.269-05:007 of pentacles<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsCQt8IdvpJrj-W8qkWLLfwuK9GAuDwGwd87S_YhCFoovQx4E3dPtX54xIIU5ii_VHwt_3D1Eh3qqbqK1b5CM2AwcDJahUZHcs9GB6LjqSa7arK0gicOzZOzyAQedNGIVR5WrXpTEPpR2nu-TEZbzyJp6yEzF5OhBDwkULkCKELYY0P-T1W16GnSexrm-/s536/7%20pent%20rw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="536" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIsCQt8IdvpJrj-W8qkWLLfwuK9GAuDwGwd87S_YhCFoovQx4E3dPtX54xIIU5ii_VHwt_3D1Eh3qqbqK1b5CM2AwcDJahUZHcs9GB6LjqSa7arK0gicOzZOzyAQedNGIVR5WrXpTEPpR2nu-TEZbzyJp6yEzF5OhBDwkULkCKELYY0P-T1W16GnSexrm-/s320/7%20pent%20rw.jpg" width="179" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I often use the phrase "happy with the fruits of your labor" when people draw the </span><a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/11/seven-of-pentacles.html" style="font-family: verdana;" target="_blank">7 of pentacles</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">, And then I came across this perfect card!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDlcMip_8WT8Y-fQk7EGZ_LaPLYY0qfKUjls47ky2bTTgfjAbWdMke3qcYrJy4yohzzMjP_sS7frfCMgMl3x0VtOJaHNdF7GDt7tEIYcVMFVx0Zn3arKez0a5bd_YGguiUpNka1kh0HClTzdFJjHi3e1L-Obypop73vQOOi7Pi3hL7yj-4ldHn62w760Z/s982/tarot%20pentacles%207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="982" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDlcMip_8WT8Y-fQk7EGZ_LaPLYY0qfKUjls47ky2bTTgfjAbWdMke3qcYrJy4yohzzMjP_sS7frfCMgMl3x0VtOJaHNdF7GDt7tEIYcVMFVx0Zn3arKez0a5bd_YGguiUpNka1kh0HClTzdFJjHi3e1L-Obypop73vQOOi7Pi3hL7yj-4ldHn62w760Z/s320/tarot%20pentacles%207.jpg" width="184" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">One thing that has definitely changed since I started reading (pre internet!) is the amount of fabulous decks around. There are so many variations of cards. Often, if you draw a card in an important position, I give you homework, to look up other variants that might speak to you more clearly. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have loads in <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/liattarot/" target="_blank">my Pinterest folders</a>, as well as just searching on line. As I come across alternatives I like, I often add them here. Keep looking for yourself, you will be sure to find one that works for you!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFenT2huaMwzQibjyXpHbs-vZ8fJLrkNXKvT8Xnu_xGx-0edYNWL2uetkP80MUPja-x1t7CmiPQ5MFvK6TVTy-nlRwRrBih39tGj40YwVDiDDSKrFpFjPjaZ0osUk95itRqb3u0UImK1seXBboeqruD9uuaSnVQBSai44_NVgom9NIroGnKPaZBfFnyDOb" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1042" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiFenT2huaMwzQibjyXpHbs-vZ8fJLrkNXKvT8Xnu_xGx-0edYNWL2uetkP80MUPja-x1t7CmiPQ5MFvK6TVTy-nlRwRrBih39tGj40YwVDiDDSKrFpFjPjaZ0osUk95itRqb3u0UImK1seXBboeqruD9uuaSnVQBSai44_NVgom9NIroGnKPaZBfFnyDOb" width="130" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-33953223463523772972023-11-13T07:42:00.002-05:002023-11-13T07:43:26.243-05:00Both fun and deep<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibobGD888zLlU6a5KA3znuILJ2xfeAZBIkkgNGfsu74G5Kq_yg5j5YxN_kkogNS5s9nmooeao6_2-LloHwwBVKEbUKsIsXjTHdiZlget1eTJMN6lKIK1ZkpNaVVmcshR3kyNkdBrihXzdWC5l_93Ptzwqv36Gpt6MYjlxI6HJN_3KAEufnICwCa0VYMRde" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="950" data-original-width="563" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibobGD888zLlU6a5KA3znuILJ2xfeAZBIkkgNGfsu74G5Kq_yg5j5YxN_kkogNS5s9nmooeao6_2-LloHwwBVKEbUKsIsXjTHdiZlget1eTJMN6lKIK1ZkpNaVVmcshR3kyNkdBrihXzdWC5l_93Ptzwqv36Gpt6MYjlxI6HJN_3KAEufnICwCa0VYMRde" width="142" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">One of my favorite clients said to me that she always likes our annual readings - they are both fun and deep, she said. Fun, because we laugh, a lot, about life and the situations we finds ourselves in. Deep, because she can be honest about what is actually going on, and if she wants to know more, well then the cards are there to shine a light. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyW3lKE904oLAMpu48mib38_YqY8Pfqv91A_6YtPBn9pdPRnaYpMbULg6_BXuMTZdG76ymWmoV1pJiK9XSQZ_0uSXfjm2ORjidExgJnKhXjTZ0V_uy-LN0fwiWhe54xW0kPjPyUFaUvtbmeF6rPwbLyr-ncQTGa6pZm_c3gGeAuY55EJ637nnLni1p7Pbl" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyW3lKE904oLAMpu48mib38_YqY8Pfqv91A_6YtPBn9pdPRnaYpMbULg6_BXuMTZdG76ymWmoV1pJiK9XSQZ_0uSXfjm2ORjidExgJnKhXjTZ0V_uy-LN0fwiWhe54xW0kPjPyUFaUvtbmeF6rPwbLyr-ncQTGa6pZm_c3gGeAuY55EJ637nnLni1p7Pbl" width="139" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">She's in a steady job and a solid relationship, but she still likes to check in. "It's an hour to talk about myself," she laughed. An hour to take stock. Our reading didn't foretell anything remarkable. More of the same, steady as she goes, was the theme. But she took that with grace - after all, that's exactly what she wants... </span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-3894904335972686792023-11-01T07:19:00.000-04:002023-11-01T07:19:19.877-04:00Making a decision can make all the difference<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmXpFKZcJGl8aJDCh8lgcgROd-JSUl6K5J2PVwJZZUD81weTX3lG-92Scmr8L12QGGkRFmzbRtt26rcOaG3lw6trlSLXKdzwzPFgAii_3PwJCxDfqJA4yGFAEup-eQccVFrZbd48wlP26Cfp3pNUIg7Nga9P_RcAuWH6pVqkEZExEjLSAxmtJPDkNGEbmC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="165" data-original-width="400" height="132" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmXpFKZcJGl8aJDCh8lgcgROd-JSUl6K5J2PVwJZZUD81weTX3lG-92Scmr8L12QGGkRFmzbRtt26rcOaG3lw6trlSLXKdzwzPFgAii_3PwJCxDfqJA4yGFAEup-eQccVFrZbd48wlP26Cfp3pNUIg7Nga9P_RcAuWH6pVqkEZExEjLSAxmtJPDkNGEbmC" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Some time ago I did a few readings for a very sweet Chinese man. He knew he was a little too sensitive and took romantic set backs a little too hard, and he wanted to work on it.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">At his first reading he had sad, wishy washy cards, where none of the answers were definitive or even illuminating. I felt embarrassed! But he came back six months later, and his cards had completely changed, far more energized and to the point. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I asked him what had changed and he said that he had decided to return home - to China, For some people, being a migrant is too hard and they never really establish deep roots. He had come to the US with a student visa, but never really found his footing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUzovhjB1nXfZLLwTlKrqz5Xq0YIk982pD6dueiFmxIs3qzkIr7FV4JbSZ0vt4Q5R3U60ph36Jt0FBXLkfF-VSnVXbqb8_IDmKW1XORFL_dlyXPk0ndMMjMFxIaI33eXxHU6oY8280aftRQPrQgKqko29DM4r0t45dOFwZqTd8-ucRODv3hdpmB4EWfTp7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="177" data-original-width="400" height="142" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUzovhjB1nXfZLLwTlKrqz5Xq0YIk982pD6dueiFmxIs3qzkIr7FV4JbSZ0vt4Q5R3U60ph36Jt0FBXLkfF-VSnVXbqb8_IDmKW1XORFL_dlyXPk0ndMMjMFxIaI33eXxHU6oY8280aftRQPrQgKqko29DM4r0t45dOFwZqTd8-ucRODv3hdpmB4EWfTp7" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />However, the thought of going back, gave him confidence and energy - which the cards matched! In 6 months he moved from <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2011/10/lots-of-pages.html" target="_blank">pages </a>to <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2012/02/lots-of-kings.html" target="_blank">kings.</a> At his very center he drew <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/10/king-of-swords.html" target="_blank">King of Swords</a> x the<a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-of-wands.html" target="_blank"> 6 of Wands.</a> We were both very excited and pleased to see that. He also drew the <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/07/ace-of-swords.html" target="_blank">Ace of Swords</a>, cutting through the fog and confusion, getting to certainty. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRByo6jRuAS6E3lh8xMqu79KkaKVfYd5eKns3-nqHx9eU4a7l-PD2tI3JbkGLIsSQ1zLmphbBfcJXXj52rAOz3qCYLRhtRYcowfbXr-8eaGmz3lQsPIO-_g6nPIdCemOH2DWL_X-DDXwIeS7btx_IJQkKaH0q2Gm62-t0B9M6Ov4p_JyzIBmTDYSwhcbra" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="303" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjRByo6jRuAS6E3lh8xMqu79KkaKVfYd5eKns3-nqHx9eU4a7l-PD2tI3JbkGLIsSQ1zLmphbBfcJXXj52rAOz3qCYLRhtRYcowfbXr-8eaGmz3lQsPIO-_g6nPIdCemOH2DWL_X-DDXwIeS7btx_IJQkKaH0q2Gm62-t0B9M6Ov4p_JyzIBmTDYSwhcbra" width="145" /></a></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was pleased to see how coming to a decision had clarified and energized his cards so significantly. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sometimes making a decision can make all the difference! </span></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-19072367181854637392023-10-25T01:13:00.002-04:002023-10-25T01:13:26.292-04:00Resilience<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzDAnUPOvZXyZ62cfpJ6DmX4fSRqk0J8-mDImYedXjn6-Nqof_jbOx3jmZl4dueopCftJztzpd9q9b_JhE6tEaPfwRymPM2Y4_rd2y3Y0R1f495MHPk50RUcllPp02GoxgpCsTkymYWE4x9AkZhGSyvQMepiFf3Ii4jjpiQgTlGd-kpWfQinaormEmdpNr" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzDAnUPOvZXyZ62cfpJ6DmX4fSRqk0J8-mDImYedXjn6-Nqof_jbOx3jmZl4dueopCftJztzpd9q9b_JhE6tEaPfwRymPM2Y4_rd2y3Y0R1f495MHPk50RUcllPp02GoxgpCsTkymYWE4x9AkZhGSyvQMepiFf3Ii4jjpiQgTlGd-kpWfQinaormEmdpNr" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">A lot of people come to me, because they've had a set back or a loss, and they find it hard to bounce back. So I read a lot about resilience, for them and for myself. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I read an interesting article in the <a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/parenting/2023/10/24/youth-mental-health-independence/" target="_blank">Washington Post recently that concluded that we need to give children more opportunities for independent, unsupervised play,</a> and that is what has been missing these past 30 or so years, and that contributes to feelings of being overwhelmed or anxious. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1xcXiPu-NBhwyuIyGrZtIAda-rULM-Z5If31ucYMUQhhfKN4H0lFdc0xYuJNOu1Gc6XNgk3jslxLZ72rUV3wlnS11JxM2V9NjAE2TbzbI5uvUHUwE9oTXy17I6es7G93er3kjt4qn56bhJU_J3N_o6d-SJ4buziX88k2pufUt1OGcgMB6ITH5clMGRzIu" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh1xcXiPu-NBhwyuIyGrZtIAda-rULM-Z5If31ucYMUQhhfKN4H0lFdc0xYuJNOu1Gc6XNgk3jslxLZ72rUV3wlnS11JxM2V9NjAE2TbzbI5uvUHUwE9oTXy17I6es7G93er3kjt4qn56bhJU_J3N_o6d-SJ4buziX88k2pufUt1OGcgMB6ITH5clMGRzIu" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">And I agree - independence, negotiating your place with low stakes outcomes, living in your own imagination, creative play - all these have been part of the human condition for millennia, and suddenly, over one and half generations, they are if not gone, they've been minimized. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-m4syOYwxiSs2430iHwkrDoHWMENPTsGhc1zJzbdSjQT1dpH1U9jRTyauFThn3poJkodvHrySVJw_6CPDD6PQ4xgEzKm9eDgrJAXkq3z3gBlcoreAD5E50VruiJVuh3IjUUQp13MeHOBPsEuktq_1J0p9Cg5fIGBt7SJhbl01rDv1zHDryKgfoTCeT8_K" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi-m4syOYwxiSs2430iHwkrDoHWMENPTsGhc1zJzbdSjQT1dpH1U9jRTyauFThn3poJkodvHrySVJw_6CPDD6PQ4xgEzKm9eDgrJAXkq3z3gBlcoreAD5E50VruiJVuh3IjUUQp13MeHOBPsEuktq_1J0p9Cg5fIGBt7SJhbl01rDv1zHDryKgfoTCeT8_K" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">But I'm not talking to children, I'm mainly talking to young adults - people in their 20's and 30's. How does this help them?</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Well, I guess, you need to find places where you can be a bit independent, take some low stakes risks, allow yourself failure. Allow yourself to feel bad, and disorganized and even chaotic, and then still do the laundry and get to work. I'm a big believe in functioning - that it leads to more functioning which leads to some better sense of self. Of course some of us over-function, but I would give them different advice but the same idea - take some manageable, low stakes risks and let yourself fail occasionally. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqe4OFhTOYNUii6fBpZqjh6gz16L9d9lkjaTDINQ4ItcbqKJW54hfm5_AsTyI9UuU_YEQBh-e4VHO6_RThDdNBeA4tDyMKhpRZGa0xQKpe2GWf7IfgAmf-ZEc4-8xrZ0oKDEOppEonqN7v28p6Kyf6ITsojhqn-SDRkCHeuPy3uIzzQDqE-AcVZLSsjm4w" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="736" data-original-width="736" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgqe4OFhTOYNUii6fBpZqjh6gz16L9d9lkjaTDINQ4ItcbqKJW54hfm5_AsTyI9UuU_YEQBh-e4VHO6_RThDdNBeA4tDyMKhpRZGa0xQKpe2GWf7IfgAmf-ZEc4-8xrZ0oKDEOppEonqN7v28p6Kyf6ITsojhqn-SDRkCHeuPy3uIzzQDqE-AcVZLSsjm4w" width="240" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I say this often - <i>don't let the perfect get in the way of the good.</i> And now I've added, <i>don't let the imperfect get in the way of the good either</i>. Just let yourself see the good around you. Once you look for it, you'll see more of it. And the virtuous circle commences... </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><a href="https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-vinyl-abstract-circle-wall-art/819881/9823493/view?epik=dj0yJnU9aXZITWFzQ21FbzR0c2NOSHhTTkRRekZHcGtkbW5GWlAmcD0wJm49U3dja2V5WnFBUy0zLUJOTE5jb3NzdyZ0PUFBQUFBR1U0b3RB" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Art by Yvon</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">n Zuback, Saatchi Art</span></a></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-53545427638310593512023-10-14T09:02:00.000-04:002023-10-14T09:02:02.016-04:00Heavy Heart<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have such a heavy heart. I was traumatized by the attack on Israel, it was diabolical and evil. And now I'm so worried for the poor people in Gaza, who are caught up between the wrath of Israel and the cruelty of Hamas. I can feel quite overwhelmed by it all. Worse, I feel powerless. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpuNN3eiVtk_qvrc7aw_z4mj8VekDEtozPKOGKfXpMJKNcXQNAC2Tno_qvR9rKp14MioqDDCq-NYPhDT5vsXyJRhsoyaOu9ltNztUllsMGMw3YvQFGUSyl1uN5Q9LUev6q07npQU25qncOhjOqzj2W3Y_RYNk6xrFVAcD0n0IsZd9dmUc_2yF1PvEHPeC/s1200/tarot%20blog%2025.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpuNN3eiVtk_qvrc7aw_z4mj8VekDEtozPKOGKfXpMJKNcXQNAC2Tno_qvR9rKp14MioqDDCq-NYPhDT5vsXyJRhsoyaOu9ltNztUllsMGMw3YvQFGUSyl1uN5Q9LUev6q07npQU25qncOhjOqzj2W3Y_RYNk6xrFVAcD0n0IsZd9dmUc_2yF1PvEHPeC/s320/tarot%20blog%2025.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">So I force myself to stop doom scrolling, and just check in once a day to get facts. Today I listened to Tibetan singing bowls, just letting the sounds ring through my body; and tonight we sat and ate ice cream at Maroubra beach, watching the dusk come in. </span></div></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6c8uPqWlBP4DXh8rNYYqiK-cXt1PAcEy3sYVuDBSnD2jhHspeZRoybx-klm9vGB5SQcnqcOIlM3RfO0F5WR53lq_KYQ-LTs5x4YJZBEqZzMzX88kBjTo0FTji3gkuNjZqyMebd33g9NW5X7w7yi9-Xim9ENmaA41HJCCrjvWxo5am0QXD6qdqW1irt8fg/s549/tarot%20blog%2026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="549" data-original-width="413" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6c8uPqWlBP4DXh8rNYYqiK-cXt1PAcEy3sYVuDBSnD2jhHspeZRoybx-klm9vGB5SQcnqcOIlM3RfO0F5WR53lq_KYQ-LTs5x4YJZBEqZzMzX88kBjTo0FTji3gkuNjZqyMebd33g9NW5X7w7yi9-Xim9ENmaA41HJCCrjvWxo5am0QXD6qdqW1irt8fg/s320/tarot%20blog%2026.jpg" width="241" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="text-align: left;">And now, that self care, just seems worse, when real horror is continuing to unfold. But I don't know what else to do. I hate it when it feels like evil is triumphing - when Russia marched into Ukraine, when girls can't walk home from parties alone lest they be raped, when people don't feel safe in their own homes, with their own families. </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">And the secret is not to look away, but to look clearly. And take what steps we can to help. </span></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.sefaria.org/Pirkei_Avot.2.15?ven=Mishnah_Yomit_by_Dr._Joshua_Kulp&lang=bi&with=all&lang2=en" target="_blank">Rabbi Tarfon wrote: the day is short, and the work is plentiful, and the laborers are indolent, and the reward is great, and the master of the house (God) is insistent. It is not your duty to finish the work, but neither can you avoid it. (from the Pirkei Avot, the Ethics of our Fathers, 2:16)</a></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3Gri9JaBmnOGFKRR2p-ZaCWS0WAJmjXnVJqPBIWnTKlgqKb0zW0ByQ0GsCeP-aYmmLuRiYQg4XYSzpcMeCa7c729olRR6hbIB5SEY8Jo810XJcfZPSZFH6YkHd0KCPXEQo2d5aPELrUxOnRlm94OCq0yNqpzWnYkseOVilqAV274EtJ9tljm0OUAfcVc/s762/tarot%20blog%2027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3Gri9JaBmnOGFKRR2p-ZaCWS0WAJmjXnVJqPBIWnTKlgqKb0zW0ByQ0GsCeP-aYmmLuRiYQg4XYSzpcMeCa7c729olRR6hbIB5SEY8Jo810XJcfZPSZFH6YkHd0KCPXEQo2d5aPELrUxOnRlm94OCq0yNqpzWnYkseOVilqAV274EtJ9tljm0OUAfcVc/s320/tarot%20blog%2027.jpg" width="237" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I love that sentiment - I don't have to finish the task, but I can't ignore it either. I must do what I can to bring light and good into the world. No more and no less. I'm not going to bring world peace, but I can bring some peace to my corner, and I try very hard to do that. And small deeds, done with great love, well that's all we have, all we can ask for really. So I am praying for peace in the middle east, and working for peace in my neck of the woods and hoping for peace for all who read this. I hope we find moments of Grace, and I hope we share them, and the darkness ebbs... </span></p><p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><br />Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-27746458111205229812023-10-04T08:41:00.000-04:002023-10-04T08:41:45.308-04:00New Mantra<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was reading somewhere (I flit though so many websites, I can never recall where I read what) and the phrase "Love people, use things" caught my eye.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj514XL_ko83-ALRXg3xVFK0oUITRYDYtQq6aPBFWNeKajd-XTsJm3TygiBD4BlGIIrHZ1uExXCyyNOy1gyMlcojHmmFvxEp8tfaMpeKqMyZ35KAfiqYpEx5pLQ4bAyeSOy6VHxPDBVIPLLuyZf1yOvlo9LnhYEsPRpSD4hjHqnfCaxWIMsQKCFvqzd1HuW/s1049/tarot%2010%20cups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1049" data-original-width="550" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj514XL_ko83-ALRXg3xVFK0oUITRYDYtQq6aPBFWNeKajd-XTsJm3TygiBD4BlGIIrHZ1uExXCyyNOy1gyMlcojHmmFvxEp8tfaMpeKqMyZ35KAfiqYpEx5pLQ4bAyeSOy6VHxPDBVIPLLuyZf1yOvlo9LnhYEsPRpSD4hjHqnfCaxWIMsQKCFvqzd1HuW/s320/tarot%2010%20cups.jpg" width="168" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">I think we get so out of shape in our Western society, when we do the opposite - love things and use people. Using people is terrible, it belittles them and us. And when work places and culture treat people as disposable, as gadgets that can be swapped in and out with no thought or compunction, that's when we get our societal ills. And when we add to that, that so many people love things - clothes, cars, money, houses, more than they love the people in their lives, that's also when everything can go wrong.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyE3mWZedaAtmMUIremvCLideAJh7LteyrQCbsRE381no7jZ4q949ykwRteBh0ejjlE9j6KOubpnfP_U7z7iS8RYxD8Y7UGOHpHZ7I_sEsi_HHwJlR1x0JL6GwNGPQjG5JNLb2omqg1yKMgtEOCFitI2OdAC_yDdsa4X4AzeM2T2dl33bR9X1yXBAOVXBH/s1059/tarot%209%20cups.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1059" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyE3mWZedaAtmMUIremvCLideAJh7LteyrQCbsRE381no7jZ4q949ykwRteBh0ejjlE9j6KOubpnfP_U7z7iS8RYxD8Y7UGOHpHZ7I_sEsi_HHwJlR1x0JL6GwNGPQjG5JNLb2omqg1yKMgtEOCFitI2OdAC_yDdsa4X4AzeM2T2dl33bR9X1yXBAOVXBH/s320/tarot%209%20cups.jpg" width="170" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div>So appreciate the things in your life, the joy of collecting, the ease of ownership. But don't love them. Love the people and animals you chose to bring into your daily life. Love people, use things. It's a great mantra.</span><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinX5UtgTgso7oUTBfz9rtrUKK7lVnK7iNie5rDDnGaqUJnCiBYkMDU5l3pWYxJjRcwtqsX3CeNWsdGTQ1esPvOslYdzmC87l6FZs1PcyQd_vf8-oqLalbArju_ixzeWqykzxKR07_NIXHPf05YcTX89OuECVmL0-Bd91efuB1LXpIQYSnbFxUwa9DXjrC4/s563/tarot%20blog%2024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="563" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinX5UtgTgso7oUTBfz9rtrUKK7lVnK7iNie5rDDnGaqUJnCiBYkMDU5l3pWYxJjRcwtqsX3CeNWsdGTQ1esPvOslYdzmC87l6FZs1PcyQd_vf8-oqLalbArju_ixzeWqykzxKR07_NIXHPf05YcTX89OuECVmL0-Bd91efuB1LXpIQYSnbFxUwa9DXjrC4/s320/tarot%20blog%2024.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">While I was looking for images for this piece, I realized that this mantra is a book title - </span><a href="https://www.theminimalists.com/lovepeopleusethings/" style="text-align: left;" target="_blank">Love People, Use Things,</a><span style="text-align: left;"> by </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e2e2e; text-align: left;">Joshua Fields Millburn and Ryan Nicodemus.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2e2e2e; text-align: left;"> I haven't read the book, but I love the title! </span></div></span></div></span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-37062912625937151362023-09-27T23:28:00.003-04:002023-09-27T23:44:36.177-04:00If the first tarot card reader doesn't say what you want to hear...<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sometimes a person will come to me, and as I give them news they don't want, they reveal that I am the third (or fourth, or for one girl, fifth!) tarot card reader they have seen recently and all of us said the same thing... but they don't want to hear it!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi8yDn7obZFveIkkilcYz4mRJABEGvc5lkWzS27SzTECpqCjBodzzKmvLI4TYV4HXWE4zRtEPa8CUqgOaygz2_OeEWkcW9-AO_be_wuqljJvAyJusuvBTl-LWoNzSzkqcjUBYDHy1DWX0dQuSY2oordKchBc_zxLy0-LyUJv56WywfnDefpS65QvMvrWj8m" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="890" data-original-width="538" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi8yDn7obZFveIkkilcYz4mRJABEGvc5lkWzS27SzTECpqCjBodzzKmvLI4TYV4HXWE4zRtEPa8CUqgOaygz2_OeEWkcW9-AO_be_wuqljJvAyJusuvBTl-LWoNzSzkqcjUBYDHy1DWX0dQuSY2oordKchBc_zxLy0-LyUJv56WywfnDefpS65QvMvrWj8m" width="145" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />A while </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">ago I had a very sweet Indian girl come to see me. She was pale with shadows under her eyes. She said that she had gotten drunk one night and said to her boyfriend that it was all too much, but by the time she figured out she wanted back in, he now wanted space.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibu5zBPywrpEEB3T5WXqfetxqZ-Lx_H4-o8a0Un1hdVD7BXWmcJyRPE1RqI88bHd9tfLmHpCZ1yS0jIc5Txzlj60ka5_VEZ_-U4wYttbG_nv_RavmU4OaJMoWsETN0u1AWFZy87HgkT-VuAa99LfGDm40U-9MyVjqp9RN7ydX1zbCIFg67eCUkGWJa1Dmg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="714" data-original-width="405" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEibu5zBPywrpEEB3T5WXqfetxqZ-Lx_H4-o8a0Un1hdVD7BXWmcJyRPE1RqI88bHd9tfLmHpCZ1yS0jIc5Txzlj60ka5_VEZ_-U4wYttbG_nv_RavmU4OaJMoWsETN0u1AWFZy87HgkT-VuAa99LfGDm40U-9MyVjqp9RN7ydX1zbCIFg67eCUkGWJa1Dmg" width="136" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">She asked if they would get back together and drew</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/11/at-worlds-end.html" target="_blank">World Reversed </a>/ <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-swords.html" target="_blank">5 swords</a> / <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/02/page-of-wands.html" target="_blank">page wands Reversed </a>/ <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/08/6-of-swords.html" target="_blank">6 swords</a></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Even if she wills it and makes a reconciliation happen, it won't last, she's riding in the wrong direction, it will end in swords (tears, pain, moving on with sorrow, a hard learning experience)</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGwc3fGSvSwWaa6Z052yXCB5HzJw-JpGWUnufQh5uTZjQqHeM_7Lo1Ca0ff8WsWSUuPJ314gEHtXXQCm9Yhywu79Q_RsBj4d8OLHEGIXUSqcQvKgryvn-aVHWQ0eco5d9MYCwGec9H9B_uU92asr0DrOEX9hdwC-qU2U2tci-MDWfkH9Ct5vmo-SKmreSz" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1049" data-original-width="550" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgGwc3fGSvSwWaa6Z052yXCB5HzJw-JpGWUnufQh5uTZjQqHeM_7Lo1Ca0ff8WsWSUuPJ314gEHtXXQCm9Yhywu79Q_RsBj4d8OLHEGIXUSqcQvKgryvn-aVHWQ0eco5d9MYCwGec9H9B_uU92asr0DrOEX9hdwC-qU2U2tci-MDWfkH9Ct5vmo-SKmreSz" width="126" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />Then she told me I was the fifth tarot card reader she had seen that month. Fifth! And all of us said the same thing, it's not going to happen, it's not going to work. But she wants to find the one who tells her it will. This is why I believe in tarot. Five total strangers, five separate decks, none of us invested in the outcome and all of us see the same thing. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">So I said to her that she will do as she wants (of course) and she doesn't have to listen to us, but she needs to listen to herself. There was something wrong in the relationship which started her drunken ramble, and she needs to find a way to resolve that. She said he was always distant and punishing (why want him at all?!? The mysteries of the heart.) And if she begs him to return, then he can continue that pattern with impunity. It's only if she backs away and puts herself first, can she give him the space to see what he's missing and if he wants to move forward. She nodded slowly. He has to have some breathing room to see what you are bringing and you have to have some breathing room to see what he brings to you too. I said words to that effect four or five times.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">And then she agreed, she would give him some space. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgApN8cyxUOx7VoCg0MNWA66t2fHRBhvha_-2fcixW8p-ozOnaC1RkNnV35KMPubs0zebXRD-d3QbA_Nwl7nOhlZT1pfSlQLt-eEXSGQ0v5A2gadgt_bxRuQ5IxcOdufG6iCnZWW_9m_sLSpPrlXwTMH56VzsgFBfP9SpM5-fi0oRdPzVmDpTYjxXOk1qyu" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgApN8cyxUOx7VoCg0MNWA66t2fHRBhvha_-2fcixW8p-ozOnaC1RkNnV35KMPubs0zebXRD-d3QbA_Nwl7nOhlZT1pfSlQLt-eEXSGQ0v5A2gadgt_bxRuQ5IxcOdufG6iCnZWW_9m_sLSpPrlXwTMH56VzsgFBfP9SpM5-fi0oRdPzVmDpTYjxXOk1qyu" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Five months later she returned telling me he was talking to her and also to another girl, what should she do. And she looked at me and started to laugh. Of course I was going to tell her to let him go. And she knew it was time. She really didn't want to, </span><a href="https://www.google.com/search?gs_ssp=eJzj4tVP1zc0TDJLNylJysowYPSSLclIVchITSwqUShPzCspVijPSCxRyITyAFYrD5I&q=the+heart+wants+what+it+wants&oq=the+heart+wants+what+&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUqBwgBEC4YgAQyCggAEAAY4wIYgAQyBwgBEC4YgAQyBggCEEUYOTIHCAMQABiABDIHCAQQABiABDIHCAUQABiABDIHCAYQABiABDIHCAcQABiABDIHCAgQLhiABDIHCAkQABiABNIBCTYwOTJqMGoxNagCALACAA&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8&si=ALGXSlYPwSt3CvCSJJW7t8_NmCsVzL_AdM4r2filQaJiNqnNJxBSgo8PWwVKE0G4uAwXUwYia5zM4CSGhp084gbpP_Rsy-lO11ZDfnJJrWxkjiumo3oqfFdVMPOD8JxdMjIHER6nD_fAwwA01c-lUtanNzeukgZN04sDhbGcgQ9n7Q5Zjjw-0Ztwh4rDuzDlST0XcLsMMOM7ijCQEW5hL5M_MgsWmi2FlfAvHoX2JN7rYEDtPiIqkn0Cf4-DIwaY8fYKFnGWbESXsHdbTFZCIjhBSqOCEYU9OnctVcCddjOpMU4e7CsNkPA80FOCeCn7bItLwQVYiV7ObeRrsuge3d44gLZmYnixSUdAgSYDB9EX9Fj6QOCQiQyWLpZu2tVtCfdf1bTcCo43RgaP7WRQTTmyj3U7dRErEnhZbyQ87qDUFSeAQOt3MLmcOOGZYdu2AHvXuDYxENy0R7VBGMz1Q9p0Zn6OcAIPhUF518lg1NIoHNOIlW1wZOc5nI20Pe_0ahvzVHiAujidtn7qygnLZ-OpbKE8-xGgQxtbPSZ_uh1iaV759_VU0eR35MnGeguTFGV-hrSm0eGmOrjlghFAV9zq0Vg32dliDZMvTn6fiezLFVUHnjup8bJk5SIZW30hlwQKlcT68WvejGdDPzmg6yK0AVG7Bnl4Sa3uyXktKNNSKR_D3fJuNt6E1NRpdAV_--5khShQMAnHK1tw71JyDQK9a3oktMoM7r3zCnmbaQnIUIRA6ZVMkIIj8tWY7-J9bx-KjsNP89CxaofQ1taj-zvK7-HkVmV8eH6MSZZntVR9sy7bgCohjiSsdhE-yqz9w_GSSudDpKL-ucXXPkfBJ5t6dDU6NS5ajyFFi2kwxG1rTE8YvhS4Ub2diccIHK5G992CTJMmiv6tx8yFSrmS5_1emS-qt1u3hCj5WTyr-a47AiYEX2-YmMh9QNbMKFlmsq29Y1Ki0QP_oOVpb2lwpZ69uHry_3CCsiF1FLfh9jvRC6IAlDf455tbuJv-8Cnn3i-d18VgbrNSnczj5V175dEFCd1DawgW2fZSDiJVuFjI6l_CLCHaIsmhrEpAq74-RmDQGE5H4l4JGGkkJM_ANoiNDrzSTQMEUoghKHDFQIeQW929bXRumc63DPfRkBc96zW801xvwAv_IlY3vtsiG42W0aF3VULGyg426JtA6-kTsoVMTpTPqIYps2PSO0OplvU9Xm1L1S6zgMqBw5gMmQv8WDBSiB0t2sTUWgGo5-VWvDQi90vYB1L2YcjzGQC1IQWzRz51pJ9nC595q_GWz-X2DI0jDKHIg16yeN-9nRaWOZwRJtjYVzjJRxi7VQqNeeo5wGrKvJ7ElcbDbfFMuhzwsvM6UMTlb6_fHcXow_5z9NX-gIggnWgKzqeb_kQ_XXsuZ86hykbiAfhgQPbh8HLgw2CxHWMBktHr-VgnSo8laXV0PLM5B4scgavMHbk73H98dl1V3ybME2dINKXXYe-TqTItQofDjDbWhEL0AV_mFXyjCD5-4HXdBoNY04F-TrB8Aa3lDd47Rf7MSTe6DAoacBKHkmdNQ_syYcN5PUNt6RItMMudu8ijrpEJffbAc-zMmhkYpZiFPGeL8v5aykItOln0ilO0bSo-Xo6HOqs521rUpQYCgPodRgkbb9lBxlk_9r1splUYnGUikVe88tofXsfIrf_aa2GiYDK1q1S6TmAC26VTKeAPYa7T-C5Tm6c_kO0YN4CFHVkSw2lt7uKt3Y2Mz6VLAXbCUpxw_rhpGPBpyes2Y_sVvoD3TiF0eeckQFkLeYADwGbuPWJM25C_zsyUDBClbx35gpp63Z-NE5yUcNkpUaR9DcxI2Tk_DWEjIrTi3wJtZv7zlvthfOf2whB-OwfodBWdx2yuCyfiCeXVY6b29QZ6Y9h0ZXK9ma7Bmc9UR6PR_EzBcUwqA5zY8u5cfrcTG5rsR1It9ylFtNQtzTt8KjBIiHZeXuy_00Ae9sBDAlIuvWtM_5Rs2ZIJk1yQedxK2rDnUEXEDLNNOHZU8FZt84HWOwiHzVX36_HC65RnoUC7gQyG2RQlnJE511UuU2t_QIWfHX30hCe07NSiZOecBTwK3M6-KFW7z0gfgb8bwI_lyHfI0gmylj-qetZ8EKXIA9olEQpvSYFLdWk9gExya2Q5yHAF1HkUfBVhwVu9ltKM&ictx=1&ved=2ahUKEwjA5cDXrMyBAxW3sVYBHSwuBAoQyNoBKAB6BAgREAA" style="font-family: verdana;" target="_blank">the heart wants what the heart wants,</a><span style="font-family: verdana;"> as the song goes. But you can't will another person to want you back, you can only torture yourself over it, until you are tired of the torture. After 5 months, she was starting to tire of the torture. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyadU5x04bHCTR107QBkf-1NHQop2eU61JqfNRnK8UKE87sToWIL_0VJKTJEW0pOspuRGhb9OObyhL4GgxyLybsL4QQy3O3ebSq6q2ao1aOy_Tqw8OHGOsP-RL81Cuxd65vBenPn9uw-IzLZSGsva0jQqKzOU55_M7yM8i3L6cw_zPI7mXpB48UUhLghrY" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="958" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyadU5x04bHCTR107QBkf-1NHQop2eU61JqfNRnK8UKE87sToWIL_0VJKTJEW0pOspuRGhb9OObyhL4GgxyLybsL4QQy3O3ebSq6q2ao1aOy_Tqw8OHGOsP-RL81Cuxd65vBenPn9uw-IzLZSGsva0jQqKzOU55_M7yM8i3L6cw_zPI7mXpB48UUhLghrY" width="141" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Two years later she came to ask me about another boy altogether. The cards were much happier with him and we both sighed with relief. I haven't seen her again. I can only hope they are still together. </span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-52042068074583660322023-09-20T03:21:00.003-04:002023-09-20T03:31:25.622-04:00The Hermit<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-it-alone.html" target="_blank">The hermit </a>is always a tricky card. Some people really don't like the idea of it - off on your own and introspecting, a hermit hiding in a cave. And the Rider Waite image can be a bit off putting</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA9BpY9Jj8T72U7gLBeyG-vrZsBtYYhDbGtWXBw3HeTkVV_6a1hMxigDZoVL3XGkM23oMc8RikXiavxrfyu7O5hs-rHeTtcIrxN_koPjHWclgOYAgMwFTQrMFtYsNCpWpK9TKLT7AfpxbGuEGHuuo7dlue0RAOLu-KVrIrJZ_64Go4JbBzHkbNMOj_aFh0/s600/hermit%20RW.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="350" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA9BpY9Jj8T72U7gLBeyG-vrZsBtYYhDbGtWXBw3HeTkVV_6a1hMxigDZoVL3XGkM23oMc8RikXiavxrfyu7O5hs-rHeTtcIrxN_koPjHWclgOYAgMwFTQrMFtYsNCpWpK9TKLT7AfpxbGuEGHuuo7dlue0RAOLu-KVrIrJZ_64Go4JbBzHkbNMOj_aFh0/s320/hermit%20RW.gif" width="187" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">But I try to sway them to it - he's not passively waiting for answers to come to him, he is actively looking, bringing illumination to dark corners. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">By chance I came across this card - </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrk1HH0e12JY3-6qaaaWfEINgyPwqzGNU0niQwGzim63C7WprL7UduwjnD_9ifnMYOzpcXZCPGtVZ-FdVPrtx0_KC_LPY10WXoudzZFacGozFKQQcY-qYfMFTGx-8R96sZUqijFG6acK6CAuCC9goZ90oEHo17XY7121esNu4ZIsMROpBM4quzYZo3JzX/s950/tarot%20hermit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="950" data-original-width="563" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrk1HH0e12JY3-6qaaaWfEINgyPwqzGNU0niQwGzim63C7WprL7UduwjnD_9ifnMYOzpcXZCPGtVZ-FdVPrtx0_KC_LPY10WXoudzZFacGozFKQQcY-qYfMFTGx-8R96sZUqijFG6acK6CAuCC9goZ90oEHo17XY7121esNu4ZIsMROpBM4quzYZo3JzX/s320/tarot%20hermit.jpg" width="190" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p>And I just love it! Such a beautiful, feminine and easy to read version of the Hermit. There she is, having walked into the woods, built herself a fire, and is now finding enlightenment, clarity, power in a very feminine witchy way. This is the work of<a href="https://deborahblakeauthor.com/books/non-fiction/the-everyday-witch-tarot-deck/" target="_blank"> Deborah Blake, and her Everyday Witch Tarot</a></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">This is why I keep looking for tarot cards. Sooner or later, the perfect one that just explains everything for me, just appears. </span></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-31447029395348165902023-09-10T03:16:00.001-04:002023-09-10T08:17:23.074-04:00outcomes<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiEOIxIe1dHl_5Kqws64F84Oma3xpgybMkD7mfVyQN7DYKWMyJqyv7nYGQBnl_Fodk5tXd3zAiobP5Df5vfE1Y7O473MzRS27y5zVfxBA2_MVjqqqquEwScYSBQk7ZOkVBEwf-2K-uRlIKdpO4ia1zW_ZgKoPX4HXPkwd2IyznXb_KO7dubvN0nUNWk-_M/s525/10%20swords%20rw.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiEOIxIe1dHl_5Kqws64F84Oma3xpgybMkD7mfVyQN7DYKWMyJqyv7nYGQBnl_Fodk5tXd3zAiobP5Df5vfE1Y7O473MzRS27y5zVfxBA2_MVjqqqquEwScYSBQk7ZOkVBEwf-2K-uRlIKdpO4ia1zW_ZgKoPX4HXPkwd2IyznXb_KO7dubvN0nUNWk-_M/s320/10%20swords%20rw.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">I did a tarot reading for a woman recently, and her possible outcome was the <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/09/10-of-swords.html" target="_blank">10 of swords</a>. No need to be a tarot reader to understand that card - it's more than one sword in the back, it's despair and fear. It's paralysis. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6SrS_P8CzqTqm_eT637mdZsaEb0iqT9Wf3bdSw2QMrtLWhpvlHGMFFLKjvmOPBg_MVSW0RvPHB6h0CrEywKxcClLO34C0vZWEKnT1kBiM-IjTnfyoAiiTyD-bP1wzagzy-J4ud2yyX2cExThrGJCE2Fj81amTIGgTvuVMsXZMdFN93akrsBKdmmcyyzv/s528/9%20wands%20rw.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="528" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6SrS_P8CzqTqm_eT637mdZsaEb0iqT9Wf3bdSw2QMrtLWhpvlHGMFFLKjvmOPBg_MVSW0RvPHB6h0CrEywKxcClLO34C0vZWEKnT1kBiM-IjTnfyoAiiTyD-bP1wzagzy-J4ud2yyX2cExThrGJCE2Fj81amTIGgTvuVMsXZMdFN93akrsBKdmmcyyzv/s320/9%20wands%20rw.jpg" width="182" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p>But when she asked about how she would do, if she separated from her husband, she drew the <a href="https://tribecatarotreader.blogspot.com/2010/02/nine-of-wands.html" target="_blank">9 of wands</a>. Sure, there is a struggle and a battle. She has a bandage on her head. But she is standing upright, ready to protect, ready to defend and fully capable. And it's wands, energy, not swords, a knife thrust. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEge_q1_oZlh3AcpSyASIhUBw-xj33b04AcO4psDb3knU1CqCImkAGmefxzJaYyXuKqQuzmgtCeKvEBx4kqUeVakAYwdUDWfbIgQb-vFPDf07_C7ToXl_rLRAVzfQnvjB42eYexr3RfvOHIEK6H80t-xO7QUEH6de1KxwF7tSNhoW4S0SPWR117HGU7Y9MBb" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="413" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEge_q1_oZlh3AcpSyASIhUBw-xj33b04AcO4psDb3knU1CqCImkAGmefxzJaYyXuKqQuzmgtCeKvEBx4kqUeVakAYwdUDWfbIgQb-vFPDf07_C7ToXl_rLRAVzfQnvjB42eYexr3RfvOHIEK6H80t-xO7QUEH6de1KxwF7tSNhoW4S0SPWR117HGU7Y9MBb" width="139" /></a></div><br />And I said to her, the 10 of swords is her fear, which keeps her passive and paralyzed. But the 9 of wands is how she feels once she takes action, once she moves on. And she gave a huge sigh, she can do it. It will be okay, she will survive it, and she won't have any knives in her back, she's stronger than that and can defend herself. Her homework was to scroll the web and <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/search/pins/?q=9%20wands%20tarot&rs=typed" target="_blank">find a version of the 9 of wands</a> that really speaks to her, and keep it close - either as front page of her phone/computer, or printed out by her desk - somewhere where she sees it daily, and let that energy carry her. <p></p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It was a good reading. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn2719Z_DQIN_VmXNJS7T9zS-SmabF5ibxr8euOdvfPbmhCp-xW5N_swKhp2G7KdTtmGIwDcw_uIyU4ib_Vmd8HACh1hyXxFDK9d4L7Y1wsiQeFz9AIQvq_JqbIQM_T3A_Oo_mdZwfeDHHfoLRBjT9WWXiv52F_U-DAP_lBRFkvfa8LuzTBAtr2cKLtuOL" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn2719Z_DQIN_VmXNJS7T9zS-SmabF5ibxr8euOdvfPbmhCp-xW5N_swKhp2G7KdTtmGIwDcw_uIyU4ib_Vmd8HACh1hyXxFDK9d4L7Y1wsiQeFz9AIQvq_JqbIQM_T3A_Oo_mdZwfeDHHfoLRBjT9WWXiv52F_U-DAP_lBRFkvfa8LuzTBAtr2cKLtuOL" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgE6gsqgUoEUDxZ3gqTKsQ_LFsWziPJjdXbKNEy7wqKFuz3cHt4ivPF4eqZp4isA665kaz3I92p9wA_RUVu6NEZAMBZMPeKChau025UYHrbS7y2_wI08Re2NhWDkU8hC3vnnr6FIJQq5xr4PeNGCkh2Yda2jj77y-gCGfAFGARowDiQbSzSSZePsUwWVmbP" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="923" data-original-width="551" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgE6gsqgUoEUDxZ3gqTKsQ_LFsWziPJjdXbKNEy7wqKFuz3cHt4ivPF4eqZp4isA665kaz3I92p9wA_RUVu6NEZAMBZMPeKChau025UYHrbS7y2_wI08Re2NhWDkU8hC3vnnr6FIJQq5xr4PeNGCkh2Yda2jj77y-gCGfAFGARowDiQbSzSSZePsUwWVmbP" width="143" /></a></div><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-35451377460869458782023-09-03T07:35:00.002-04:002023-09-03T07:35:58.327-04:00Weak Ties<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsYO8DUsb5RvCei6czXudcDGpZxSLE9qf9z1kUzPL2uMKXuJT4g4RBVQIkNkJ6eeCc0JBnUkVrrKqRc47JG43_7aDnyLY0VEVvADX7NK03hIQGbu6yiR_Lk2WcLQLCmR80yD_qrUG-MsesLV8IOBlpn1nnOvVGH47ehubm8pvS5L7pTp88pLrF2i8sA-OD" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="766" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgsYO8DUsb5RvCei6czXudcDGpZxSLE9qf9z1kUzPL2uMKXuJT4g4RBVQIkNkJ6eeCc0JBnUkVrrKqRc47JG43_7aDnyLY0VEVvADX7NK03hIQGbu6yiR_Lk2WcLQLCmR80yD_qrUG-MsesLV8IOBlpn1nnOvVGH47ehubm8pvS5L7pTp88pLrF2i8sA-OD" width="177" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I read an article in the </span><a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2023/08/11/well/become-a-regular-loneliness.html" style="font-family: verdana;" target="_blank">New York Times about how becoming a regular at a café can help lessen a sense of isolation</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">. When I first moved to New York, I knew my husband, who was working 60-80 hours a week, and my son, who was 4 years old. It was just after 9/11 and the streets of Tribeca were relatively empty at the time. I tramped all over them with my 4 year old in tow, getting to know the faces that I passed regularly. One day I walked by a restaurant I hadn't ever been to, and the workers there wanted to know where my son was, they were used to seeing the two of us together. A small interaction like that can make you feel so happy, so much more connected. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiD5LPxoRenouYga12zjSb7VRkzeOdIhKZFWCYrRWRXHiOy_X80Zdk-L1EbTRsEOcsfnB2HYO1E8z7reqCApra7LChgn8P6vGvsBF2EafcO70i1GfckKNNsIqym_yKcLp1jrqdEoLaqyI9RIbtggXOzBYhJ8qSw3Z-6OMMNLwO5D-RYzeMo-rG5cBMvNIde" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="1000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiD5LPxoRenouYga12zjSb7VRkzeOdIhKZFWCYrRWRXHiOy_X80Zdk-L1EbTRsEOcsfnB2HYO1E8z7reqCApra7LChgn8P6vGvsBF2EafcO70i1GfckKNNsIqym_yKcLp1jrqdEoLaqyI9RIbtggXOzBYhJ8qSw3Z-6OMMNLwO5D-RYzeMo-rG5cBMvNIde" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I became very active in my son's school and was often speaking to large groups of parents, so when I walked the streets of Tribeca people often smiled or stopped for a quick chat. It made one of the busiest cities in the world feel like a warm and friendly village to me, and that definitely helped! </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyTRv_B5tJdqkXyYW-ygacNeLgDnr9XoGJgJLJ8s3-gSXn-Ns4C7AK4XbzC9a8x-clB6P0Rc_2y2V1YCaODrCerDPMkH5iDvv3KxJz66Yix4MaqJh5uPMcpQS_iUZ0Gh93aT_o6VXdqfkP36aRJj8tqjnHjf5wcixZTS7LesYzpNHNYqTm0V8kO59Bq3fx" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjyTRv_B5tJdqkXyYW-ygacNeLgDnr9XoGJgJLJ8s3-gSXn-Ns4C7AK4XbzC9a8x-clB6P0Rc_2y2V1YCaODrCerDPMkH5iDvv3KxJz66Yix4MaqJh5uPMcpQS_iUZ0Gh93aT_o6VXdqfkP36aRJj8tqjnHjf5wcixZTS7LesYzpNHNYqTm0V8kO59Bq3fx" width="160" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Though these connections are not strong or essential, so</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> sociologists call them 'weak ties', they are still very important. When the guy at the counter knows your order, when the florist smiles at you and says you always love the gardenias, when the small conversations anchor you, let them! And notice the small interactions people have with you, so you can be part of their web too. </span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-62555426579079092102023-08-26T09:35:00.000-04:002023-08-26T09:35:14.089-04:00Self Talk<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5jBDpFspOuGVB2p6tUc00cX41lszHe6y_Eagu6vHOj_D15RmmZRSiOUPp4Wv3rMVfCCXhZARVpKMBW-nxKw8auURr9eqZw-vMRwwOJxibVp301JLluG3ihFmjUrk9Fi_6vLO244h3znDiZ3aoxUljqPMniC_web3gVHZuRFQ-FC7hO0Hdq14hu_mf9yOK" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="391" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5jBDpFspOuGVB2p6tUc00cX41lszHe6y_Eagu6vHOj_D15RmmZRSiOUPp4Wv3rMVfCCXhZARVpKMBW-nxKw8auURr9eqZw-vMRwwOJxibVp301JLluG3ihFmjUrk9Fi_6vLO244h3znDiZ3aoxUljqPMniC_web3gVHZuRFQ-FC7hO0Hdq14hu_mf9yOK" width="130" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have a friend who always calls herself an idiot - I'm such an idiot, she says, easily and often. And finally I said, I can't let you talk about my good friend like that! I won't hear it, and it's not true. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj5EimhXET-hv11_ZUnV0mEpoit477EWVOxwEK0NEpq5Tt1iK-m5_09rakBsB-NwKNEbkBKLDH6OatYoNkLYq9WXL-cvvaxKCUh01eXVW5lUqYfCt-Y-LyAGSxY-561YTqUp4XzbUKsjDPcvuXGouKgTc8BlqfOYY7hFkyTOZLaMo_OA6BfHeSGDePve5X7" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="734" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj5EimhXET-hv11_ZUnV0mEpoit477EWVOxwEK0NEpq5Tt1iK-m5_09rakBsB-NwKNEbkBKLDH6OatYoNkLYq9WXL-cvvaxKCUh01eXVW5lUqYfCt-Y-LyAGSxY-561YTqUp4XzbUKsjDPcvuXGouKgTc8BlqfOYY7hFkyTOZLaMo_OA6BfHeSGDePve5X7" width="184" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">And she smiled at me. You're right, you're right. And I know her self talk is entrenched and continues when I'm not there, but when I am there, she tries to speak more nicely about herself... and isn't that a good thing!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg_Y-WzWM7H3thiYPXT-S1cwuzuBeC6x4IVZtsK3ZjCySbYZ22DdqMQ9H-xYfVzUolEOVdA61RIprjXv67ibg8bvjsqArlClg16pvWQkT_plEei9EnPvoynYfDeuYOMifdBocyDtY6xl21hfa0IioTZre4wuNx2Mt_g9Cmrlc0VWi7n0rF6O6ZqHd8VXU_I" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg_Y-WzWM7H3thiYPXT-S1cwuzuBeC6x4IVZtsK3ZjCySbYZ22DdqMQ9H-xYfVzUolEOVdA61RIprjXv67ibg8bvjsqArlClg16pvWQkT_plEei9EnPvoynYfDeuYOMifdBocyDtY6xl21hfa0IioTZre4wuNx2Mt_g9Cmrlc0VWi7n0rF6O6ZqHd8VXU_I" width="189" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">So watch how you talk to yourself. And don't go badmouthing yourself! Self talk matters. </span><p></p>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536196695676913552.post-50132269358151316772023-08-17T06:26:00.002-04:002024-03-03T01:00:18.594-05:00The parable of the Wolf<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3O54kH2vvpOoQa7FgonAfXDcjPtNVoQ6A6lmtRusbFye-8vYOQEafxnBQpeRVsI7ZFo2J-gVSV5ljQcfLajc75TkT-NWF7H2Rlfg_PpyN_va7bRDpq5dMzrzZ3veqe-m8VI2WBv_okWrY3o6mS7W9QAdYVsM2JxBeOA5-fPMKD6LpMrxef8OJDmXjpBac" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3O54kH2vvpOoQa7FgonAfXDcjPtNVoQ6A6lmtRusbFye-8vYOQEafxnBQpeRVsI7ZFo2J-gVSV5ljQcfLajc75TkT-NWF7H2Rlfg_PpyN_va7bRDpq5dMzrzZ3veqe-m8VI2WBv_okWrY3o6mS7W9QAdYVsM2JxBeOA5-fPMKD6LpMrxef8OJDmXjpBac" width="192" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I've read this in numerous variations but it always resonates...</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">A young boy sat with his grandfather who told him, in you, and in everyone, there are two wolves fighting. One wolf is good - he is honorable, and kind and seeks wisdom and justice. The other wolf is bad, he is vengeful, cruel and angry and wants power.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Which one wins? asks the boy.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">The one that you feed, he replies.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjz_iaFHyRMMfq668ttOWYjwu2Y5o5dThcNNRtKx9l5zzuu9V3-7Swx0-g4XZESKJ4yBzKKvgWqi-roG0fBfeThRk1uGqKCm1axIHnHh_uscg3Jwaz8xCIfMtZmoXY2mPTW3IPXPHHNqLTEbb2i0CoIsOUUBLzpedSW8jjop8kUhN_LSwKi0SCYNuNMfIko" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="961" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjz_iaFHyRMMfq668ttOWYjwu2Y5o5dThcNNRtKx9l5zzuu9V3-7Swx0-g4XZESKJ4yBzKKvgWqi-roG0fBfeThRk1uGqKCm1axIHnHh_uscg3Jwaz8xCIfMtZmoXY2mPTW3IPXPHHNqLTEbb2i0CoIsOUUBLzpedSW8jjop8kUhN_LSwKi0SCYNuNMfIko" width="141" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I love that answer. It explains everything. Firstly, that all of us have these two wolves - don't feel bad or shame that you have an angry cruel wolf inside. But secondly, you can do something about it. And that is, don't feed it! Give your energy and your time to the honorable kind wolf, and that is the self that will win... </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrR7IMjVnoPL_RSiL4MlM8iE5W64CMgjY3wfXGZvpwCsR8-YFhXt_kCeg6c9J5gjKo-cOhuaNiogvpieJ3AuuJzal7mr2Az-QNyxg8Q1ToTzzSpw1vahvhNQVjhMOdvGAUnl02rDcFjhiC-MjY-iYhqnRWEqiwf98zz5EvKTCgzyfyKoYuE_2tGyqnrWz3" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="409" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrR7IMjVnoPL_RSiL4MlM8iE5W64CMgjY3wfXGZvpwCsR8-YFhXt_kCeg6c9J5gjKo-cOhuaNiogvpieJ3AuuJzal7mr2Az-QNyxg8Q1ToTzzSpw1vahvhNQVjhMOdvGAUnl02rDcFjhiC-MjY-iYhqnRWEqiwf98zz5EvKTCgzyfyKoYuE_2tGyqnrWz3" width="109" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">It's always such a good question to ask yourself - which wolf am I feeding right now?</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have to update this because I read the funniest meme: - </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNqQ0UYLILaG-GcB6whaIdm0AePp8L7YGEIKwc8aQwKSi0v9Mj8gVpHyaZ10rpMxdSYS1DpuQeLF0iMZHbnMT5vENzjPAPSKIU_QPxBTCYAuAOIuXqVdGjc9ib7vW5fsdjgNrj1Y20il5C2pa_dYbiFzj68tpJIvAAFsTtmxtirP1b7Re4AD0zGjzG7bHn" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="772" data-original-width="960" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhNqQ0UYLILaG-GcB6whaIdm0AePp8L7YGEIKwc8aQwKSi0v9Mj8gVpHyaZ10rpMxdSYS1DpuQeLF0iMZHbnMT5vENzjPAPSKIU_QPxBTCYAuAOIuXqVdGjc9ib7vW5fsdjgNrj1Y20il5C2pa_dYbiFzj68tpJIvAAFsTtmxtirP1b7Re4AD0zGjzG7bHn" width="298" /></a></div><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I definitely have both dragons inside of me! And I love museums and museum gift shops. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span><p></p></div>Liathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07215966179125365002noreply@blogger.com0