A Pendulum Prediction: Tunnel Vision

Depiction of Hannibal and his army crossing th...
Depiction of Hannibal and his army crossing the Alps during the Second Punic War. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I recently returned from an overseas family vacation driving in Europe, marginally more relaxing than crossing the Alps with Hannibal. OK, it was intense, but let’s keep a sense of proportion. It was nothing like marching with Hannibal. I had scrambled eggs for breakfast every day, once with chopped chives. The sun shone all week. It was instructive, it made a change, and my husband, Il Matrimonio, was in seventh heaven; king of the road in his lovely new black shiny car that he, ahem, loves.

Below we have the The Chariot card from The Gilded Tarot, representing progress, teamwork, ambition, and literally, a vehicle. Image by kind permission of Ciro Marchetti.

chariot card gilded

Yes, it was Chariot time. What else could one do, but belt up, pray not to need the loo in a hurry; no joke if you’re having to use a wheelchair for any reason, and look and learn?

There was plenty to see; Reims Cathedral, the snowy summit of the Eiger, the battlefields of Ypres. No goats in Switzerland. Perhaps because it was still hot, they were still up on the high pastures. No ghosts in Ypres, or in Polygon Wood, where Kiwis, Aussies and Brits lie, all brothers together, though I wouldn’t have been surprised to have seen one, standing waist high in the tall green fields.

No risk of mal- de- mer, we had gone through the Channel Tunnel. Quick and easy, no fuss,  sitting, working up our best French, and in some cases, spoof French, to be spat out 25 minutes in La Belle France.

The course of the Channel Tunnel (English).
The course of the Channel Tunnel (English). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

On the return trip, however, there occurred a minor delay. We had made the crossing. The train had slowed right down. We’d had the announcements thanking us for travelling Euro-Tunnel, and were doing up our seat-belts ready to stop and drive off, when abruptly the train stopped, the lights went out and we were trapped in the dark in the belly of this vast tin-can underwater snake.

We heard announcements and apologies to the effect that power had been lost, preventing us from reaching the platform at Ashford, but hopefully it wouldn’t be long before power was restored.

How long would it be, I wondered? My tarot cards were in my suitcase, but I had my pendulum in my handbag. I held the pendulum, suspending it over my lap and asked, ‘how long till we move? Will it be 5 minutes?’

The pendulum dithered, then began to move in a circle, anti-clockwise. For me, that always means ‘no.’

It wasn’t the answer I was hoping for. So what. That’s the risk in consulting oracles.

‘How long till we move?’ I asked again. ‘Will it be 10 minutes?’ The pendulum hesitated, then began to swing clockwise. For me, that always means yes.

‘Only ten more minutes, with any luck,’ I said to Il Matrimonio, as he sat, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, in-between kissing it, or wishing he could.

‘Are we there, yet?’ the teen piped up, stirring it from the back of the car.

Il Matrimonio glanced at his watch, to monitor the prediction, and this is why I am able to tell you, the lights came back on, the power was back, and the train began to move, 9 minutes and 50 seconds later.

Anyone can learn to dowse. It’s not magic. OK, it is. It’s everyday human magic. You won’t always get it right. I don’t, but it’s one of those things you get better at with practice.

There are lots of books on the subject, and plenty of how-to articles on-line. No need to spend money to mobilize this magic. You don’t even need to buy a pendulum. You can use a ring on a string, or even a threaded needle, stuck into a cork. You need a cord or string for there to be that crucial swing, when gravity gets hold of the body twitch, when it comes, that’s the answer needing translation, the non-verbal reply coming from your central nervous system.

What you need to do is decide in advance what movement shall mean ‘yes’, what movement shall mean ‘no’, and what shall represent ‘don’t know’, or ‘ask again later.’

Then ask your question, relax, and trust yourself. Learning to trust yourself, that’s the hardest thing you have to teach yourself, if it doesn’t come naturally. It is the challenge in learning Tarot, it is the challenge in using the insights provided by dreams. It is the challenge in learning to believe yourself, and not beat yourself up when you take an instant ‘unfair’ like or dislike to someone or something. Have you ever felt like that and reasoned yourself out of it, only to come full circle?

Your first feeling is the one to trust. It can save much time, energy, heartache, or even money.

You know more than you know you know. Why don’t they teach this in school?

Tunnel

The use of divinatory tools is largely a means of silencing the counter-arguments of the know-it-all front brain. The conscious attention goes to the tool, creating a tiny oasis of stillness in which to more easily connect with the silent voice of the body’s primary intelligence; instinct.

It trumps tunnel vision, any time. Unless, perhaps, it’s a vision in a tunnel.

Until next time 🙂

On Father’s Day, The Tarot’s Emperor.

On Father’s Day, The Tarot reflects on The Emperor…

Emp legacy divine

The Tarot’s Emperor  flags up the spirit of Aries, the Ram, first fiery sign of the Zodiac, and with it the image of the Patriarch, for good or ill.

If you ask ‘when?’ and I draw this card, the event in question is likely to occur late March-late April.

The Emperor is in many ways, the opposite number of The Hermit, who is ruled by Virgo and walks alone. The Hermit has learned many things, understands many things, and will shine a light for others. But the Hermit  walks the quieter paths in life, and has to be sought out while The Emperor feels perhaps even more alone in the midst of noise and action.

hermit legacy

Images by kind permission of Ciro Marchetti: The Gilded Tarot: Llewellyn.

A woman can be represented by The Emperor card. Male or female, you could be the Emperor yourself,  for example, in your role as a business owner, or as a manager, or police officer or in many other roles.

In an abstract sense this is a card of ‘rendering unto Caesar.’  But Emperors themselves owe duty. Emperors can be brought down. The regalia of power is in token of service. There is no loyalty without reciprocity.

In a reading, it is likely to be turning the conversation to a senior male figure in your life; a father or grandfather, a husband, and often he is older than you, maybe an employer. Occupationally, The Emperor may be a police officer, a military man or woman,  or a worker in the Civil Service or judiciary.

The appearance of this card has several times alerted me to the fact I am sitting with an off-duty police officer, whether male or female. Once it showed me a judge. A terrified mother visiting family in the UK but living in the US asked me to look and see what a judge  in the US was going to say about a case against her son, charged with sexual assault.

I warned her in strong terms, not to rely upon any reading, that I could get it completely wrong. But she wanted to know the worst I could see, to help herself prepare to support her son and his family, whatever the outcome. It had taken a heavy toll and the son had become very depressed waiting for the hearing, had been suspended from his job because he was a teacher of minors, and had attempted suicide.

I drew The Emperor and Justice and felt she would like this judge, and be greatly relieved by the outcome and told her so, and at the very moment I did so, three greetings cards displayed on the top shelf of a tall bookcase at the far end of the room, flew out mid-air and fluttered to the floor. A draught, obviously, but I could not discount the possibility of psychokinesis, given her acutely worried state.

Psychokinesis is not a dead spirit, nor is it a psychic power in my observation, just as a poltergeist is neither of these things, but is a stray effect or function or dysfunction of the living body’s electrical field, and is spontaneous and involuntary, even if odd, weird or occasionally alarming.

It was many months before I learned the outcome from the lady’s relatives in the UK. The judge had thrown out the case, saying, and these were his actual words apparently, ‘what a crock of sh*t.’

Impersonally, the card signifies government and large corporations organisations,  the Armed Forces, the Law, and global or government organisations.  If you are job-hunting and this card comes up, you are likely to find work before long, no matter who the prospective employer may be, while if you have specifically applied to an organisation of this kind, your application looks likely to succeed.

English: Modern bronze statue of Julius Caesar...
English: Modern bronze statue of Julius Caesar, Rimini, Italy. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Emperor in real life gets many a bad rap. Many a drubbing. Often well deserved.

The Emperor in his negative aspect is a tyrant or a coward, a bully or a petty pedant. A human monster even.

The ambition of Emperors have over and over again been catastrophic for the peace and happiness of their fellow humans.

Marcus Antonius:
And Caesar’s spirit, raging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.

Julius Caesar Act 3, scene 1, 270-275

But today we think of him at his very best, in his highest, greatest guise.

He is a chevalier, a sheltering tree, Rule with compassion, defender of the small and weak. He is the ardent lover. He is the one who will fight and die if that is what it takes, to defend his home and his people. Children and animals are drawn to him, and he is ready to run and play with them, play like a child. He still knows how.

Birds nesting in his branches, will feel themselves secure. He represents the path of reason and fair play and is ready to uphold it by word and deed.

He is active in creating order, fixing, mending, making, inventing, reining in his strength at times, exercising it at others so that order prevails, and not everyone gets splattered with the filth of chaos.

Compassion in action, and not just fine words demands courage, nerve and know-how. For compassion of deed and not just words, you have to look to the strong man or woman.

In all the light and shade of his complexity, The Emperor represents ‘our’ own menfolk, the ones we befriend, honour, love, respect and appreciate. When not ready to ding them with a saucepan.

Red earth of Adam.

Fathers or not,  all men are sons of ‘red earth’, born to strive, to quest, to come home and rest, to see and not to say all that he sees, trusting few with his thoughts or his deepest fears, un-throned Emperors, every one.

harold

Harold

Betrayed by his brother

Begged wait by his mother

Echoes shrined in thread

A king still speaks

Of ships on shingle

A field forever

Shadowed

Running red.

KE Hazeldine 2017