A Result and a Requiem: The Nine of Hearts and Three of Spades

I had a strange night night before last, on Friday night. Il Matrimonio came trotting into the room about 9 PM and said, ‘Tomorrow night, Liverpool or Spurs? Which is it? Quick!’

I was irritable at the word ‘quick,’ because this stuff is not like using a coffee machine.

I don’t know what is going to happen any more than he does.

I have to look and think. It’s not like I’m a…….

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He might as well have snapped his fingers.

‘I don’t *effing* know!’ I said, as he ran out again, not waiting for a further answer, either because he took me at my word, and bore no grudge (highly likely) and/or, he knew I would look, and meanwhile he was missing out on something more interesting elsewhere as I reached for my playing cards.

Next time he came in, I said I thought Liverpool to win.

Why?

I laid out 2 lines of 5 cards asking an open question each time:

‘How will Liverpool do tomorrow against Spurs?’

‘How will Spurs do tomorrow against Liverpool?’

Both teams drew 3 red cards and 2 black cards, 3 yeses and 2 nos, giving them the same chance of winning, according to the most basic rule of interpreting ‘The Line of 5’ as it is prosaically called in cartomancy.

Both lines of 5 ended with a black suit card (meaning a no)

Samey, samey, this did not look like a dramatic match.

But Liverpool’s final black card (10 Clubs) was more positive than Spurs final black card (6 Spades).

Plus, aha, a means of teasing this out, one of Liverpool’s red suit cards was the 9 Hearts

This is the wishes card. Wishes granted. Happy times.

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Therefore I decided I thought it was Liverpool to win.

But then – I don’t know why I did this, exactly – an impulse-  I pulled an extra card asking for any further comment, and drew the 3 Spades; a card of separation, divorce, severance, heart attacks, mourning and death.

I said to myself, eh? What’s this about and put it back in thee deck.Shuffled again, pulled another card and drew the 3 Spades again.

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I called for Il Matrimonio.

‘I just drew the 3 Spades twice, asking about the footie tomorrow.  That’s weird, getting it twice, and it’s nasty. Like there’s going to be an injury or death.’

‘An injury during the match?’

‘No, I think  it’s a death,’ I said, ‘maybe nothing to do with the match, but to do with football. We’ll find out tomorrow. Maybe it’ll be on the news.’

I wasn’t worried as such, though unpleasantly struck by the co-incidence of drawing it twice. The card felt too remote to be personal, but I had also done a fairly intense client reading earlier in the day, and I spent an unsettled night. Peculiar dreams. I don’t remember what, only that they were peculiar and unsettling.

Yesterday, Saturday, we had the plumber in. I was here on my lap-top when I saw a  piece of very sad news; Jose Reyes, a very well known footballer, had just been killed in a car crash,  leaving a wife and three children.

Jose Antonio Reyes: Former Arsenal winger dies aged 35

Read more  HERE

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Source: Wikipedia

He was in a high speed car accident near Seville, driving, it is thought, at 120 kph when he was killed shortly before midday yesterday.

Jose Reyes  and 2 others.

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Spades and Clubs are the suits that say ‘men.’

Diamonds and Hearts are the suits that say ‘women.’

I tweeted this last night while the match was still going:-

Hub asked last night re today’s footie. Gave my answer, L’pool drew the 9 Hearts, twice. Wish card, but then I drew an extra card. 3 Spades. Injury. Death. No!? NO! Put it back in the deck, shuffled again…3 Spades again. Oh no.

9:32 PM – 1 Jun 2019

Result: Liverpool 2- Spurs -0.

Il Matrimonio said afterwards, ‘how awful that you drew that card last night, and said there’d be news today. Like it was waiting to happen. Like it was destiny.’

Indeed. Truly weird and awful. And of course I didn’t know. How could I? But something was already present in the ether, sufficiently that a card enabled me to access some vibration on an invisible thread. Or else it was a complete and meaningless coincidence. You can decide. I haven’t.

The papers are saying that the vehicle left the road, hit some concrete blocks and burst into flames, with Jose Reyes at the wheel.

RIP.

Until next time.

 

 

 

Tarot Plays Ball

I’m a contributing member to a few online Tarot chat and study groups. One study group member still new to Tarot shared her card asking, ‘what is this card saying about person X? What is he like?’

The card was the Six of Wands and her deck was a Rider Waite.

 

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The Six of Wands bespeaks effort, progress and hard-earned victories. Wands is a suit of summer time, of warmth, speed and generally volatile energy and for obvious pictorial reasons, suggests archetypal masculine qualities which are of course demonstrated by both male or female.

So I said that I thought person X was a young man of high energy, not really available to anyone at this point, driven, competitive, a team worker – and  was he sporty?

As a newcomer to Tarot you will not necessarily find this word used in association with this card in any of your books, though it’s an obvious possibility at least, based on  figurative interpretation.

Further reading here

in 2011 I drew the Six of Wands for a young man, asked him about an upcoming trip that was sports related and was told he was going to the States for training and had been selected for the UK wheelchair rugby team in the 2012 Paralympics.

This young lady now replied, ‘Funny 🙂 he is a professional soccer player!’

Now, this highlights a difference between clairvoyant reading and Tarot Divination. Had I been clairvoyant on this occasion I might have picked up on the football, specifically.

Might.

As it was, Tarot plus a sneaking hunch simply landed me in the appropriate ball park.

Typical Tarot! Still, it was on the ball and it didn’t miss the net.

Until next time 🙂

FOOTBALL IN MIDDLE AGES

 

Nil Desperandum…it’s only (?) Footie again

Tarot and footie….

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14 January: Wednesday evening at about 7.30, Il Matrimonio slithered into the study with a cup of tea for me. Most kind, but also, this was a warning to me that footie kicked off at 7.55 and he was to be considered unavailable until half time.

‘It’s Ipswich and Southampton,’ he hissed, biting into an apple himself, Eve had no chance. ‘Ipswich will get it.’

‘Do you think so?’ I said, reaching for my cards.

‘Well, I hope so, they’re doing well.’

I shuflled and drew a card asking, how will Ipswich do tonight against Southampton? I drew……oh no. The Star card but reversed, upside down. Image from The Gilded Tarot by kind permission of Ciro Marchetti.

 

The Star

 

The beautiful Star is Tarot’s card of hope and recovery, so I had to say I was sorry, but I thought Ipswich wouldn’t win this time. He glided from the room evincing a mild but measured displeasure, ‘we’ll ssseeeee.’

The score Southampton 1 Ipswich 0

I see Man City betting news people  are following me on Twitter. Dare I look in my cards to see how Man City get on against Arsenal this Sunday? It might be more than my life is worth if I get it wrong. It might be more than my life is worth if I get it right.

Until next time 🙂