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Tarot Forming Archetype ~ Judgment

The Queen of Pentacles’ throne’s left flank,
in the right side of her card.

Form was given to the formlessness
of her grounded station airy ness
by The High Priestess.

Hands naturalized in out of body and earthenly rooted
at one and the same time as she permeated all,
She took the station airy ness,
to stationary ness of a Queen’s throne,
A Nessy unknown now known as throne.
As Queens’ settled regal wing-feathers
solidly folded themselves in purple and gold
to sit regally naturalized in her garden.

The High Priestess, looking all directions always,
looked over,
looked over to The Queen of Pentacles to feel all directions.

While looking to her right. . .
The High Priestess formed the formless Q of P’s thought:

*Splay regal purple and psychic gold wing-feathered throne!

Splay!*

*Regally splay-spread your wing-feathers to stretch through twilight*

*At dawn and dusk regally herald a resounding voice to say

WAKE UP!*

*WAKE UP throne!*

*WAKE UP PERENNIALLY!*

*WAKE UP!*

*You are now no longer throne!*

*You are now called Judgment!

*Open EACH IDEA as they burst forth unseen!*

*Open each from their bulb- box!*

*Tis the SEASON!*

*Phoenix-Resurrect your throne-bulbs Judgment!*

*Open your perennial regalNESS in your bulbs!*

*Look at ALL that green out there!*

*Open the perennial bulbs of your ideas to the SUN

each when in their season!*

~ The End

 

 

 

Card Resonances:
Land of Mystereum’s Queen of Pentacles throne left flank, right side
FORM-GIVEN BY
Land of Mystereum’s High Priestess giving form to the station airy ness
BECOMES
Land of Mystereum’s Judgment’s horn-voice heralding regal wing.

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Appearance vs Reality ~ Sight & Vision ~ Each In Both

Sometimes I say things.

Well, I say a lot of things,

but on occasion I have been more than nudged

to keep a recording device handy.

A best friend says, “JORDAN!  YOU think what you say is normal, but GEEZ!

Listen to yourself!  Literally!  Your ideas fire like spark plugs in a car engine

ALL . . . .THE. . .FRICKIN’. . . .TIME!

I think you are so accustomed to that maybe you miss it?! Geez!”

And then, another friend suggests I change my profile picture,

that though she digs it n all, it has been up long enough

to collect some eDust.  “Freshin’ up Dood.  It’s summer!”

And, toward a gesture I make, another friend indicates

I might just be in for a make-over.   Hmmmm

ALmost broke a toe again.

(it happens in my fastforward movement style more than you care to know,

or shall I say almost REbroke a toe as thankfully all but the big ones have been)

as my cat of 18 years-n-a-season,

who continually thinks it seems that I should be training for Cirque Du Soleil footwork

slalom-serpentine weaved through my feet at light speed as I walked into the bathroom

where there is nowhere but room enough for straightforward steps. . .

moving my foot fast like a leaf blasted by the feline jet-plane fly-THROUGH

only to immediately stomp on the left quadricep-soaz-glute braking system

to avert disaster and screaching foot tire-tracks in the air. . .

simply toe-bump the toilet staving off a badass head-on collision.

He (my cat) had water to get to ya know?!, and that’s important.  lol

But, smiling, my left foot still in the air. . .

standing there like a goofball crane, Hanged Man in upright Tree Position. . .

I laughed. . .”This is SO not The Hanged Man reversed or Tree Position.  This is the Sun.

Smiling more.  Why don’t I listen to my friends telling me to listen to myself. . .

and go frickin’ LISTEN, really listen to myself.”

VoiLA, now voiCI, and I SEE. . .

as I watch-listened to the first video I ever made. . .

or, more rather the first video,

aka trapping a wild animal by recording them in their natural environment. . .

My first video was pulled off as conversational non sequitur by Carrie Paris,

well, it wasn’t a non sequitur to her. . .She had PLANS!  And DAYum does she make great ones!

Carrie, who simply, me unaware of anything up her sleeve,

heck it was brunch on Sunday. . .

Friend 101, Orientation Lesson.  They are never NOT pranking you. 😀

Carrie, smilingly-trick-gifted me to willingly and unknowingly make a video.

That was a year ago.  And, though I full-on dig the video, something larger was present.

Friend-pranking.

When you listen, really listen. . .of course after you stop laughing,

It’ll catalyze your Mo Betta Much Metta Highest Good like nothing else!

Until just now, I was always under the impression that 3-card Monte street card game was unwinnable.

Seems Carrie played a street card game with me as a plant already AT the table,

but in more than appearance I won.  In more than appearance. . . I won.

Watching this video, this mere 46 seconds of time,

I feel a deep appreciation for myself as my best teacher again.

No need for cosmetology school here, no plastic surgeons in this makeover.

Even forgetting my architectural notions of remodel or scrape or new.

This is to be something different.

New? Yes.  Fresh and natural and maybe even deceptively simple? Even more so!

8-38-31 won’t open a combo lock when the right number 8-38-32.

So, tuning my personal FM stereo. . .I certainly have enough silver in my mouth.

Listening.  Watch-Listening.   “Me, as only I can be” is the message I got from myself on video.

That’s nothing new.  Or, is it?  Is it a lesson where there is no graduation,

all life not the pause of commencement, but life lived?  Uh, lemme think. . .YES!

Smiling with lotsa hmmmm’s in a makeover moment, I am listening.

“Can be” switcharoos to “Am”, 8-31-32 tinker-tuned up to 8-38-32,

and though appearance vs reality is a common theme in literature, often called irony. . .

Have I been hiding in plain sight playing hide n seek with myself?

Not gonna cap on myself like that, I gave the armchair psychologist the day off.

Red Rover Red Rover Come on over from the personal irony side!

Makeover time? YesssssItttttTis!

I am gonna watch myself from last summer on video again,

and then TODAY listen acutely without too much force to what I say TODAY!

Listening to life rapt like when aspen tree leaves rustling sound like running water.

In closing, listening to oneself is not necessarily narcissism,

even when publicly expressing you are doing so like in this blog.

I sincerely hope it helps others find THEIR gifts.

How long does the ground erode before you jump into the sea with both feet

realizing that you ARE the sea

with everything you do as the ground?

What can you get

from a deep appreciation

of 46 seconds of YOUR life?

Cheers to discovering YOUR “46 second” gems!

Cheers,

Jordan

(c) 2010, 2011 Jordan Hoggard

 
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Posted by on June 23, 2011 in The Mystery

 

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Death As The Master Gardener. A 13-Card Spread

 

The Land of Mystereum Death Card

Here is a 13-card spread to go along with the Death As The Master Gardener blog post.  At each place in the spread where you are asked to remove a card or cards, visualize dead-heading flowers in the garden as you pop them right off to further nourish what remains.  

 The spread is formatted in an easy to use PowerPoint slide show where you can move through it at your own pace.  Here is to your perennial qualities shining forth and further naturalizing!    Death_As_The_Master_Gardener

Jupiter’s Blessings,

Jordan & The Land of Mystereum

www.jordanhoggard.com

Spread, images and text all (c) 2011 Jordan Hoggard.  Please cite author when you feature anything from this blog.  Thank You. Let him know as well.  He might just promote you as well. 😀

 
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Posted by on April 15, 2011 in Tarot Birth Cards

 

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Death As The Master Gardener (+a little extra to chew on + BONUS!)

Enjoy Jordan Hoggard’s fun and depthful exploration of the Death card utilizing a mindset he generated for Schiffer Publication’s 2010 release of “Tarot in the Land of Mystereum: An Imagination Primer”, available at The Tarot Garden and on Amazon and bookstores everywhere. The Land of Mystereum is composed of a 192-page Imagination Primer + retooled Mystereum Tarot deck to emancipate the personalities inherent in Tarot cards and inspire you to further discover natural components of your imagination that you can personally develop and utilize in powerfully actionable ways throughout your everyday life.  It has Tarot speak, each card in their own voice, to enhance YOUR Tarot voice through dialogue and stories expressed by the cards.

Throughout this presentation keep in mind that if your intuition ever feels a little off, or whacked, or having gone missing, it is suggested to simply let it rest.  Simply, let it rest.  Simply listen and surf and swim with your eyes and ears rather than concerning yourself that your intuition feels off.  Maybe it simply rests in your logic.  In this case let your mind and logic flow. Maybe it is transforming.  You may be pleasantly surprised.  Rest is a death of sorts, a rejuvenation time, especially utilizing the way of The Land of Mystereum.  Death is also outright.  Finishes.  Completions.  Death is the mother of memory, and the fertilizer for dreams.

Death

So, let’s get The Death card to come alive for you and play with Death Mystereum-style!  Here we go!

Visualize leaves falling from a tree.  Focus on a single leaf and follow it all the way to the ground in your mind.  What does it do there once on thegrond?  Over time it will decompose.  Think of the concept of decomposing.  Something losing its form.  Something moving back into a formless state.

Now raise your mental focus back to the falling leaves as you begin to notice the tree.  As you begin to un-focus on the leaves, keep a soft awareness of their falling.  Begin to clearly see the tree.  From where you are focus in on the tree.

Smile into the tree as you sense how each and every leaf softly and simply pop-drops off the tree to begin its journey towards becoming nourishment.  As each leaf softly begins to fall, begins this part of its journey, feel how the tree is invigorated as it sheds each tiny little scale of a leaf, like each tiny little chaff shell from wheat in the wind.

Now, enhance your focus on the tree as a life force.  Feel the leaves lost, the leaves shed.  Feel how they strengthen the tree.  Feel how things lost strengthen the clarity and energy of your own focus.

Let’s add a bit more depth and spice here.  The Black Crucible of The Magician!  What is that, The Black Crucible of The Magician?

Closing your eyes visualize the big bowl of your night sky as a huge, black crucible, an immense forming-vessel.  And then, visualize a shooting star to cross this black bowl of your night sky.  Allow The Magician to magically remember the 1st spark of inspiration that crosses your imagination, and the rejuvenating death of its disappearance.  Remember the 1st spark of an idea.  Visualize that shooting star AS the 1st spark of an idea.  Slow its instantaneous coming and going down as you watch it slowly cross your night sky.  Watch it and smile.  Imagine it again.  Now, as you begin to imagine it again, slow down your big bowl of night sky that is around it and watch the whole scene as the shooting star appears and slowly, slowly moves across your big bowl of night sky slowly. Slowly.  Slowly.  And, it is gone again, going through a cycle of life, a cycle of death.  Run slowly through that again as you count to 9.  Remember the shooting star as it plays slowly in long-form each time you have an idea.  Remember this slow-form of your idea to gear into ITS mode of cycles before you jump in and write it down.   Adjust to the pace and rhythm of you idea.  Slowly gear into it as you steer yourself to jot down the remembrance in its own particular ways, with its own, personal, identifying qualities.

Think of something you struggle with or identify a challenge you enjoy.  As you open your eyes, no need to stay Tarot-related here, open your eyes and jot down an idea that came to you, any idea.  Really begin to express the particular core of this idea, a primary connective tissue of its influence, its essence.

This idea will be your topic to explore the Death card in a Land of Mystereum way with direct and Actionable Imagination as a tool.  We will utilize a 3-card Treasure of Tuning over the Stones Tarot spread and The Treasure of Turning Over the Stones methods of Tarot reading here.  This is a session to further and clearly illuminate multiple ways to utilize the change of the Death card for transformation and regeneration WHILE you are experiencing the change. This is a way to enhance your view and feeling-sense of the Death card to further experience interactivity in your Tarot sessions with yourself and with clients, an also to utilize the nourishing qualities of Tarot in your everyday life.

Death indicates that you yourself, alive, that you ARE The Phoenix!  Life and death are the same thing here really, or, one thing, a life-and-death.

Visualize Death as a winter garden, a place where things rest to renew.  Sense the winter garden in the space between each and every moment you experience. Visualize a winter garden space between each moment that infuses the moments you feel flux, feel the rest for rejuvenation of the winter garden.  Feel the rests.  Sense the pauses.  Feel the spaces between moments.  Feel the rests, the little deaths in pauses that prepare you, prepare you AS Phoenix for continual renewal, to keep you refreshed during change.  This is as continuous as the body’s chaff of dead skin flaking off.

Not such an attractive image there? You are right! Death can have a putrid quality.  But, like wheat, feel the chaff, the chaff blown off, the chaff blown off dead in the wind.  As the chaff disappears see and feel only the wheat reveals!  Your dead skin flaking off as an unattractive image?  Sense and feel the amazingly attractive image of YOU continually revealed!  Feel yourself here AS The Phoenix!  Experience the Death card from life, with you AS The Phoenix!

Now, let’s take this interactive quality further.  I suggest to close your eyes again, but I simply suggest that.  You do what you feel best.

Visualize leaves falling.   Visualize a tree in the background.

Still the tree blurred in the background.  Still it. Make it motionless.

Begin to focus on the tree.  As each leaf hits the ground in its Morticia-style love of death, the tree focused in your mind, feel each leaf kiss the ground,

feel each leaf kiss the ground to return, to nourish, your tree.

As each leaf falls from your tree feel the tree subtle things live more brightly,

feel your tree subtly live larger moment by moment, moment by moment it expands as each leaf leaves the tree, as each leaf kisses the ground.

There can be a Morticia-style kind of death-love that nourishes your tree here.  Take several deep breaths, several deep breaths, and subtly, leaving the tree in your mind, come back to the room.

I would like a short period of silence for you here.  Settle in.  Let sound die to thicken the living rue of silence.  Count to 9 in your mind slowly.

This presentation is primarily visualizations to bringing images to mind as I feel Tarot is about visual story, about images and their influences.  Here images can catalyze and emphasize your ideas, creativity, and intuition as the 4-charactered voice of imagination, the 4-charactered voice of imagination where the 4th character is the space between idea and creativity and intuition that brings the 3 into relationship.  Listen and fully sense this 4-charactered approach of imagination’s voice as simply one of the many ways to enhance the actionable and effective qualities of your imagination.

Now, here is a GRAND image for experiencing the magical and imaginative qualities of death:

A caterpillar sees the end of the world in a flower, where a Master envisions, dreams a butterfly sipping the nectar.  Walk-talk-see-feel yourself to travel as a caterpillar.  Maybe you feel there is something in a caterpillar of one of your ideas that you must do.  Do you encase the idea in a chrysalis?  Are you able to let the idea you fall asleep in its caterpillar life, let it sleep in the psychic winter garden of this chrysalis? Your idea may fall asleep to your life, and what of when it awakens transformed?!  This is about Death as a letting go where you are able to respect the variety of timing and cycles that most naturally nourish any particular idea as you transform it to provide the most effective influence from its naturalized identity.

To truly let go of your idea as the caterpillar does in the chrysalis, your idea can literally liquefy inside the chrysalis as it transforms to its new, natural state.  To truly let go like a caterpillar does in totality, your idea can liquefy to awaken in new form. . . with wings even!

You see, a caterpillar doesn’t go on a diet, lose some legs, and grow some wings.  A caterpillar literally liquefies into a primordial soup in its case, its vessel, its chrysalis that operates as its personal self-made womb, an alchemical life-crucible of its own making to liquefy within and throughout so that it may naturally reconstitute! It may naturally reconstitute as a butterfly!  Hear that?  How cool!  The caterpillar soup reCONSTITUTES, reconstitutes to beCOME a butterfly! How cool is THAT?!

It slide-emerges out of the chrysalis it made as it cracks it like a snake with egg-tooth from its egg as the NOW butterfly swells.  It unfurling-its-wet-wings emerges as, more than meets the eye as it wings unfurl as if larger than possible from that tiny chrysalis, its skin shedded like a snake, its skin not missed.  Let one of your ideas crack-hatch here as it emerges from the forming life-crucible of your own making.  Experience this emergence as Death, in an awakening!  The chrysalis can crack open and with wet and folded wings the butterfly slowly stretches to unfold and unfurl its new “LEGS” like a cat waking from a nap.  Its legs to get around are now wings!  And, where did the other legs go?  Interesting, that butterflies taste with their feet.  Cracking the vessel of its chrysalis, the butterfly literally broke the mold . . . and I would venture to guess when a butterfly sees a catterpillar, it might just think, “What’s that pretty crawly thing?”  Like a pond turning over, I gather that the butterfly remembers the caterpillar only in its newfound fertility and flight as a way of life.

The butterfly broke the mold to emerge slowly. . .as a butterfly!  Notice a smile as its wet and folded wings unfurl?

Not as chaff to be blown off by the wind, the butterfly leaves the chrysalis, having broke the mold as it emerged, to fly ON the wind!  To raise into the winds of change as it flies!  And, once you can fly, flight becomes a way of life so says the butterfly!  The Phoenix flies!  Your ideas can fly as you unfurl your arms and you slowly wake to the room! Fly back right here!

So, here I will simply make some statements for reflection, for dreaming of flight.

Force is not necessary to change.  Forces are, but change may be effortless on your part.  Maybe.  Massage this like clay.  Throw a mind-pot on your imagination’s potter’s wheel.

Be comfortable with the not-knowing like the caterpillar who knows there is something that simply has to be accomplished. Accomplishment = meaning that occurs AS action here.  The not-knowing?  What is that really?  It means that meanings and reasons occur IN your actions rather than in explanation.  Meaning occurs in the act.  Meaning occurs AS the act, infusing it throughout.

Meaning.  Reason.  Meaning and reason IN action!  Think of the not-knowing as your personal path to enhance your ability to be attached to one thing.  You do not need to be attached to life.  As the comedian Lazy Boy says with a big laugh, “Have fun and do your thing.  None of us are getting out alive.”  So, what is this one thing to be attached to?  Death takes care of your outcomes?  More than that natural feature.  That feels rather uninspiring.  Explore simply being attached to one thing.  Explore being attached to being pleasantly surprised, often.  Be attached to being pleasantly surprised daily!  Lose the trip-ups.  Spread your wings and lift your legs, glide right over them . . . and maybe even begin doing so naturally, unaware of them, eyes on the flower, eyes on the prize.

The way I look at death in this way is this.  The older I get, the more comfortable and happy I get. Frank Lloyd Wright put it this way, “The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.”

So, for Death I have presented you with:

the not-knowing and the chrysalis

You as Phoenix and your ideas as leaves

Ideas as a tree.  Feet as taste buds of earthly connection.

As you are here alive, I see death, as in the Death card, as this totality of transformation. Transformation, then, is a way to open up, to break the mold.  Transformation is a way to open portals of discovery in ways like a caterpillar that becomes a butterfly, your ideas that become more than you never dreamed as you garden them to naturalize over time and cycles and seasons.

So, lastly before I share aspread, I hope there have been inspiring moments for you throughout this presentation, and that there have been and will continue to be inspiring moments in each of your lives that emerge from chrysalises, each chrysalis to be posited in lineage, as it is forgotten into flight.

So, in the final moment here of my presentation, as I die it to completion, I will touch on grief from a Death card perspective.  We each grieve differently, and we each grieve differently each time.  So, each time you draw the Death card take a moment to silently let the chaff and the falling leaves disappear to reveal the wheat and the tree and the Phoenix as they present themselves in your reading.  To reveal lineage forgotten into the treasure that is flight.  Literally, sense fully to get at what is emerging, and what emerges rather than what is falling away.

And, in big ole chaff and falling leaves ways, think about any marked disruption in a life.  Yours.  Somebody else.  The life of an idea.  It may not be that their life is truly falling apart.  That may be caterpillar thought.  It may be that their life falls together for the first time, and feels different, even alien to the previous.  Like comparing a caterpillar to a butterfly.

spoken in a 1st person voice of Death like in The Land of Mystereum, to literally and really let the cards speak:

Death.

I am the marriage of things that bridge, bridge by going somewhere else,

that go somewhere else, to marry each of us to the Other, always alive.

The Other always alive receives death with open arms to marry us here to live our celestial groove.

So, forgetting the leaf . . .for. . . .getting the tree.

Forgetting the caterpillar. . .for. . .getting the butterfly.

Forgetting the chaff. . .for. . .getting the wheat.

Forget your loss. . .for. . .getting the natural change and evolutions in your life.

Getting your life . . . You . . . Alive . . . Death is an ally

You . . . alive . . . Are your best ally!  You ARE THE PHOENIX!

The Phoenix is reincarnation incarnate . . .

and with that, I come to the epitaph of this presentation so it may rest in peace . . .

Death’s epitaph speaking to reincarnation:  I have been dying my whole life to get right HERE NOW, and always will be!  Ask me again tomorrow where I may be differently informed.        ~ The End ~

Thank you for your time.  I encourage you to feel your transformations and move and feel and think with the fresh new abilities your transformation awaken for you.  I encourage you to feel your transformations wise in time, experiencing them AS they happen, the meaning occurring in the act, and throughout their durations.  Feel your own wisdom inform your change DURING the change to work with it and enhance and refresh your fluidity.  I do not feel that transformations give you self-development homework to reason with to chew up your value and compost your dreams.  I see the patience of a butterfly in transformations. Can you be patient like the butterfly enjoying the scenery, noticing flowers and a natural draw to them?  A few wet flaps in the wind to get the good gist, and . . . flight!  May you always get your good gist.  Wet and new like a butterflies wings, may you in a few short flaps see your own flowers.  Thanks for your time!

Jupiter’s Blessings,

Jordan Hoggard

The Land of Mystereum

Spread Bonus sprouted for Death ~ 3-Card Treasure of the Stones spread:

to experience expectation and lineage and chrysalis in a card

to discover the treasure of the card’s flight under the chrysalis, under the stone. . the treasure of turning over the stones.

Shuffle your cards and once you feel your shuffling is at a place that resonates with you, your deck is in sync for your reading, hold your deck out over where you read, maybe 2 or 3 inches above it.

Drop a portion of the deck as one pile or stone as I call it.  Drop another next to it as a second stone.  And, a third.  Do this to make 3 mini-decks of stones.

~ Top of the 1st stone is Card 1: The chrysalis of your current idea or situation.

~ Top of the 2nd stone is Card 2: The chrysalis of what you need to know about your current idea or situation.

~ Top of the 3rd stone is Card 3: The chrysalis cracking card.  The card of breaking the mold.

Read your cards from those perspectives.  THEN!  Pick up the 1st stone and shake it all around to get the imaginary sand off of it.  And as you are rolling it and shaking shake shake shake holding on to it FLIP your hand to turn over the stone.  The bottom card is the treasure of the top card.  How does the treasure emerge from the top card like a butterfly emerges from its chrysalis?  Work these two cards to together.  Let the top card be lineage, be place, be the subject.  Let the the top card be informed by its treasure. Express how the bottom card can be the treasure of the top card.

~ Bottom of the 1st stone is Card 4: The treasure of your situation from Card 1.

~ Bottom of the 2nd stone is Card 5: The treasure that emerges from what you expected to need to know from Card 2.

~ Bottom of the 3rd stone is Card 6: The treasure of the magic carpet of flight that emerges from Card 3!

And, another version of this spread can be experienced at Donnaleigh’s wonderful Tarot site: http://divinewhispers.net/jordan.htm    Enjoy!

Thanks for reading!  I hope this provides valuable infusion for YOU to aspect and evolve and enhance your Tarot voice!

Jupiter’s Blessings,
Jordan

www.jordanhoggard.com

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And, if you have made it this far, you are a real trooper!  So, here is another added bonus spread.  All I ask is that when the spread indicates for you to remove cards and make them disappear, do so like deadheading in a garden.  Cleanly snap ’em right off so the other flowers of cards can thrive.  Or as New Zealanders might say, “Deedheeding, Man.”  Do kiwis use commas? ;-D

Death_As_The_Master_Gardener  (fyi: a Powerpoint doc, .ppt)

 
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Posted by on April 9, 2011 in Incarnations

 

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Form-Giver

Form-Giver

A Prelude to Tarot in the Land of Mystereum: An Imagination Primer.  The Original Mystereum Tarot Inception Story.   Enjoy!  So, you have a sense of how the Mystereum Tarot and The Land of Mystereum came to be . . .

The Mystereum Tarot Card Back

 

 I do not believe that reading the tarot is soothsaying or prophecy, and as well those are fun!  I do not believe that the cards give you anything that you don’t already have, much as the future does not, either. That’s an important point from my perspective.  The cards provide archetypal image references, seats for your mind, places to give place to your story.  And, a good tarot reader might tell you your story much in a way that many are not accustomed to in day to day language and experience. A Reading can be as much a non-sequitur that opens a part of your world as a catalyst, or act directly as a guide on your path. The cards compose a graphic story of psychic place, a set of images from and into which to unfold your context which is oftentimes already present, and simply not seen.  Informed perspectives are priceless!

The concept of setting into the creative adventure of this tarot deck began several years back when I made a connection between the meaning of architecture and The Magician and The High Priestess. And when I say the meaning of architecture I am literally looking to the word architecture itself. There is a four-point mode of being that I enjoy for the general purpose of architectural analysis which I will use to preface this connection for conversation’s sake, and to provide just a moment of suspense. This four-point mode is somewhat existential, and I have to honestly say I don’t think about these four points much anymore unless a building really perplexes me. Things incorporate over time, are amended into the soil so to speak:

1 How does a building stand on the ground?   How do you present yourself?

2 How does a building extend to the sides?  How do you extend beyond yourself and interact?

3 How does a building open and close?  How do you receive and set boundaries?

4 How does a building meet the sky?   How powerfully and clearly do you feel your dreams?

Now, for just a bit more suspense. I won’t go in to whether something has to be a building to be considered architecture. That’s another story, and tarot is the order of the day here. 

OK. Architecture. The meaning of architecture. If I disassemble the word into its Greek roots, I get arche and techne, and I STILL can’t remember how to make the accent over a letter work on my keyboard. I ask that you please imagine the accent and play along. Further for your imagination, that the accent starts low on the left and ends high on the right. Accent ague? Accent grave? Imagination. Arche, techne. Say ar-kay. Tek-nay. And, here’s where I made a connection.

Arche is the first inkling, the creation, the first spark of an idea. Arche is the place of inception, your place of creation, the internal house of your making, the vessel for all the things you bring into your world. Techne is the making, the putting together of the idea that has been created. Techne is the place of conception, where you give form to the formless. . .where the fledgling identities you create thrive! And, I saw The Magician and The High Priestess with their respective 1st spark of The Magician in the Place of Creation, and then the giving form to creations in the making of The High Priestess. And though I remained fascinated with the deck and stayed my course with architecture and art, the connection didn’t stick. Or, so I thought. . .

Scroll forward several years to the summer of 2006 while I’m gardening, and I look up at my turn-of-the-century Victorian house (1906) and realize that I’ve been working on the cards here and there, reading text and history when I can, or simply come across it with a welcome freshness, and …RUSH inside and rinse the dirt off my grubby hands and open up the folder on my computer. . . and there I saw. . . just down the page!…The Empress carrying to full term! The Emperor overseeing! And, it came to mind that I was thick in the middle of the largest scale project I have ever undertaken, had been discovering its sacred burial ground as I amended the soil in my own garden. Imagine my bright, wide eyes when I eventually came to looking at the Judgment card having a Hanged Man moment!  Afloat in clarity with consequences as my only thought!

Though architecture provided a form-giving metaphor for the creation of the Mystereum Tarot. . . from which I lifted arche, techne, identity, place, and context. . . the architecture may or may not stop right there. . . as the warm-up is oftentimes not a member of the performance, but an informing feeling. Either way or neither, though, my path was re-experienced and re-built, built back in upon refreshingly. . . expanding and contracting. . .pulsing with new life re-invigorating a continually pulsing path through the scales of life, driven by life itself.

Tarot in the Land of Mystereum Card Back

The tarot cards are wonderful trail-markers as well as storytellers along the path. Sometimes there is the soliloquy of a single card as the context. Sometimes a card or cards speak with the chorus of the other cards to flesh out context. Most all tarot decks present a visual vitality that speaks to the mind – you can call it consciousness or anything else for that matter. . .but in this regard, never-mind the research in this area(s) in this regard though fitting and inspiring even…in this regard there is no proof or re-proof but life itself. In this regard we each have our own say. With vitality at a variety of scales, and incorporating the concept of all similar, each unique to the cards, to ourselves, a whole world is present and complete at each and every scale. . .

And there, at that point was a shell in my garden cracking open of its own accord underground, felt and yet unseen, the story of the creation and making of this deck sprouting, remembering origin and destiny as one and the same maybe. Or not. The roots of tarot and architecture will flower perennially in my garden, naturalizing over time.  A wonderfully complete deck becoming dog-eared from use, naturalizing in the garden of life!   I will move from there now to the fruits that began to come from my garden in the summer of 2006.

Enjoy the Mystereum Tarot as it has made its way to become Tarot in the Land of Mystereum in 2010.  Thanks for visiting!  Proud to now have Tarot in the Land of Mystereum at The Tarot Garden, on Amazon, and at bookstores everywhere! 

Jupiter’s Blessings!,

Jordan Hoggard

www.jordanhoggard.com

 

 
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