tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post115618279736309513..comments2024-03-26T08:01:01.445-04:00Comments on 78 Notes to Self: A Tarot Journal: The Blues in TarotGinny Claytonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03759784851970527096noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-76824047928894882012-11-03T18:09:41.335-04:002012-11-03T18:09:41.335-04:00I think all living things respond to sound vibrati...I think all living things respond to sound vibration, and perhaps give them out too... perhaps plants as well. I'm reminded of when I lived near a fire department and how the dogs across the street would mournfully howl along with the sirens. I too would stop and howl along... deep belly howling like the dogs taught me. Wonderful! Normanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156645250032138342006-08-26T22:20:00.000-04:002006-08-26T22:20:00.000-04:00It's true, shelikes2read, what you say. In the RW...It's true, shelikes2read, what you say. In the RWS, too, there is a bridge across the water that shows the water that the figure is not looking at because he/she is so bowed with grief. When they are done with their tears, and only then, will they turn and see the cups, notice the bridge, and begin to recover and rebuild what they have lost. While I understand the encouragement that all is not lost, the seeker can certainly feel that way and I believe this card affirms them in that feeling. Sometimes, in order to move through grief, one needs to be heard where they sit, have someone (even if that someone is tarot) acknowledge their "all is lost" feeling and that alone can enable them to move on. This is why I choose not to rush the seeker through this card to the remaining standing cups or to the bridge. They will find them when they lift their heads.Ginny Claytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03759784851970527096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156621247624151062006-08-26T15:40:00.000-04:002006-08-26T15:40:00.000-04:00What a great analysis! :)In the decks I use, the R...What a great analysis! :)<BR/><BR/>In the decks I use, the RWS and the Gilded, the person is grieving over THREE spilled cups, with two upright cups right behind him that he's not noticing. I use it to point out to the querent that all is NOT lost, and to remember to focus not only on what's lost, but what remains intact.<BR/><BR/>In the image you posted, all five cups are spilled... but the *woman* is still upright. So the message I take from that image is, "Even if the cups ARE spilled, YOU'RE still here. This isn't the end of the world. You'll be able to get through this rough time and fill more cups."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156476810661684382006-08-24T23:33:00.000-04:002006-08-24T23:33:00.000-04:00Touched a nerve, did I? Well...it's there in all ...Touched a nerve, did I? Well...it's there in all of us. This is what I so love about tarot. It's like that PostSecret.com site -- where you find out how very much alike we all are. How we get away with that while being so incredibly unique is a fascinating mystery to me.Ginny Claytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03759784851970527096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156288380021521042006-08-22T19:13:00.000-04:002006-08-22T19:13:00.000-04:00What can I add? Beautifullly done. You say somet...What can I add? Beautifullly done. You say something(s) that really need to be heard, sung, painted, written, felt ...Roswilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15669275952943509399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156232870888861772006-08-22T03:47:00.000-04:002006-08-22T03:47:00.000-04:00This is beautiful, just so incredibly insightful. ...This is beautiful, just so incredibly insightful. And I love the comparison with the Blues. I don't even know what else to say. Thank you.katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02423414579905745934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30754098.post-1156222341119234302006-08-22T00:52:00.000-04:002006-08-22T00:52:00.000-04:00Ahhh (((sweetnicole))), may you now sit with those...Ahhh (((sweetnicole))), may you now sit with those five cups and let your hurt speak until it's done talking. I imagine we all take at least one cup of grief with us...to remind us how it feels when someone we know is grieving, too. When you are done, and only you can be the judge of when that is, you will have no problem seeing past the spillage. And I bet the 5 of cups stops stalking you.Ginny Claytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03759784851970527096noreply@blogger.com