Friday, July 19, 2019

No Speak

Tabula Mundi Tarot ~ Temperance/Art

In alchemical-speak, green lion devours the sun. In Sharyn-speak, I got nothing.

Edited later: I have a NW Coastal Indian print of Raven Swallows The Sun I admire each day. The raven's raucous caw is because as Trickster he still holds it in his throat.

How does that apply to me, today? What am I holding in my throat that needs harked up or owned? I don't seem to be man enough to do either. 


  1. Some days are like that, just nothing.

  2. Forget being "man enough" just be the wonderful Sharyn that you are.

  3. For some reason this reminds me of the myth of icarus


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