Saturday, December 19, 2020


 Runic Tarot ~ 12 of Coins/Lughnasadh

Extreme Craze. The saying is "I have to see it to believe it".  We are seeing it and people still don't believe it. Fish On A Hot Tin Roof in a hundred different ways. 

I'm spending the rest of the year away from this madness. A two week vacation. Love the sound of that. 

Friday, December 18, 2020

Own The Angst

 Runic Tarot ~ 9 of Cups/Beltane

Common interests shared. I worked with the public all my life, and one thing common at this time of year was how much people didn't want to do christmas, the impossible expectations, the have tos, the need tos, all the pressure they felt before they could consider the want tos. 

This year we all have the option of not to. If we don't take it we are even bigger fools than I imagine and deserve the angst. Maybe consider that anxiety and dread is the part we like best and embrace it, own it.

Thursday, December 17, 2020

Me Them Us

Runic Tarot ~ 7 of Wands/Imbolc

This card normally shows a defensive posture, me against the world stance. Here it is suggested to take another stance, Us, and we can't be broken. 

Serious thought fodder for the day, colored by what I dreamed last night. 

Wednesday, December 16, 2020

The Winter Of Our Strength

 Runic Tarot ~ Ace of Swords/Samhain

The Winter of our Strength. Maybe we'll get through it with that mindset. Because many trials and tribulations and sorely heavy burdens come without a pull date. 

We now have one for the pandemic via science and perseverance. Not sure I'm willing to take it if it comes with a string of government tracking...but in the end I expect we will. I do not want to die suffocating on decomposing lungs. Wearing a mask is zero problem compared to that. 

I was at the hospital yesterday at 7:30 AM and right behind me was an older man with obvious medical problems and in a wheelchair, kicking up a big fuss about wearing a mask in the building. I stood well back :) and watched for awhile and in the end I felt sorry for him, he just wanted someone to listen to him. I listened. And when he put the mask on I stepped forward and thanked him. He had tears in his eyes. I wonder if not wearing a mask is a form of self-suicide like smoking or pulling a gun on a cop? The human mind, always interesting.

Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Tomorrow Never Comes

 Runic Tarot ~ 6 of Swords/Samhain

This card in this season suggests a healthier lifestyle. I could certainly use some movement beyond my beloved yoga. All hands raised, who has gained Covid Pounds? I've watched over the years as January 1 brings crowds into WW meetings, and probably AA and NA and all the rest of our addictive aversion therapies. All the endless New Year promises. 

I've found the best success in rejoining WW December 1, not an option this year, no classes here anymore. The best success at not making capital R Resolutions, but doing the best I can every day. Just being aware I guess. The distant auto parking, running up the stairs rather than plodding, going all the way around the yard rather than the end of the steps when the dogs go out. Small plates. I'd like to think those things have kept me to the Covid 10 rather than 15...Scarlett O'Hara says 'tomorrow is another day'. I say Begin again. With the today we've been given. 

Monday, December 14, 2020

Sensible And Cautious

Runic Tarot ~ Ace of Cups/Beltane

Sensible and Cautious Taurus receives a go-getter nudge from Aries. Never did have a big enough brainpan to memorize all the sun sign stuff, but these folk look set for a celebration. Good on 'em. 

I was wishing this morning I had an 'ugly christmas sweater' to wear tomorrow to the doctor. How I never managed to get one of these classic americanisms is beyond me; probably because they are likely made in China, where is the true spirit in that? And I'm a scrooge. A passing fancy, I won't remember I wanted one ten minutes from now. In normal times the Goodwill Store would have racks of them, donated the day after christmas' past. A very good moral for keeping my pennies in my pocket, this Cup will take some serious filling. 

Sensible and cautious, we'll get through. 

Sunday, December 13, 2020

Not Giving It Up

 Runic Tarot ~ 6 of Cups/Beltane

Analysis. Oh, I'm good at this. Even better at missing the forest for the trees. Or self-deceiving when somewhere on some level I must know better. 

I do love analysis though, some of my best thoughts have come out of thinking... No plans to give it up.  

Saturday, December 12, 2020

Why Not Indeed?

 Art Of Life Tarot ~ 2 of Wands

Moving on. Pierpont was the power on Wall Street, in the 1907 Panic he organized financiers into saving the economy from collapse. He was not known best for golfing but for doing. 

Those times I've been stuck, I was mostly oblivious to it. That happens. Going to the same job, seeing the same people, eating the same meals, watching/reading same same. Can't unstick until we open our eyes, jiggle our brain about with something new. 

Something that excites our spirit, makes us want to try something different, or do something old in an entirely new way. The new dog Fiona has the whole household doing that. I'm exploring restarting an old interest I haven't tried in a decade, not easy with Covid safety protocols. But that little tummy tickle is there, working to shuck off some mental shell casing. I've chosen my word of the year for 2021, with a sub-word for the first time. Why not?  (Wednesday Dec. 9th card)

Small Tweaks

 Art Of Life Tarot ~ Queen of Coins

Mental contentment. The suit of health and wealth gives us that constant pull of balancing long term needs and living in the day. Forgo the new car, invest in college fund. Skip the cruise, reroof the house. But it is really true, all work and no play makes for a very dull life. Been there.I barely remember my 30's. Not because it was so long ago, I remember my 20's and 40's well, but my 30's was full nose to the grindstone. 

Yet a lot of the things I've jettisoned in my long term goal to downsize by half were from that era. I was making money, but I was spending money like there was no tomorrow. I had six major surgeries during that period too, come to think of it. Recognized there would be no children. That moved us to a different section of the Wheel, different outlooks.

A good day to remember if I could do it all over again, there isn't much I'd change, but I'd make some small tweaks :) I did the best I could with who I was.

Friday, December 11, 2020

That Ship Has Sailed

 Art Of Life Tarot ~ Justice

I no longer believe in even the hope of Justice. 

Or moral leadership, or watchdog committees, or willingness to work together for the greater good. I grieve for the me that once believed in America. That ship has sailed, without me. 

Thursday, December 10, 2020

Book Magic

 Art Of Life Tarot ~ Magician

Couldn't remember drawing the Magician recently, searched my blog, dozens and dozens, at least three in 2020. And like the back of cereal boxes, I read, because I was there. Search engine...magic.

Computers as magic came up often. Each day this week as I've set in my chair with Fiona the new dog at my side, training her out of the instinct that cats are prey, I've been reading my books on iPad. Currently The Big Book of Christmas Mysteries edited by Otto Penzler. Nest Egg followed by Hen Party by Josi Avari, Hawaii and chickens! Two SoulCollage® books by Anne Marie Bennett followed by several conversations with her. Murder in a Nice Neighborhood followed by Murder in the Marketplace by Lora Roberts, a revisited favorite from the 90's,  with dips in and out of Hemlock at Vespers: Fifteen Sister Fidelma Mysteries by Peter Tremayne set in seventh century Ireland. 

I choose, download, read by fingertip guidance. Scroll, scroll really fast (not a fan of Sherlock Holmes reimagining) press word to look up in the magic dictionary, or flip to google for more information. It is magic. All those books and hundred+ more saved and catalogued in my Library, or deleted as not worth the life hours to reread. 

Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Bought The Load

 The Art Of Life Tarot ~ 10 of Wands

Fortitude. Perseverance. Good luck with that. 

I will add embarrassment, cowardice, deplorable self-centered ignorance. We deserve everything we get. We bought this load, now we carry it.

Monday, December 7, 2020


 Art Of Life Tarot ~ Page of Wands

Not sure I agree with this quote. What I wanted to become as a Page is the last thing I want to become now. A lived life has brought me a lot of unexpected and unintentional veerings. The very idea of, in this case, living my entire life with one career makes my brain errp. More power to those that do, the ones that hone and grow their life's work. 

I do have fun every day, honing and growing my spirit, I hope I never outlive that. And I look forward to who I may become...a long way from that Page. 

Sunday, December 6, 2020

Crazy Old Cat Lady

 Art Of Life Tarot ~ Devil

Like yesterday, another distorted opinion of self card. How many thousands of times have I judged someone else knowing absolutely nothing about their story? 

The psychology behind 'crazy old cat lady' is they don't think anyone else can care for cats or dogs or children as well as they. So they keep gathering up living creatures, being neither suited or able to do the right thing. The animals or children end up being taken into care in a lump group, which narrows the quick chance for a real home, and it breaks the creature hoarder, physically and financially. Lose Lose. 

I need to remember my inner crazy old cat lady persona and lay off the judgemental crazy old lady. I have enough inner devil to float ten people's boats, enough already. Let it go. Let it go. Let it go I sigh.

Saturday, December 5, 2020

My Own Wrinkled Reflection

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Brush Turkey

False ideology, wrinkled introspection. Brush Turkey didn't like herself or anyone else particularly. She scorned the other forest birds based on her own bent reflections, and when chance gave  her fire she burnt the verdant forest to the ground forming the central red desert of Australia. 

And that effort gave her dull soot colored feathers and red wrinkled face and neck. I wonder how often I've given myself that reward for prejudging someone else's inner spirit. We've come in contact with a number of seemingly rabid dog rescue groups in the past month, wondering why they are bussing dogs in from other states and countries, when there are so many going hungry here. Reminds me of the rabid anti-abortionists, who offer nothing to orphanages, better funding for inspections of foster homes, no open door of their own. But maybe that is just my wrinkled reflection I'm seeing. 

Friday, December 4, 2020

In The Line

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Sun

Perpetual motion, journey. Today we are on the road, unusual for us, but it may result in the new family member we are ready to welcome into our life. 

Many animals have been given up because of Covid, either their owner has died from it or jobs and consequently, homes have been lost. 

Still debating even getting the vaccine? See where you stand in line in this article...after the rich and famous get theirs of course. We are low on the trickle down path, but the good news is there are all those crash test dummies in front of us. 

Thursday, December 3, 2020

Free Meat

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Seal

Like our American buffalo herds, the Australian fur seals at Seal Rock are slaughtered and gone. Sometimes  the environmentalists go too far but if humans don't have some kind of check, they also go too far. 

Rob is licensed to carry, as are many members of my family. We don't hunt anymore, the nothing matters blood lust of Rob's war years passed, and we figured out shouting "free meat" was just an excuse to kill. Nothing free about all the licensing and equipment and time off work associated with that little bit of free meat. 

I guess this is one of my sub-soapboxes, if I raise a spear or pistol it will be to protect my personal body, I'll be no ones free meat or fur coat.

Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Making A Keet

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Rainbow Lorikeet

Disabilities. This is the story of a little girl with twisted limbs and constant pain, who was transformed into a beautiful shining bird who could fly away, leave it all behind. Lovely story. Not life. 

I don't even know if I'm allowed to say disability now. I know a lot of us are the d word that doesn't show. Most of us probably if truth be told. Humans are fragile on the outside and inside, when we aren't being tough. 

A teacher identified herself to me a few days ago as she/her and I didn't have a clue what she was talking about. When she explained I laughed and said I didn't have a clue what all the other self-identifiers meant either and was afraid to look them up for fear of what the searches would inverdently bring back and I'd need to boil my eyes. 

All I know for sure is humans have Always been born different, maybe 2020 is when they get to say so. And honestly? I don't want or need to know their sexual persuasion. Because it doesn't matter, only love and we all need that. I hope we all find it and sometimes that love is disabled too. It takes work to make a Rainbow Lorikeet.

Tuesday, December 1, 2020

The Boy Formerly Known As B

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Moon

Cycles and changes. We are working the process for making a big one, adopting a new family member. 

We've been here a good number of times before, it is always scary and exciting. Hard work and big fun. 

Hats off to the many and myriad dog rescue groups who give so much and work so hard to save the ones who can't save themselves. 

Monday, November 30, 2020

Reward and Punishment

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Kangaroo

Marsupials were gifted their baby carrying pouch from Spirit in return for the kindness shown to a aged wombat by a mother kangaroo. 

Not all good deeds go rewarded, and sometimes they are punished as the saying goes, but it shouldn't stop us from thoughtful actions, everyday kindness, generosity of spirit. These cost nothing and gain much. One on one we haven't forgotten, but as a world, I'm not so sure. 

Sunday, November 29, 2020

Makes Me Laugh

 Oracle of the Dreamtime ~ Echidna

If I can't have it neither can anyone else. Echidna wanted all the honey but he couldn't get to it and no one would give him the tools to do so, so in spite he drank up all their water. The ill thought out plan ended poorly. 

Didn't have to, he could have shared with the community. His nature wouldn't allow it, mine all mine ruled his life. The lesson in this, his life ended, early and painfully. 

I'm thinking about sending sizable checks to my five nieces and nephews, just because. There is a string...I want them to let me know eventually what they spent it on. One of the favorite what if conversations of our early broke days was what if someone gave me X dollars. I've thought of that often as I've moved through my life generations. Each generation the focus changed.  The memories make me laugh. And I'd like not to be remembered as the selfish Echidna who could have shared and didn't. 

Saturday, November 28, 2020

Tipping Point

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 23

Mountain over Earth. Splitting apart.            

Inferior influences hold sway, evil feeds on evil and misfortune is reaching for its peak. The challenge is holding true while Mountain over Earth works to split apart all that is whole and good. Will the tipping point be reached? It is very close. 

Image credit: Nikki Wyss, Raw Footage Photography

Friday, November 27, 2020

If Anyone Cared

 I Ching Oracle ~ Hexagram 59

Wind over Water. White caps. We say 'the river is full of chop' here. If in a boat your teeth hit your skull with every chop. Whap. Whap. Whap. Your options are ride it out white knuckling the gunwale or the tiller and hope it doesn't get worse, or offload to land. 

Life chop, well, sometimes there isn't any resolving, only finding personal release. Today is the big fire day. Torching the huge pile of limbs and debris cleanup from downing two forest giants for firewood this spring. I'm respectfully adding two packages. Releasing, resolving only way left to me. 

I'm crying, and will cry again later. But maybe some of that dreadful chop will resolve to calm water. It's been nine years after all...if anyone cared but me I'd have heard about it by now. 

Thursday, November 26, 2020

Lost Lakes

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 61

Wind over Lake. There are ancient lakes wind has through time, completely depleted. Now sand. Ringed by bones of dinosaurs coming for their last drink, sucked down in mud that remained.

If this strange year has changed nothing we are a hopeless breed indeed, deserving of the mud fate that awaits us. The bog created by history books, white man history, framed in glory. Mired in lies and manipulation and sleight of hand. 

We've been force fed history books that show today as fat pilgrims around well built tables, laden with corn on the cob and beautifully baked whole turkeys. Do a search for the real first thanksgiving and read awhile. Start a new tradition with truth. And teach it to your children. Then spend some time with the reality of Cortez, Columbus, Custer...our history is the mud of lost lakes, glossed over photoshopped fairy tales. Today's children deserve better, I'll do Thanksgiving when I see that wisdom a reality. 

Wednesday, November 25, 2020


 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 57

Wind over Wind. This hexagram suggests small puffs for quick change. Sustained winds require bigger rearrangements. And in Tao manner, always with gentle thought, truth forefront. 

Life changes, just like wind direction. I believe the very basis of Tao is bend, don't snap. I've made a number of changes this year, tiny and long term both. Mostly driven to it because I felt I was at the breaking point. That brittleness is hard to live with, harder to sustain. Better that I bent. It is a shame humans hate change so isn't bad once you get off your (Y) and start. Little bites at a time. Baby steps. 

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Giving In To Thunder

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 51

Thunder over Thunder! Sounds exciting. What it means is we've been guided by ego, and honor has dwindled to nothing. The heart has faded; whipped and encouraged by invective the mind runs on autopilot, thinking only of yesterday. 

I speak for myself, knowing it can take years to clean up that kind of life mess. Enlightenment can be painful. Especially when I was right and they were wrong still lingers. And the world rolls on by and we willingly bathe in the thunder until one day we realize we are the only ones suffocating in the lava. The world doesn't care, and we only have one individual life, and wasting it on thunder which produces nothing is sad beyond sad. 

Carpola happens. Get over it. I wonder just how many times I've murmured Let It Go. Millions. Because I know it works. Eventually. 

Monday, November 23, 2020

Weirdest Year

 I Ching Tarot ~Hexagram 19  

Lake over Earth. Approaching powerful beneficial influences. Good news on any level. Apparently effective vaccines are on the way. And they will be double vetted because the rich and famous will get them first, long before they trickle down to real people. The same way testing works. Still can't get tests on demand here. 

2020 will probably go down as the weirdest year those of us alive now will ever live through. It has encouraged me to make some serious changes...might as well, can't change the world or anyone else. 

Yesterday? The things I've sorted into bins and boxes over the last three years for donation, but seem to cling to regardless, went into the Jeep. The pile has been rising on two sides of the living room, just sitting there, shouting 'you can't let go you can't let go'. Well they are outta here the next trip down the hill. And as part of the national hive mind apparently, I put up a little lighted tree. Haven't bothered with a tree in at least 15 years. Two changes in one day. Wow.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

A Spoon And A Ship

I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 53

Wind over Mountain, no pressure, just steady breeze at our back. One bite at a time, a dragon can be devoured with a spoon. Not that I would, I love dragons. But the concept, it is a good one, tried and true. 

I changed my life 20 years ago, 15 minutes a day, over the course of 9 months. My environment, which turned into a mental wake-up call, which turned into good stewardship as opposed to no ship at all. 

I'm an all or nothing person which can be both blessing and curse. If I join something I take part, not lurk. The drawback to that commitment gene is I also avoid a lot of things other people enjoy just because I can't or won't make that personal commitment. I guess our personality is our Wind, the Mountain is our life. We can hang about the shoulders dabbling, or we can edge around ever higher, or we can shoot for straight up, get it over with, and enjoy the slide down the other side. I think life is all three, I'm paddling my ship with my trusty spoon. 

Saturday, November 21, 2020

A New Tradition

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 18

Mountain above Wind. Spoiled through neglect, rejuvenated via effort. 

Unless we are dead, our lives aren't spoiled. I can hardly believe the fuss people are kicking up because they've been asked, politely, to not haul their dirty-ass germs to the Thanksgiving table. Not surprising though, Americans put the capital A in Arrogant and are reaping that wind. 

The thing about traditions, is it only takes once to make one. The next year it is a tradition. So next year we'll have new ones. This year we get to make one. A special one we can laugh and cry over and share next year. If we are still alive. A bunch of us won't be. 

Friday, November 20, 2020

Wisdom And Power

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 34

Thunder over Heaven. True power lies in harmony with what is right. In a perfect world maybe. The hexagram wisdom I've been offered this week could be applied to the outside world in heaping wheelbarrows full. 

But this desk isn't the world. I'm not in power of nations.

What I need to remember is how much power I have in this home. My mood and actions affect everyone. I can see the results of that power immediately. Using it unwisely makes me no better than a pouting bully. 

Thursday, November 19, 2020

Follow The Truth

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 17

Thunder over Wetlands. Yin + yin. Two energies, adaptability and flexibility yoked together for good. 

I would call this image doing it in a kick-ass way. Movin' on. Gettin' on with it. Doin' it. All over it. Leading by learning. 

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Lake Over Fire

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 49

A new approach. 

This book/deck has a much gentler take on the hexagrams, this is Wetlands over Fire. My quibble would be Wetlands as a word was first introduced in 1669, the I Ching was first published 9th Century BC... Nothing wrong with that, a new viewpoint is good for us. My stand-by  translation by Brian Browne Walker is probably closer to the ancient teachings. He translates Lake over Fire hexagram as Revolution. 

Either way I want to understand it, change is upon us. We are tough, or we'll get tough, or we'll not change and we'll get gone. Easy Peasy. 

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

You Aren't A Guest

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 26

The companion book with this deck indicates mountain over heaven hexagram is the choice between moving back home or powering through hard times. Being given a fish or learning to fish.  

We powered though, but we were a long way from anyone we could have moved in with, and we had a mortgage, not an investment we were willing to walk away from. So Rob worked all the overtime he could get and I worked two jobs and we lived close to the bone. 

That is  no brag, I don't ever want to rub up against those times again. I only wish the best to those facing the move in with someone else decision, in these Covid times. And the only advice I can offer is, you aren't a guest. Pitch in, everywhere, without being asked. 

Monday, November 16, 2020


 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 56

A journey made with modesty will make more progress than one made with billigerance. Not sure when I last thought about that word. I got belligerent yesterday when I lept into my quilt room and the power strip for the light and iron wouldn't work. 

Unplugged everything including the source plug. Plugged everything in, nothing. Kept flipping the power switch waiting for a miracle, nothing. Inserted rakafratz words a few times, hadn't been in there for a month but now I wanted to work, Right Now. 

The power tester showed the strip was fried. Well that was a start, information always is, but I had to get out the last remaining Christmas box I own and dig in it for the strip I used for the little village at the beauty shop. But strip in place, on the road again, and all the billigerance in the world no help at all. The world would be a better place if I remember this lesson. It doesn't work, doesn't help, is embarassing. Anyway, smooth traveling today, leisurely pace.

Sunday, November 15, 2020

Happy Heart Follows Happy Face

 I Ching Tarot ~ Hexagram 58

Delight. Joy. Bring it on.  Why not start acting on it, today? 

The 15th is pizza day at the Woerz's, our one day to go mad calorie-wise.  Homemade dough. Classico pizza sauce. Jimmy Dean Hot sausage. Armour Pepperoni. Tillamook medium cheddar and Lucerne Jack cheese. 425° on the preheated pizza stone for 15 minutes. We even have special plates, just for the 15th. 

I haven't set down to my sewing machine for at least a month. I need to get over the world and get into my happy place. The good  news is I deep cleaned in there while my brain was away, so double happy place. My recycled shirts Heart quilt is sitting there by the machine, next strip pinned in place, waiting for me. How could I disappoint it, on this Hexagram 53 day? If I fit on a happy face, maybe the happy heart will follow. And I'll disregard the absolute fact there is no such thing as an I Ching Tarot. 

Saturday, November 14, 2020


 PetraK Tarot ~ Ace of Wands

Inexhaustible potentials. 

It is 5 AM, my kitten who barely speaks above a whisper has shouted me awake. It is good to be able to be up, to be breathing, to be alive. To have potential.

It is bad to update my Grief post. The numbers are staggering and moreso because it didn't have to be this way. 

Friday, November 13, 2020

Corpse Whisperers

 PetraK Tarot ~ 5 of Coins

The autopsy is complete, yet the corpse rots on. A zombie at the wheel, who'd a thought it possible. 

Consulting Dr, Google I find: To kill zombies, you need to destroy their brains. The most surefire route is simply lopping off the cranium with a chainsaw, machete, or samurai sword. Mind the follow-through, anything less than 100 percent decapitation just makes them angry.

Of course there are the Corpse Whisperers egging the zombie on; yes we now have Squattergate.

Thursday, November 12, 2020

The Unresolved Issue

 PetraK Tarot ~ 4 of Swords

"The Sword on the dark plain shows that not all issues are resolved" PetraK. We made a fundamental change to our lifestyle yesterday. I've been mulling it over since my retreat on the river last month. It has crossed my mind for years. Real change requires a reason. 

Only took Rob about three hours to view the idea from all angles, then surprising me, he got onboard. A handful of honey-dos, a couple of sub-honey-dos and we are in business.

We usually need a retreat for a reason. Think about the reasons, choose one to work on. And commit. Doesn't have to be earthshaking. But it might be! The only unresolved issue? A clock, believe it or not. 

Wednesday, November 11, 2020


PetraK Tarot ~ Knight of Coins

Patient, slow to anger, never hasty. Hardworking, enjoys the outdoors, can be passive-aggressive. 

I see this Knight this morning, in a Thothy deck, and all I get is pinterest. I.E debils spawn. spit spit. Not a fan. Anyway, a Page might be the person who collects imaginary adventures and pastes them in their pinterest scrapbook. The Knight is actually out there doing the adventures, doesn't need no stinkin' badges. He is immersed in life, not pasting pictures of someone else's. I bow to their go-get-em-ness. 

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Zero Beeswax

 PetraK Tarot ~ Fool

All eager and excited, and no experience or wisdom to go with it. We never outgrow the Fool stage, a good and wonderful thing, but it doesn't take much thinking on our part to avoid the unpleasant side effects. 

I have an acquaintance who thinks the shopping channel hosts are actually talking to her directly. So she has it on 24 hours a day. Leaves it on when they go on vacation. Honest. She says sometimes they even come on the line when she orders. Of course they would, she is paying a good portion of their salary. 

She is smart, no dementia. She has lots of friends, not alone. The only thing I can figure is sheer habit. But her shopping has changed the trajectory of their long term retirement plans. Is she a fool? Or am I for worrying about something that is zero my beeswax? Me I think. 

Monday, November 9, 2020

Rooting For The Enemy

 PetraK Tarot ~ 3 of Swords

At least it isn't a dove with blood pouring out of it's stabbed heart. Yet the central sword is deeply driven into the base, the remaining merely acolytes, just for shows, pretenders, no use at all. 

PetraK sees this card as the road to rehabilitation. I doubt it, swords won't give like wands or offer like cups or buy change like coins. They scar. They sever. I feel I've been severed from 49% of my tribe. I feel ill at the idea of ever setting foot in 49% of my country. If that isn't a buried sword I don't know what is. Humans. Never change, never grow, never move forward. 3 of Swords. It's so grim, I'm rooting for Covid 19. 

Sunday, November 8, 2020

Extinguished Match

 PetraK Tarot ~ 9 of Wands

Extinguished matches. Useless nubs. Not even enough source wood to start a fire. It is hard to come back from this state, to reorder the mind, heart, and spirit, to cross the line and drop the load. We need a little Rubidium...rub it between our fingers for spirit, run H20 over it, get a spark going again. 

This sun at least invokes hope. That is more than I had a few days ago.  

Saturday, November 7, 2020

Water Burns

 Materia Prima Deck ~ Rubidium 37 Rb

In liquid form, if you've had a PET scan you've used this Element. Not something you want sitting around the house, it combusts spontaneously when exposed to air, and when combined with water, burns. In fireworks, the pretty purple. 

Bit like people. We have our triggers, and woosh...we are on fire, taking down friends and foe on the way. None of it necessary, I think humans just prefer to take sides, puff up our personal preferences, and everyone else is dumb as a door knob. Pity, that.

Friday, November 6, 2020

Eat Your Spinach

 Materia Prima Cards ~ Fluorine 9 F

Parents said eat your spinach although they probably didn't know why. I know it more commonly as fluoride, a yellow gas at room temperature, added to water for our teeth. Too much ingested over time can lead to holey bones and teeth. Too little can lead to holey bones and teeth.

The key to life, as Goldilocks found is knowing when enough is enough. Too bad it takes a lifetime to learn that, then we are dead and can't apply the wisdom. Glad I'm living to 120, just think how many years I'll have to actually be wise. Life is good. And so is Fluorine 9 F. 

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Potential Of Potential

 Materia Prima Deck ~ Bohrium 107 Bh

A synthetic Element, no known application as its half-life is 17 seconds. Yet it has been given an Atomic Number. It has its place in this deck. When they created and identified it in that Danish lab in 1981 did they celebrate? Laugh like donkeys? What's the point? 

Having done it I suppose. Making something that didn't exist before that minute. Maybe like me making sample quilt blocks. Or string blocks. Or extra blocks. Because of the potential of potential. 

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Not Alone

 Materia Prima Deck ~ Antimony 51 Sb

In ancient Egypt we'd be using it as Kohl around our eyes. The name derives from the Greek 'anti - monos', meaning not alone and is normally used in compounds as the fire retardant. Batteries, bullets, paint, infrared detectors, and diodes. Not commonly found, 88% of what we use comes from China. 

Ok, enough palaver, I've had my coffee, I'm going to go look. See if we've lost our mind or come to our senses. Either way, we bought it, we own it, we live with it. I hope I don't have to get out my antimony coated bullets. 

Tuesday, November 3, 2020


 Materia Prima Deck ~ Iridium 77 Ir

One of the rarest Elements on earth, scientists have contemplated this thin Element that coats the earth's crust does not occur naturally but came from outside our solar system...deposited when the meteor that likely caused the big bang occurred. Because of its non-corrosive properties and high melting point you and I would find it in our pen tips and spark plug points. 

Seems a waste for something so exotic. Yet fitting, there is a tiny little bit so we use it in tiny little things. I can live with that, along with the use it up wear it out philosophy. What else would it be doing but lying there thinking how did I get here?

Monday, November 2, 2020

Ouro Podre

 Materia Prima Deck ~ Palladium Pd 46

First  identified in 1803 by William Hyde Wollaston as a by-product of platinum. About 85% of today's mined palladium ends up in auto exhaust catalytic converters, where it helps turn toxic pollutants into less-harmful carbon dioxide and water vapor. In short supply for the last eight years, driving current pricing to $72.00 a gram. Each converter uses 2-30 grams depending on size of the vehicle. 

Early Brazilian miners called it ouro podre, worthless gold. How times change. And will change again, catalytic converters aren't needed in electric cars.This card reminds me of all the things and people I held in high regard that changed to disinterest or disuse over the years. Of the things I disregarded when I should have noticed. 

Our lifestyle alterations due to coronavirus strike me daily, how many of those changes will we take to heart for the better, how many will we sling from us later? And what ouro podre will I discard, what palladium will I draw to me today? 

And if you need a calming distraction this week, I'd call this Palladium... click here 

Sunday, November 1, 2020

Smash And Grab

 Materia Prima ~ Titanium Ti 22

A week with the Elements, the basis of the world. Chemistry anyone? My brain is ever ready to scoop information, on the minus side the scoop is a sieve. I recently read a whole book on the Elements, hardly remember any of it, but it's why I backed this deck. 84 beautiful cards, paper, a book without a spine. Elements?  Carbon, hydrogen and oxygen (C, H and O).

My scoop says Titanium was discovered by William Gregor, 1791, and the name is derived from the Titans. It is an allotrope, a new word learned this morning, the sieve has already almost lost what it means. 

A primary element in missiles. With a madman at the wheel, willing to smash and grab. I could use some Titanium allotroped into my brain, it is on deep vibrate this week nearing the breaking point; I hope for peace, I expect smash.