Auntie Eris’ New Adventures In Tarotland

Auntie Eris’ New Adventures In Tarotland

the high priestess from the Phantomwise Tarot © 2004-2012 Erin Morgenstern

I’m going to do something absolutely crazy, fun, scary, and totally straight from the book of right-on…

I’m going semi-pro. I’m going to read at a psychic fair!

Now, it’s just a small local one and I know quite a few of the vendors. The venue is in the beautiful old town I still consider my home, even though I don’t physically live there anymore. While the town is magical and magickal to me, the venue itself is too. It’s the first place I ever really got truly memorably drunk. It was memorable for everyone else… I don’t remember a thing.

It’s a huuuuuge step for me, but I think it will be fun. The experience of it is enough for me. I’m not doing this to make money… I’m working for ridiculously cheap! I’ll probably make a little extra pocket money, which I’m sure I’ll spend with some of the vendors there. It’s also a chance to redeem myself. I still feel ashamed for leaving my design career behind, but I realize now there was no other way. Physically, that’s not how things can work with me. FUBARmyalgia and slutty-rib syndrome, yo! Respect! The job I have does work, and doing tarot work is actually preferable to squabbling over the details of a shitty t-shirt design with a client who believes they know good design better than you do. If I talk and move, I am in less pain. If I begin the design process, I have a good chance to obsess over details, go into OCD mode until everything is PERFECT IT MUST BE PERFECT, ignore my needs, crash and I am not productive in much of anything other than maybe eating junk food.

Design classes absorbed all of the energy that once went into tarot, and I now realize I have a chance to bring them both together in a small sort of way. I know how to pimp it, more or less. I haven’t done design work in a while, and I’m careful not to throw myself into a project too often. Preparing for the show is a chance to use that skill for myself for once. I want to have fun doing this without triggering the negative side of that. I need to keep it simple, yet flexible…

From my business cards to my table display, I have an idea. It’s important to me to be honest about what I’m about. It’s not fairies or unicorns. I’m a friendly ear with a powerful tool whose goal is to help. Still… I can’t help but want to make the display convey that too. I want it to be approachable, subtly mystical, yet bold. I’m selling me as a reader, but I’ve also got to draw you in. I’m confident that I can do that, or at least stand out.

Morgan’s Tarot is part of it, and I’m also looking for a Rider-Waite based deck in black and white to use as well. Yes, only I would choose a brand new (to me) deck to use for my first my first display of public psychic fuckery. The Hermetic deck is not quite what I want. The BOTA color-it-yourself deck is too blah.

I’m getting the Light & Shadow deck, and the Fan Tod pack!

I also discovered the out-of-print yet also not-quite-completely-in-print Phantomwise Tarot by Erin Morganstern. I’m delighted, and mesmerized. I want to slowly tip toe behind the fool, and watch how her journey unveils. I’m usually such a color whore, but not for this one. The black, white, and grey is so lovely. I’m in love! Please someone publish this deck! Before my psychic fair, preferably.

I need something… THIS!

Another delightful thing? Morganstern is also the author of The Night Circus, a book I’ve been wanting to read.

So, it’s a project. I’m taking my time, and doing it for the right reasons. I’m not going to have sleepless nights slaving over a hot photoshop with my fascia stinging like a wasps nest made of pins to make it happen. I will do the work, but simple. Gentle.

Softly through the void!

I Got 99 Problems and A Witch Ain’t One!

I Got 99 Problems and A Witch Ain’t One!

Shit just got real.

I’m no longer a student. I’ve officially skipped a grade or two and am officially deserving of the title the High Priestess in more ways than just the weed related way.

I’d say I mean that ironically, but who am I kidding? I’m as high as a mother-fuhhhhgheddtaboutit right now, son!

Great Universal Mother of All Fuckers… I’m official. Kali-Ma-MA-GAGA-OOH-LA-LA has left the building, paring me down to my core. Hades and Persephone coaxed me back into life with the comforting familiarity of the Underworld. How can I ever fear death when it is inevitable, and the possible outcomes aren’t that bad? What? Wait for another life? I improve with age, and I’d like to think I wise up a bit each go-round on the Great Wheel. I like the Underworld. You know when you go there. He is the Fire of Earth. It’s warm but dense. Being grounded by Hades has been good. I’m back in balance on all accounts. Not much action like Shiva, but when he’s particularly pleased I always smell garlic and cooking meat!

There is a light that never goes out. I’ve always known that, and They tried to tell me. I just lacked the maturity and the ability to listen. It’s amazing what having your own bullshit smack you in the face in front of the LIVING embodiment of your self-proclaimed PATRON GODDESS can do.

No matter where you look around, we all have bullshit going down.

Do what thou wilt, but don’t be a dick (unless absolutely necessary).

It’s really that simple for me. If I’m kind to others, I get it back. There are so many good things that I don’t even know where to begin! I’m excited to write again and excited for what comes next.

Too late to turn back now, but I like where I’m headed. The strange coincidences are sacred occurrences. I live in a world both magic(k)al and real in ways that sometimes break my heart. I’ve always lived this way. I just never realized that it was always my religion, it just had no name.

I pull a tarot card at the beginning of each year. This year, I pulled the Hermit. I knew it was Hekate without question.

This should be a very interesting year.

I’m re-witched, reborn, and ready.

When Hekate is rockin’, you witches best be knockin’. Rock and roll.