Well, the spring planting is finally finished and now I can take a breather, as we say here in Maine (more like breeth-ah). I have been busy, busy, busy since last I wrote. I planted carrots, and beets, beet greens, lettuce, cabbage, kale, turnips,
rutabagas, broccoli, fennel, bok choy, lots and lots of onions, and peas. We still have room for the tomatoes and cukes, but need to find some place else for our corn, potatoes, squash, beans, and summer squash... so I have decided to find a nice home for the goats, and expand the garden. The herb garden I started last year is looking nice too, with sage, oregano, savory, thyme, chives and tarragon all up, and basil, parsley and lovage seedlings waiting for the last frost - usually within 3 days after the full moon in June, unless it's a late one.
Everything just seems to be better and better. My raspberries and wild blueberries are spreading. I found baby choke cherry trees, and service berry bushes, and an apple I had thought was dead all growing in an isolated corner. The fiddle heads are up, and what more can I say. Life is good.
The Wheel of Fortune - This speaks to the spiritual law: As Within So Without. Our fool has changed, and is a fool no longer, so of course the outward reality of his life is going to change too. With every mastery of some thing that used to push those buttons, or some unresolved childhood pain, or owning of what was once denied (what we were in denial of), the people, places, things, times and events that once reflected to us what we needed to learn, all troop out of our lives. They aren't needed any more, and new mirrors appear to take us even further along our way.
Some call this time of flux the dark night of the soul. This is because we are actually physically addicted to our reality as it is. Every time we do something we are used to doing regularly, like getting angry, or sexy, or weepy, we are taking a hit. It isn't bad, but it will eventually disrupt the normal protein synthesis in the cell and begin the degradation we call aging. To truly change means experiencing a period of withdrawal.
Symbolically we see the wheel of our fortune turning. On top is the Sphinx, keeper of the Riddle of Life, and dealer of death to those who cannot divine the answer (the answer is all over the place though - change, learn new things, grow). Descending on the wheel is the Apep monster, a euphemism for the digestive tract of Nut. It, with it's many ribs, represents here the carnal human, all about appetites. Ascending is the warrior god Set. We know this is the canine form of Set because he is red, whereas Anubis would always be black; and because Set is the only god who can defeat the Apep monster. He rides in the bow of Ra's solar barge and fights the monster every night (remember Nut eats the solar barge every evening and births it every dawn, she doesn't digest it and excrete it, she births it). Set was an old god long before Isis and Osiris came on the scene, and he represented the terrible power of the desert. It was a sort of Zen power, a stripping away of the fleshy and unnecessary, leaving the bare bones of truth behind. In the four corners of the card are the four living beasts which represent the altar and throne of God, as well as the four fixed signs of the zodiac - Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, and Aquarius. They are reading your book of life, your soul, because now it is interesting again. The wheel then is the wheel of the sun's circuit daily, it is a day - an admonition to live in the moment least you unguardedly fall back into old ways. There are two aspects of the wheel which point to another understanding as well: a wheel may just sit in one place, spinning, making a rut for it self, or it can take you on a journey. It all comes down to choice.
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