The High Priestess Rejoices
Today’s Blog Post will include another tale from my collection of “Fractured Tarot Tales” based on the Gilded Tarot Royale deck by Ciro Marchetti.
Once upon a time there was a young woman who decided to spend her life in pursuit of wisdom. As we all do when we are young, she started by examining the world around her. She was an excellent student and spent many, many years poring over volumes of the most wise and instructional things that humanity had pondered, learned, and built into the knowledge base of All That Is over the ages.
She studied history and learned about all of the great accomplishments of men through the ages, as well as all of the wars and loss that humans have brought upon themselves. She studied the writings of all the great thinkers of the ages. She studied mathematics and how that divine tool made possible so many of most amazing accomplishments through the ages. She learned the arts and their contributions as well.
Ultimately, of course, if you pursue it ardently enough, everything leads to spirit and after a time of looking outward to the energy of the manifested world, this young woman found herself drawn in a new direction. She began to realize that all that she had learned had a thread of divine compassion which ran through it, and while the outer world could boast of many accomplishments, she found herself drawn more and more to the inner world and its mysteries.
She began to spend more and more time in prayer and meditation, drawing on the deep and mystical sea of emotion and intuition that she could now see nourished the very roots of All That Is. She found herself passing through the gates of consciousness and down into the depths of this contemplation. Yet while she was deep in these depths, she could no longer sense the outer world and what is the point of gaining wisdom if you do not have a world in which to use it?
Then one magical night when the sun had gone to bed and the stars were beginning to emerge, she heard a silvery voice call to her. Who or what was it? After a time, she realized it was the moon, calling to her with a faint voice, as the moon was only in her waxing crescent phase, just beginning to have her full strength. She remembered something she had read among all of the wise writings, by a fellow named William Shakespeare in his tragic play called Romeo and Juliet. “Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly.”
That was it! In her search for wisdom, she had been looking for something that would be solid, constant, and immutable, but she suddenly she realized that there was only one constant; one immutable condition in the world, and that was change itself! Ecstatic with the joy of her discovery, she felt herself begin to rise from the dreamy depths of her meditative state and up, up, up into the air rejoicing in the satisfaction of connecting with this glorious path to wisdom. In this state, she knew in her heart that she would be able to offer inspiration to many other seekers. As above, so below, as within, so without…
