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Circle Celebrations and Faery Fun
I tried several times to write this blog, pulling cards from sophisticated art decks, but got nothing. Just a blank page. At last I hunted down my Mystic Faerie Tarot and then the devious fey energy finally came through.
When I asked these sassy cards what I should focus on for my blog post, I pulled the Eight of Cups, Magician reversed and the Eight of Swords. These clever little fairies were already playing tricks with me: the eights are associated with the planet Mercury through qabalistic correspondence and the Magician card is astrologically associated with the same planet. Mercury, the Roman god known as Hermes to the Greeks, was a trickster, thief and practical joker as well as being associated with writing and communication. I could hear the fairies giggling at their little joke. They were reminding me not to take myself too seriously!
The Eight of Cups shows a pixie-ish mer-fairy ascending from a lily pond on a dragonfly. The Eight of Swords shows a glum fairy wrapped in thorny tendrils looking dejectedly at the viewer from amid big beautiful pink and blue roses, while rising up behind her stretch the variegated green shoots of what looks to me like horsetail.
I thought of the Botanic Gardens. Once I visited the lily pond in late July and it was almost completely covered with green pads and beautiful flowers. But when I visited it in May of this year, the lily pads were few and far between. In May the roses weren’t blooming yet, although certainly they would be now. Even the dragonflies at the Dragonfly Pond were in hiding last time I was there – a few came out to play but not the dragonfly convention I had seen before. But April’s fragrant lilacs lingered.
I thought of horsetail. Late May or early June is the time to harvest horsetail. I remembered the special place I know, easy to get to yet with a remote feeling. Down in a grassy gulch, under the shade of the cottonwoods, cool and shadowy, walking through the tall reedy male horsetail and the ferny female, carefully snipping a little here, a little there – the rule for wildcrafting is that no one should be able to tell you’ve been there. It’s almost the inverse of flower arranging: rather than looking for an empty spot to fill with just the right bloom, I look for dense areas where a stalk or two will not be missed.
This is all wrong, I think. I’m not on topic at all. I’m supposed to be writing about the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, the height of solar power.
When I was part of a circle that celebrated the seasonal holidays, we used to make a magical and fun liqueur. We would use oranges to represent the solar power and carefully carve off just the orange layer of the peel, no white, place it in a bottle, and fill it with brandy. Our magical mantra was, “I’ve caught the sun, the sun is mine, and now its power cannot decline!” We’d let our potion steep in a cupboard out of the light until the equinox, at which time we’d strain out the orange peel and then add honey to bring a balance of sweetness to our fiery brew. Then we’d let it sit again in darkness until the winter solstice when we would break it out to bring energy to the dark time of the year.
My shade grown horsetail doesn’t fit this paradigm at all, I thought.
I glance down at the table and see the Magician reversed. Inner power, I think. No, that’s too Strength. Hidden power, latent power, power you’re not aware of yet. Or maybe the power of holding your power, waiting, not using it yet.
The Dragonfly Pond, the Lily Pond. Roses now but not then. Horsetail in the past, in the cool. The very moment of the Sun’s highest power, captured, stored, sweetened, shared. Everything has its moment of perfection, its right time, its just now. The same day the sun is at its highest power the horsetail waits ready in its dim bower. The late lilacs still bloomed in May while the roses held their power within. The sun in its power could become corrupt if it didn’t follow its annual cycle of increase and decrease.
The summer solstice is marked by the Sun entering Cancer. In some ways you might think that the Sun would find its height of strength in its fiery domicile of Leo, or perhaps earlier in the spring when it enters its exaltation in Aries. But no, the longest day is in the watery, empathic, intuitive sign of Cancer. In about a week Jupiter will join the Sun in the sign of the crab, adding its optimistic attitude to a grand trine in water: Sun and Jupiter trine to Saturn in Scorpio trine to Neptune in Pisces. If you feel a little dreamy, solitary, inner-oriented on the first day of summer, it might be the influence of this introspective and emotional configuration. The fairies know this – they come out at twilight, they like darkness and confusion, and they seem to evaporate like dew when the sun gets hot. They play in cool shadows and lead you off the direct path into unknown territory. They wander through garden mazes and hardly ever get to the point.
As above, so below. When the sun is at its fullest power, we look for our own similar expression. But today the fairies say, power grows in cool shade just as it does in glaring heat. The god Mercury traveled between the worlds and was as comfortable in Hades as he was on the heights of Mount Olympus. The fairies give you this gift: that what achieves full power is always born of darkness. And your cycle is your own. Is today your day of roses in the sun? Or is it your day to quietly harvest horsetail and not let anyone know you’ve been there? Your time is just now, your place is exactly where you are, and you celebrate your power no matter where on the circle it falls.
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Joy Vernon is a Certified Professional Tarot Reader and Reiki Teacher in Denver, Colorado. Her specialty is the Empyrean Key Transformational Guidance, which combines energetic and esoteric modalities to help her clients break through blocks and align themselves with their higher purpose. For information on upcoming classes or to schedule an appointment, please visit JoyVernon.com.
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