Category Archives: Majors

The Tower

The last card to be built. The tower. Indomitable. Illusion. Collapse. The tower appears to have a solid foundation, but look at the crown. It’s own fronds are forming lightening strikes. It’s berries have ripened to a deep cherry red, and are about to abandon the tree, and launch themselves into the air… to fall to the ground. They’ll be dashed. Or will they? They’ll rebuild, new towers. Many new towers. Permanency is an illusion. Be prepared for change. You may be about to be shaken.…

The Chariot

Timeless motion of my birds’ beating wings told me, “We are the chariot”. The bird is able to fly by beating his wings back and forth, around and around. Flight is something man has long dreamed of. We do it today in big mechanical birds – jets – but they can’t compare to the humble bird. Why does beating one’s wings backwards move one forward? Why does a bird not fly one beat forward, one beat back? The bird knows that this beating will get him where he wants to go. He can also beat his wings wildly and go nowhere. Knowing where to go is one thing. You have to want to go there, too.…

The Wheel

All my life’s a circle, sunrise and sundown, The moon rolls through the night time Till the day break comes around All my life’s a circle, but I can’t tell you why The seasons spinning round again The years keep rolling by. (Harry Chapin) The wheel is rolling, turning, spinning – never stopping. Time – nothing more than a breath of wind. Life blows away like the seeds of the dandelion, not to end, but to start again. To multiply and to return to you the riches of the earth – life: the power of all creation.…

The Empress

Once I began to think tarot deck, my photos started to replay themselves in my mind. This photo of my very pregnant daughter, Jade, cried out to me to be the Empress. Although as she informs me, she was anything but content at the time I took this photo! Heavily pregnant and content, the Empress sits in a sunlit clearing, surrounded by the bounty of her earth and filled with the bounty of her love. It’s taken time to get here, though. Her belly didn’t appear fruitful and ripe overnight. It took time, nurturing, patience. You’ve heard of a germ of an idea? Germinate. That’s how ideas grow. An idea germinates into a dream, a reality. It doesn’t matter if…

Justice

It’s all about balance. Bushfire – it sweeps through the bush, destroying the underbrush and burning the scrub. Bushfire cleanses. Life isn’t gone, it’s just been altered. The old cleaned up to make way for the new. The fire has made room for new growth. The heat from the fire splits open the seed casings allowing the cycle to start over. The bush did no wrong, it’s not being punished; this is simply nature’s way. It’s about balance. Keeping weeds in check, perhaps. It’s about allowing the forest to regenerate.…

The Emperor

My grandmother would never kill a beetle. My grandfather used to always tell her that he would live his next life as a beetle. He builds his castle and defends it with a will that belies his size. He’s fierce and strong, but flip him over and he finds his legs flailing wildly in the air. Set him on his feet though and he’ll keep on going and going, working and building. Maybe this is why he gets himself flipped over. Maybe pedalling in the air is a form of escapism. Keeping on going and being strong can become a chore. Have you ever annoyed a beetle? Angry little bugs, they can be!…

The Priestess

She’s a bird – a magpie. She’s beautiful. When I took this photo she sat on a car and let me walk right up to her. She wasn’t at all timid. But then why would she be? She was free! Here she sits quietly, just watching. She knows plenty though. Do you get the feeling that she knows your deepest secret as you look into those incredibly intense eyes? She does. She can tell you things that will astound you. Can you hear her? You have to listen carefully; her voice is like the whisper of the breeze in the trees that surround her. Her knowledge is ancient, like the crescent moon. She’ll sing wondrously, but that’s not what you’re…

The Lovers

I’d been wondering how to approach this card. I didn’t want to show a male/female couple, because to me that’s not what lovers are. I also didn’t want to have multiple lovers cards. I wanted one, a simple card, to be gender irrelevant. And then I saw this photo and I knew. Two trees twined one around the other. Starting out on their journey separately and ending it together. They are together, but still individual and unique. They share a partnership, a synchronicity, they complement each other. They understand each other without question, as if they share one mind, with shared goals and dreams.…

The Hierophant

That’s a horrible sounding word – hierophant. But his lesson is worth hearing. Take stock of what you have. What really matters to you? If you lost it all or if you gave it all away tomorrow – what would you have then? Look around you… what do you see? The world!! Ownership is an illusion. Material possessions are not that which will bring you knowledge. If you give away your knowledge, you’ll still have it. You’ll simply have shared it with another. Don’t hang on to unnecessary baggage. It will only weigh you down. Look out there, at the world. It’s got it all!…

The Magician

Magical things happen in my garden. They probably happen in yours too. Have you looked lately? The caterpillar wraps himself tightly into a cocoon and then magic works its wonders, as he finds himself transformed into a butterfly. The butterfly emerges slowly from his cocoon, beats his wings and then takes on the world, startling it with his beauty. If a little green grub can become a beautiful winged creature, what possibilities does the earth give to the rest of us? Don’t limit yourself by what you think you can do. Did the caterpillar know that one day he could fly? I think not. But look at him now, as free as a bird. Life will give you the tools…

The Star

Chinese star jasmine – Trachelospermum jasminoides – hangs over a trellis in my garden. Dry, Australian earth and sparkling pond water, again, in my garden. Jasmine stars hanging in the sky turn their face to the sun, looking for praise, or they hide away behind one another. They can be strong and bright and confident and so very easily crushed. They can stand up to a storm and they can have people walk all over them. The garden pond will quench their thirst and that of the parched ground. It’s sweet, sparkling and clear. The grass is lush, now. Sit and stay a while.…

Strength

This was the card that actually inspired me to begin work on a deck of my own. One of the threads on Aeclectic Tarot forums became a project for a group tarot deck. I created two cards, which aren’t used here, but which formed the basis for the design of those cards in this deck. This card however, I wanted for my own. The young huntress, alone on a plain, looks towards the distance. Her lion at her feet, staff in hand. She’s unafraid. She’s strong and sure of herself. Her wild beast has been calmed and she is in control.…

The Fool

My husband is My Fool. The fool I love. He’d leap off a cliff if he thought it was a good idea. He did, actually, when he was a young fool. He’s an older fool now, but he can still take a tumble if he’s not careful. However, he won’t be just anybody’s fool. The fool is just starting on his journey and is excited. So excited that he doesn’t necessarily see where he’s going before he gets there. Look before you leap, or you might well find that the next step you take will have you flying off a cliff. That’s not necessarily a bad thing though. Just be sure to have your wings firmly attached when you leap.…