This week I'll be working with the 'Devas of Creation' oracle deck by Cilla Conway published by cc3 and the 'Tarot of the Spirit' by mother and daughter duo Pamela and Joyce Eakins and published by US Games. Both of these decks are rich in imagery and symbolism, with a lush color palette and refined eye to detail.
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| Ocean ~ Devas of Creation |
Deva(s) is a Sanskrit word used to describe a class of beings from the Vedic period meaning alternately 'shining ones' 'angels' 'divine beings' and so forth. I know the word best from my Buddhist studies and the devas have been part of my inner pantheon for several decades now. As such this deck feels quite accessible to me from the start.
Today's card depicts the
Deva of the Ocean, a primordial, mysterious, unfathomable environment that surrounds our entire planet. Of this card Cilla suggests that
'currents are moving, the ice is melting. It reminds us of the unconscious, its deep emotions and fears...this Deva's appearance hints at something stirring in the depths, the kraken or the primordial goddess Tethys.' As I look at the image I can sense the weight and majesty of such sub-oceanic energy and try and follow its current in my own body for these streams live within as well as without. I'm able to touch something that is still without name and form but feels like a definite presence unfolding according to its own time, its own place. I spend some time drifting with it, allowing a sense of salinity and fluidity to wash over and through me. The top of the card begins to look like the surface of the ocean where light dapples and beckons in contrast to the slow-moving, sober energy beneath it. Allowing the light to dapple over the surface of my skin while maintaining an awareness of primordial energy moving within my cells is a wonderfully balanced feeling, a sense of allowing both mysteries to inter-be, not one at the expense of the other but both.
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| Five of Fire ~ Tarot of the Spirit |
From the watery depths to the fiery heights! This card, Five of Fire entitled,
The Struggle, feels like the direct antithesis of the oracle card. Of course fire applied to water produces vapor in which case the result might be more refined.
Of this card the author writes about the sense of inner struggle being experienced, the conflict between striving and immobility and the feeling of chaos that ensues as a result of this tension. Her suggestion is to allow oneself to 'fail' or to 'lose' and that by so doing the gain will be immense.
In this card we are looking down into the crater of a volcano which is beginning to fold in on itself. The innermost depths are black, the absence of light, the black hole where captured light 'unshines'. The feminine force of understanding, seen in the colors of blue and green, is locked outside the eruption- a key detail. The wands have become rods battering at the eruption, laser crystals cutting away at anything extraneous.
Pamela speaks further about attempts to return to old ideas or to retrace steps as being wholly counterproductive. I was just writing something very similar in a letter to a friend, the sense of lessons learned that can't be unlearned for the way they've taken root in my body. And yet the way forward is not clear. This card very much mirrors the feeling for me, the sense of density, of old structures no longer being useful but with new structures as yet to be known. And that only in the doing will they become manifest, evident.
On the Tree of Life, which the author draws from with this deck, the fifth circle is the Circle of Geburah known as Severity. Geburah represents the energy of destruction, the process of catabolism, of disintegration. And that occurs by Fire in this card. I'm reminded of how certain conifers need a forest fire to allow the release and germination of their seeds from the cone, how it is critical for renewing the boreal forest, how it purifies the ground for new life to begin. And as Spinoza so aptly put it,
Nature abhors a vacuum. There is a measure of comfort in this, the sense that
something will flower in that disorienting, scorched emptiness if the tension can be maintained...
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| Nine of Water ~ Tarot of the Spirit |
And here
it is, a return to the water realm with the sense that if the initiations in the Five have been properly integrated the result is the
Rainbow Mirror seen in the Nine of Water. There is a lovely feeling of levity and beauty in this card, equilibrium and stability. Pamela includes some meditations with the cards and an excerpt from this one speaks directly to the lessons learned with the previous fiery card...
The Void is not so deep and burning
the Yearning not so great
in the quiet benediction
of the Resurrected Self
The poet in me appreciates the lyrical way she's approached this card...the quiet benediction of the Resurrected Self has such a spacious and gentle quality about it particularly in relation to the Five of Fire. We see emanations of the Tree of Life in this card with white light pointing in all directions. A rainbow bridge crosses the abyss, this bridge is the embodied knowledge of non-duality. At least that's how I'm interpreting it based on the author's descriptions.
There is with this card, the sense of time being a restorer of wholeness. There is integrity. And this being a Nine suggests a certain culmination and perfection of the original force of the Ace of this suit, which is Love undirected, unmanifest and wholly receptive. It has found a home in the center of the Self with the sense that,
You are your deepest intention.
This sphere is the Circle of Yesod on the Tree of Life, the sphere of the subconscious mind, the sphere of the Moon, an interesting correlation with the oracle card. The author talks of journeying into the cosmic sea of Yesod to see the reflected images of the collective unconscious, the mind which we share with each other, the sense that you are me and I am you, a rainbow of mirrors.
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| Tarot of the Spirit ~ Devas of Creation |
Looking at these three cards together I get the sense of slow-moving shifts that are occurring within and the sense that if the discomfort and disorientation arising can be lived with, felt and moved then the possibility for healing and joy is very much a possible reality. I wrote about this in a poem several years ago after a retreat, an excerpt of which is below...
...and how each breath is a bead to touch,
yourself worn smooth with the heat of opening,
with intimacy which is the magnification
of detail refracted. Your body is a heaven
arising as the ellipse of its own earth,
a celestial bending of light. You are
your deepest intention.