The Tower is back! And it has perfect timing. Two days ago in this reading, The Tower came up to tell me that I was physically ready for stretching my psychic muscles. So, here is is again, and just a few hours after I had this dream last night:
A package arrived at the house. It wasn't addressed to anyone, and it wasn't marked from anyone. So I opened it. It was a newspaper from 1969. On the front page was a photo of the team who won the World Series. (You know, when they win, how the players all run to the field and hop all over each other? It was a photo of that.) It was the New York Mets, winning the 1969 World Series.When I woke up, I thought how crazy it would be if the Mets even played in the '69 World Series. So I looked it up online. Not only did they play in the World Series that year, but they did indeed win it!! Now, I couldn't tell you who won any World Series, not even last year's, let alone one that happened before I was even born. I couldn't tell you this information if my life depended on it, aside from taking one hell of a lucky guess.
This information is completely irrelevant to my life, so I don't know why I'm dreaming of sports. I guess it's just a random bit of trivia that was used because it was easily verifiable. So I could know instantly that it was true, and then identify that it was my psychic gears working. So that's the Tower card today. That lightning bolt of psychic information.
The first thing I did, after verifying the World Series info, was to write down my whole dream. Then when I drew my cards for the day, I see the Hermit doing the same thing.... writing. I think it's a good idea for me to start a journal specifically for documenting my psychic experiences.
The Two of Swords and Hermit are both alone with no one else around. The girl in the Two of Swords is blindfolded. Because I am a full time, homeschooling mom, my kids are with me 24/7. I don't have any quiet time to myself during the day. So any focused spiritual work that I want to do has to be done at night after the kids are asleep. Only problem is, by that time, I'm tired too! So, as the girl in the card, it's usually when my eyes are closed that I have most of my psychic experiences... in my dreams. Whenever I try to meditate at night, I always fall asleep. And waking up even earlier than the kids do in the morning is just not something I'm willing to consider!
That's just the way it's going to have to be for now. I'll have to do what I can in the limited alone-time I have available, and keep a journal. But today I am going to think about ways that I can practice my intuitive skills without needing absolute silence. I mean, this is my life. It's noisy. And if I'm feeling called to open myself more within the psychic realm, then there have to be ways I can do it that fit in with my lifestyle, right? Right!
This trio of cards also reminds me of another dream I had last night, also involving New York. I dreamt that I was scooped up in a giant stone hand and lifted to a high tower with a few other people. From our high point of view, we watched the city get wiped out by something like a flood. Within a few seconds, we were the only survivors. The city streets were empty. A couple seconds later, there were firetrucks and ambulances that came from somewhere else. But there were no people left on the streets to rescue. The Tower card shows me sitting up somewhere high, with very little company, witnessing the destruction below. The Two of Swords depicts this as being something unpleasant to look at, while the girl sits safely elevated above the flood waters. The Hermit describes the solitude that the devastation left behind.
...And strangely enough, I had a third dream also set in NY last night.
Deck: Tarot of the Sweet Twilight by Lo Scarabeo