Satori
I wasn't sure where to put this thread, because ultimately I think what I did was a reading, but I'm not sure...
I began sorting the deck tonight. I had just put the children to bed, rather late for them I must admit, and I pulled out the Luman. I was looking at the cards and thinking all of the "Sun" cards might go together, then I noticed that some were Moons. And before I knew it little piles began to emerge.
The Moons went together easily. And I have a large grouping with the water cards...and then I found that not all of the water cards wanted to stay together. So I played with that for a while, and I noticed Anger didn't want to be with any other card, it just wanted to be all alone. At first Power was in with some other cards...and then it seemed to move into other piles...moving across the bedcovers like a silent yet stealthy cat.
I was wondering where She would end up...thinking that she was truly the most different color in the deck. Not green, not purple, not even pink or red. Power was the only brown colored card in the deck. But the golden tones, the hint of a brighter buttery yellow deep inside of her keeps her in the deck.
The Sun cards were another source of deep inner engagement. I sorted the Sun cards into Sun on left, Sun on center, Low Sun, High Sun...and then they drifted out of the their tidy little piles and into other groupings that I couldn't name or identify...and all of this sorting was without even looking at the names of the cards. It was as if the names on the cards didn't exist...just the colors, the flowers, the suns, the water, the moons, the swirls the Light.
So the sorting and sifting continued until I had about 15 or maybe 16 piles of cards. And I wrote them down, but can't post it all now. A little too tired and spent. The interesting part was that I pulled the cover off the box so that I could read the LWB. But the cards are just too tempting.
It's like opening a box of chocolates just to smell them. You promise yourself you won't touch any, not even a single one, just a little inhalation of sweetness. And suddenly you have one in your mouth and another in your hand. That is what happened tonight with the Luman. I thought, I'll just read the book, won't do a reading or play, just study the book. And before I knew it I had 16 piles of color and my fingers were saturated with their light.
I must say that I love the cards, and sometimes when I look at them I do wonder what their brighter sister looks like. I have satisfied myself with their richness tho, because by the end of every session with them I am not thinking about them as less vivid or lacking. I am wondering where the light that seems to spill off of them comes from....
I began sorting the deck tonight. I had just put the children to bed, rather late for them I must admit, and I pulled out the Luman. I was looking at the cards and thinking all of the "Sun" cards might go together, then I noticed that some were Moons. And before I knew it little piles began to emerge.
The Moons went together easily. And I have a large grouping with the water cards...and then I found that not all of the water cards wanted to stay together. So I played with that for a while, and I noticed Anger didn't want to be with any other card, it just wanted to be all alone. At first Power was in with some other cards...and then it seemed to move into other piles...moving across the bedcovers like a silent yet stealthy cat.
I was wondering where She would end up...thinking that she was truly the most different color in the deck. Not green, not purple, not even pink or red. Power was the only brown colored card in the deck. But the golden tones, the hint of a brighter buttery yellow deep inside of her keeps her in the deck.
The Sun cards were another source of deep inner engagement. I sorted the Sun cards into Sun on left, Sun on center, Low Sun, High Sun...and then they drifted out of the their tidy little piles and into other groupings that I couldn't name or identify...and all of this sorting was without even looking at the names of the cards. It was as if the names on the cards didn't exist...just the colors, the flowers, the suns, the water, the moons, the swirls the Light.
So the sorting and sifting continued until I had about 15 or maybe 16 piles of cards. And I wrote them down, but can't post it all now. A little too tired and spent. The interesting part was that I pulled the cover off the box so that I could read the LWB. But the cards are just too tempting.
It's like opening a box of chocolates just to smell them. You promise yourself you won't touch any, not even a single one, just a little inhalation of sweetness. And suddenly you have one in your mouth and another in your hand. That is what happened tonight with the Luman. I thought, I'll just read the book, won't do a reading or play, just study the book. And before I knew it I had 16 piles of color and my fingers were saturated with their light.
I must say that I love the cards, and sometimes when I look at them I do wonder what their brighter sister looks like. I have satisfied myself with their richness tho, because by the end of every session with them I am not thinking about them as less vivid or lacking. I am wondering where the light that seems to spill off of them comes from....