While there has been an explosion in adult colouring books recently, the activity of colouring in a tarot deck is an already established one. The only problem was you had to be a member of a mystical, magical and altogether secret society to be instructed in this fine art.
For art, as we understand it, it was not. This was presented as art with a higher purpose: the art being the understanding and application of knowledge of colour, divination systems, religion, magic et al. These secrets are no more and whether you are aware of it or not, you work with a tarot deck that has been skillfully crafted in both types of art.
Don’t we talk in spiritual terms in this community? We talk of death as if it is a beautiful experience. Some also play down the Tower while it’s been nothing short of devastating in my life.
We tend to do this with the Death card too – “Death doesn’t mean death, it means transition, or the end of something.” And so it goes on. But sometimes Death does mean death and more importantly, it is a part of life we cannot escape from. Like the Tower, when it comes crashing down around your ears. If you’re not already on your Chariot ready to drive through the devastation like a phoenix rising from the ashes, you will find yourself in the rubble, scratching your head and wondering what on earth just happened and where do I go from here? Continue reading When Death Means Death→