I am a simple woman who loves the earth and all her myriad beings\u2014be they finned, feathered, furred or green. I have been an earth woman for centuries and am gifted in hearing the songs of nature.\u00a0I am often asked if I read cards, speak with angels or channel spirit.<\/p>\n
Within the faerie\u2019s circle of nature\u2019s song, I dance the Tarot<\/a><\/strong>.<\/p>\n Nature\u2019s cycles mirror back our own reflection<\/a><\/strong>, our human earth walk, and within her rhythms all guidance is given to those who listen with quiet hearts.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I see the Tarot everywhere, it is the spirit of all things living, evolving, even as we evolve daily, shaping itself into songs of understanding and grace. This otherworldly presence is known to many as faerie.\u00a0There is no other expression of love, creation and guidance so clear, so pure, so unified, as the harmony manifest in the garden.<\/p>\n There are long rolling paths to walk slowly, each step a new area, a new energy, a new plant, a new Tarot card, folding seamlessly into each other. The overlap between the worlds, of the seen and unseen can be experienced here.\u00a0The garden is resplendent in her colors, life pours forth from the delicate spring flowers, scenting the air with life, health, rebirth and underneath the humus, sleep. The World Card is clearly seen here.<\/p>\n Chicory (Justice)<\/strong> stands elegantly delicate, her thin green stems surprisingly strong, bearing many green buds and flowers on upright stems. Beautiful bluish purple flowers, like rays of blue suns for a blue planet.\u00a0Chicory is tall, a graceful model.<\/p>\n Pink and Crimson Clovers (Queen of Cups)<\/strong> stand in exquisite contrast , slightly shorter and rounder, wearing their brightly colored flower hats boldly.\u00a0Blue, red, and pink emerge from green grass whilst indigo sky embraces the billowy white clouds above.\u00a0The landscape they create is both breathtaking and exquisite.\u00a0The intelligent design of the earth co exists with the equally intelligent mind of designer.\u00a0One can come here to heal, to recover, to meditate, to play, to work and to be. I come here every day.<\/p>\n The Foxglove Digitalis (Judgment)<\/strong>, bears pink and spotted trumpets\u2014heralding memories of an old friend who left earth much too early.<\/p>\n White Daisies (Queen of Swords)<\/strong> dance in the warm breeze, their white petalled skirts flirtatiously flowing into a salsa upon the gentle winds of Zephyr.<\/p>\n Sage (The Sage\/High Priest)<\/strong> sees clearly… Waving magnificent pillars of blue flowers high, a scepter of petals, a tower of fiery inspiration and wisdom.<\/p>\n The garden is the Tarot, a living green ecosystem, both creating and nurturing itself. All of life here is synergistic, bees, butterflies, lady bugs, worms, all coexist and co create her, life after bud after seed after plant \u2013combined with insects, small reptilian dinosaurs waltz with winged beings such as hummingbirds and woodpeckers combining to bring us the Wheel of Life and Fortune.\u00a0There are others\u2014armadillos\u2014odd and armored, voles, small , the architect of tunnels, a plethora of insects whose buzzing and chirping adds music to nature\u2019s song.<\/p>\n Bronze fennel (Four of Wands)<\/strong> bursts with life and promise, the energy of playing and dancing, her new leaves small copper pony tails, dispersed throughout her stalks, sending loving energy to all.<\/p>\n Angelica (The Empress)<\/strong> has earth angels that dance lower down, near her roots, bowing splendidly, a deep curving bow, arching gracefully forward, curly green tips the finale.<\/p>\n Rue (The Magician)<\/strong> is bolder, exotic, sexy and funky, bearing yellow flowers daringly, calling the sun gold color of that star into itself, turning the flowers into light.\u00a0Light pours from the garden, the leaves fiery swords of spirit, of transformation, transmutation and regeneration.\u00a0At the entrance to the garden lies a flat rock marked with a runic symbol, so ancient, no one living remembers its name.\u00a0It is the symbol of the faeries who guard this garden, sign of their presence and an invitation to dance the garden paths.<\/p>\n Dancing them is a reading, the herbs of the Tarot everywhere to be seen<\/a><\/strong>, sharing wisdom, life, possibilities and healing.<\/p>\n