You are outgrowing a period of contentment; things that were once good now seem stale; things once new have grown old; change is the only thing that remains stable; do not be afraid to change to regain your balance.

~Pamela Eakins, Tarot of the Spirit

Really? Changes? Queue the Bowie and let it play.

We’ve moved, pretty successfully and a lot has happened between this morning and a few weeks back when we were just gearing up around the end of the holiday season. Seems like ages ago. Our place is comfortably home and so it is as if we were always here. New layout, better view, still at the same great community, and a feeling of newness.

This is the point where I draw a blank. My cursor blinks. Nothing comes. It is a deadly situation.

I meditated on this card shortly before the move. I drew nothing from self-reflection. I pulled out the Tarot of the Spirit book, flipped to the page and read the passage, Pamela’s insight into the card.


Her interpretation indicates several things, keep in mind that there is a Kabbalistic connection in her work, the words that resonate are:

  • At the edge of completion.
  • A good and powerful position.
  • You have outgrown your own methods.
  • Time to revitalize passion.
  • The Flood.
  • Have you gone away from your original source of energy?
  • Love is the law / Four of cups / Fourth Circle on the Tree of Life: Chesed.

Founded yet floundering. Water in a cup seeking a stream, river or sea. Stable but restless…

Captains Log, star date, 1.12.2010

We continue our course towards Delta 9 with all systems go. The crew has returned to their normal routine and all appears to be normal except for this feeling that is slowly starting to eat away at us.It is as if we are being tested. If I didn’t think it was paranoia, I might begin to suspect that Q was around…

Music, then, “Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its continuing mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before.”

I have had the itch to create something new, just not a painting more a piece of self like finally buckle down and learn French, or join a writing class but nothing quite connects to that “ah ha!” of what I am feeling. Restless is the word. The water stirs but I don’t know what is beneath the surface, nor can I see. Only feel.

Dreams have been strange. Last night I had one in which this little pink Dolphin was swimming through the air in front of me. I followed it and it attached to my mind somehow, drawing me up and through this rush of light and tingling feelings to some sort of alien pleasure boat, floating in sea… in space.

A very hot modern yacht, speakers from an onboard educational system speaking in French and English. Two men, one French and the other English talking on the boat. Drawing me in, seducing me to stay on the ship. I lay back on the lounge and then the ship sort of plugs into me. There is an exchange… if I stay the ship sustains me but feeds off my experience while supplying me with all the things I could need, mentally, physically, emotionally. Whatever I imagined -it could not cause harm- could be had. The ship seemed to most interested in language, communication, food, sex and bodily pleasure.

In the dream, I decided to stay. ๐Ÿ™‚ The English guy was pretty hot.

Well the sun is up and the day is starting. Getting louder on the street and Brandon’s headed into the shower. It’s about that time that I stepped away from the keyboard and into some meditation.

If you have any interpretation on ย the dream, I welcome it.

Tootles poodles.

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Be well,

Scott K Smith

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