Sun: Taurus
Moon: Waning Gibbous (in Capricorn)

Earlier this evening I did some bowl scrying. I’ve done this before and had varied results. Tonight was unexpected. Almost immediately upon starting to scry I received very potent spiritual contact. I was told, almost audibly, “Look not into the bowl to hear us.” What followed was some very interesting channeled communication and a bout of automatic writing.

Fortunately for me, I got some very interesting information and some pointers. Unfortunately for you, this isn’t a communication that is meant for sharing, so you don’t get to read all about it. I am going to do another tarot reading tonight though, so here it goes. 

I like to alternate with my divination. Sometimes I ask a specific question or give a topic that I’m interested in. Other times I think it’s important to simply ask if there are any messages the spirits have for me. More often than not, I get some compelling readings this way. That is what I’m doing tonight.

Images from the Alchemical Tarot (copyright Robert M. Place): Used with Permission

As is often the case, it’s clear the the spirits have much to say. Firstly, there is a great deal of water imagery here. Vessels, of which I see both the Queen and the Five, are the water suit. The High Priestess stands upon a boat made of the crescent moon, sailing the waters of the sea, much like the Queen crosses the waters carrying her giant Christmas Tree Ornament looking vessel of water.

the Hight Priestess is my goal and my watchword. She is the lesson that I am trying to learn in all this communication. Yesterday I saw the Heirophant, and he is the male counterpart to the High Priestess. Where he masures the skies and seeks the portents, the High Priestess simply counsels herself to silence, and experiences it all. She holds the book of prophesy, the keys to our emotions and wisdom, but it is closed. It is the wisdom of the universe, but it is not meant to be read from. The knowledge is passed through an understanding of it’s possession.

The Queen of Vessels moves securely across the water that makes her home. She lives and dwells in the mysteries of the sea, as each of us does in our own time. Her very existence is an mystery, a woman who lives beneath the waves. The truth is we are all the mermaid, the merman, carrying the vessel. In reality we are all submerged, existing within the mystery of the universe, but our perceptions are of the illusion. We see the sun and experience that which is outside the ocean of our experience, but in truth we are the sum of our interactions and experiences, of our emotions and perceptions. The Queen of Vessels, by rising from the current where we make our home reminds us that we are not defined by the sum of our experiences or perceptions. She teaches us that we can take the water of our existence, the mystery that surrounds us, and capture it so it can be communicated, brought across the sea, and used for some purpose.

This path is tempting, and so it comes with a warning. The five of vessels. Chaos beginning. Vessels have been knocked from shelves by the vigorous flapping of birds wings. The birds appear to be escaping from the vessel that has just shattered, suggesting that they purposefully tipped it over to facilitate their escape. The Queen of Vessels teaches us that we can contain our components, that we can harness them inside the contractive force of the feminine divine and the expansive understanding of the masculine, but that we must not reign them in too powerfully lest we relegate ourselves to so many perceptions resting in jars upon shelves. This fate is bad enough, but it is a balance that can not be maintained. No matter how we care for these vessels, eventually the contents will become condensed and volatile, and force their way out.

That’s it for the night. Namaste.