The Meeting of Death and The Prayer
October 31st 2024
The Decks:
Krans-Wild Unknown Alchemy
Krans-Wild Unknown Archetype
Rider-Waite-Smith Tarot
The Cards
Conunctio/Conjunction
The Prayer
Death
The Process
I did some 4-4-4-4 breaking or box breathing to ground. Talked to the Decks told them they were working together.
Rotated who goes 1st counterclockwise from the last pull
I shuffled the deck telling it that it would be working with the other two.
Found the Card
wrote about each individual card before pulling the next.
I went counter clockwise in the order of Decks I pulled from
At the end of each individual study I looked at them as a whole
Dream Correlations:
I died in a dream last night. I was sliding down a hill covered in a white slick substance, attempting to escape from a man with mechanical legs like a spider who was chasing me with an injection, I thought I had escaped. The next scene of the dream is me waking up and logging into Instagram-which soon informs me that I am logging in Post-Mortem when describing this part of the dream my mouth said Mortificatio. There was also a segment where I was in a house/room where all of the contents were Black.
Take Aways:
I find myself at the tension point between The Prayer, and Death. The center of the Lemniscus. At the Conjunction of having aspirations of how I want my life to look, and the acknowledgement that the parts of me that do not fit into this new vision must die, and be released. I can not cling to the old forms of existence if I wish to enter into a new form.
My Prayer for the Day:
May I experience as many little deaths as needed in order to emerge with the light of my soul visible and of service.
This prayer actually terrifies me, and like the Maiden I want to turn away from it. I aim to embody the curiosity and innocence of the child, and to offer flower to myself throughout the processes of dying and allowing my true self to be born unmasked into this world. I anticipate this energy containing both Grief and Celebration.
The Action:
Notice the patterns as they come up. Are these Reactions the Responses I want? Is this Who I want to be? Taking a moment if possible to breath and give myself flowers, is this a moment of celebration/grief, is this a time to let this part die off? Listen for the bright and scary responses the ones that make me feel timid, offer them flowers as well. It is a day to feel the push and pull between self and self.