One of the things I find most fascinating and difficult while learning a new system of divination, is figuring out how it tells its stories. Are the answers figurative or direct? Is the advice practical or philosophical? Each system has its own language, approach, strengths and weaknesses. Though it takes a while even to start getting how it communicates.
Today was the first time I felt Deste’s vibe:
I pulled some cards to see how my workday is going to pan out. Today was important due to a meeting that made me quite anxious. So when I pulled 2 “court” cards — Gamhat (the achiever) and Tattaret (the wannabe wife)— alongside a reversed House, it didn’t make any sense. I wanted to know about my job, so what the heck it this family affair showing up in my draw?
My advice card was Bedes; the Djan of harmony and courage, who encourages careful meditation before taking stands.
Even though I wasn’t able to predict much with this draw, I’ve decided to process the cards analytically and see how it all plays out in my day. However, I pulled another card for clarification…. and got another court card — Adhamdeva, the power-hungry and money-loving bitch of the deck.
“Great! Today’s just going to be fucking great!” I thought to myself, stuffing the cards deep inside the gaping satin belly of otherwise pitch-black velveteen pouch where my Deste live.
Even though I was annoyed, I’ve decided to take the draw for a ride — I really wanted to see how Gamhat, Tattaret, and Adhamdeva are going to play house in during my workday. And to my amazement they all did.
So here is how it all played out:
One of my highest and favorite students (I work with children with special needs), Nicolas, had a very tough Labor Day weekend. Due to a fight with a cousin he ended up doing something dangerous and drastic. Luckily he wasn’t hurt, but it shook his family and him quite a bit.
Now, I am his case manager — meaning, my job is to make sure the rest of the team is informed in case something important is going on with a student. But, because I’m an artist and not a “therapist,” often times important information isn’t even shared with me. So Nicolas’ episode over the long weekend wouldn’t be even brought to my attention, if his Teacher Assistant wouldn’t share it with a good friend of mine, who also used to be Nicolas’ TA in the past.
You can imagine how I felt when I heard the story. I was shocked, worried for the kid, and then really upset because my position was undermined yet again.
I ended up asking his TA to come by my room, and got to hear the whole story from her, making sure the “important folks” are informed.
After she left I saw clearly what Deste was showing me earlier in the day:
Gamhat was Nicolas. I would never think of him as Gamhat, but it made sense because in a way he is the biggest fish in our small pond due to the fact he is quite higher and more able than other students.
Tattaret represented his TA. She has big dark eyes, and deep mocha skin. She is slightly insecure, which is somehow Tattaretish to me 😉
And of course, House Rx showcased the heart of the problem and the location where the event has taken place. It’s where the story was conceived — a story that continued to unfold during my workday, and now also included me.
So who is Adhamdeva you might ask? Well, the big bitch in disguise is Nicolas’ classroom teacher. She is a young, made-of-money, know-it-all, Capricorn. Today she made her hair into a ballerina bun, carefully pulled together on top of her head. And as I was waiting to meet with my boss after the students have left, on her iPhone she showed me a pair of boots she was planning to buy. That pair of boots looked gorgeous. It also equals about half of my paycheck.
Finally, although I wanted to explode all over her I’m-better-than-you face, and then rip her head off; I chose to fight my battle another day. After all, my buddy, Bedes, said not to shake the boat before I take some time to think and figure out the best way for doing so.
Nonetheless, this experience taught me a bit of Deste’s way to share information. It is the underlying tale — the bone — that was revealed to me. And then the events of the the day grew muscle and meat over the skeleton, flavoring the whole experience with a stink of self-interest.
No worries, Adhamdeva, I might forgive but I won’t forget….