La Vera Sibilla Readings Tomorrow on the LMRH Show

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3X3 Sibilla matrix spread 

La Vera Sibilla cards have been sort of an obsession of mine for almost a year now. It’s a fascinating, pack of 52 fortunes that is read upright and reversed. Each card sports a small square on the left, top corner, with pip inserts corresponding to suits and numbers of a traditional playing cards deck, as well as two “lottery” numbers at the bottom of each card. Like other “sentimental”* packs, La Vera Sibilla look like a not-so-far-removed cousin to the “The Parlor Sibyl” family.

 

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a Parlor Sybil deck

 

Learning how to read the Sibillas has been challenging. Firstly, I do not speak Italian. And secondly, when you finally find access to the cards’ definitions, there is a ridiculous amount of meanings to memorize for each card. So far the 52 shady ladies of La Vera Sibilla pack turned out to be consistently and unapologetically on point — just like I like it.

 

If you’d like to experience the Sibillas in action, I’d be thrilled if you tune in to the Lucky Mojo Rootwork Hoodoo Hour show, today, Sunday, May 29th, over on blogtalk. The show airs at 5:00 PM Central Time. I will be filling-in for Miss Cat, and co-hosting the show, reading fortunes, and prescribing conjure remediations alongside  ConjureMan Ali. The show is also archived, and available for later listen over on on iTunes.

Hope to see you in the chatroom ❤

Madame N.

 

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Please let me know if you’d like to read more about my experience with La Vera Sibilla, or see sample readings.

 

  • Sentimental decks refer to oracle decks that were read primarily by women, for women. The readings were centered primarily on romantic

 

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My Mornings with Mary-El

Histories

I think that I’ve never waited for anyone, let alone anything, as long as I waited for the Mary-El tarot. 8 years to be precise. And boy, was it worth it!

Mary-El Tarot, back and fromt

I first laid eyes on this wondrous, and then unfinished, pack in 2003, when I stumbled upon it during one of my leisurely strolls along the virtual isles of the Aeclectic Tarot site. It was a usual kind of window-shopping stroll-through — with not much expectation for originality devoid of unicorns and ferries — when I stumbled upon a Marie White’s self-published collection of 26 cards. The images were so stunning it tingled the collector part in me, getting me slightly wet with cartomantic excitement.

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After finally getting a grip on myself I fished out a credit card from a paddle of fresh drool on my glass computer desk. I ordered the deck. Proceeding to sit on the edge of my chair for almost a week and a half, I checked the tracking report like a maniac.

I was consumed with papery lust even before caressing the tenderness of these temptresses of mystery in between my fingers. And then I became completely enslaved by their raw and sensual glamour as I rode a colossal spiritual high, shuffling those laminated beauties for the very first time.

Mary-El tarot - AcesThe 22 Major Arcana and the 4 hermaphroditic aces proved to be such an esoteric delight that every other collection of divinatory imagery would be compared, in the years to come, with no real success, to the Mary-El tarot. Like a mythological ex, or a virgin line of cocaine, somehow no other pack deemed as satisfying as the thought of 78 completed fetishes I knew a full Mary-El deck would turn to be. So I waited…

The Devil - Mary-El TarotLike a true addict, I frequently stocked Marie White’s blog, hoping to learn she has finished painting the rest of the cards. I would visit that sacred Mecca every few days, initially. And then every few weeks. And then every few months. Time passed, life happened, and reality changed becoming more complex and demanding. I graduated college, underwent a spiritual initiation, got divorced and then remarried, and got a coveted gig in TV production — while establishing my own spiritual personality and forging my path.

Marie, on the other hand, birthed another child whose pictures occasionally decorated her website; alongside snapshots of her colorful studio, and a snow-covered, farm-looking back yard.

Once in a while I’d be tempted by a new single apparition, or a couple of freshly painted cards, on Marie’s site. Although silence prevailed in between new uploads, Marie would still post updates of her work sometimes.

But then she went completely incommunicado. And my own well dried up too.

To me, Marie’s site seemed like Sleeping Beauty’s tomb, reflecting in ornate and crystal silence the flames of my own crisis. As I went through personal hell, the Mary-El bunch became frozen in time like a flashback of innocent desire. There might have been new cards joining the ranks of her blog, but I was in no emotional capacity to admire them. I was surviving.

More years have passed. Children grew, hearts broke yet continued pumping life juice. And that life juice, made with hope, verve, and selective memory, had led me to Marie again, this time on Facebook. I was sad to learn she’s been paralleling via a shit storm of her own.

And then a miracle happened: There was a light in the end of Schiffer Books’ tunnel. The full Mary-El tarot deck was heading to the press!

The little differences

The little differences

I ordered my cards from Marie’s instead of Amazon because I wanted a signed copy, even though I knew I’ll have to wait longer. What is a week or two of self-inflicted patience, after all those taming years of fortune telling frustration to a triple Gemini like myself?

Let me tell ya: A — fucking — lot!

But I waited nonetheless.

And so, in an early, warm April evening of 2012, I found myself on the front porch of my raised ranch home. There I sat, exercising yogic breathing, while being conscious of the young moon above my head conducting a lively insect orchestra in the grass; and how it jazzed and buzzed with excitement in my own veins to a point I couldn’t bring myself to unwrap the package I knew contained the Hieros Gamos of all tarot decks in my universe. Like a young child with autism, I averted my gaze to not overload myself, while treating Mary-El as if it was a long awaited lover.

I wanted these tight and shiny darlings to feel the intensity of my respect. This deflowering had to be acted out ceremoniously, and undressing was clearly a paramount part of my proof of respect. Pacing myself I gently parted the gates of the packing tape…

In the darkness of that April night, after having my way, stroking over, and over, and over again along those large, magnificently dark, and glossy cards, finally I became somewhat sober enough to observe some detail:

  1. a black border;
  2. extra thick card stock;
  3. a Marseille rather than a Waite pattern;
  4. and 2 Oroboroses, infinitely coiled and linked like a wave. Their skin tattooed with holy “Yods,” cycling tail in tongue, tongue in tail.

Mistakes

My Grandmother's box

I am ashamed to say that after owning this pack for just a short while, I couldn’t resist my cartomantic fiending feats. So I wrapped the deck in a dusty rose-colored, Indian raw silk scarf, and housed them in a carved wooden box — courtesy of a dead grandmother — to proudly display on my nightstand.

The public show of respect and the hierarchical geographic placement was a cheap attempt redirecting my guilt for cheating on both Mary and El with other decks; Lenormands in particular.

From the corner of my left eye I could often feel the burning gaze of 78 pairs of papery eyes, as I shamelessly shuffled and caressed others right then and there, in the intimacy of my own bed.

Though a dysfunctional threesome, we still kept at it… Until the day my house got burglarized.

Nauseated with the holiday spirit being shoved down my throat in the form of obnoxious drivers, pushy sales clerks, and more-than-usually annoying elevator music, I came home one day — right after Hanukah, and just before Christmas — to find out some human waste cleaned out all of my jewelry, stole my laptop, lifted a brand new computer charger, and — yes — abducted my signed copy of the complete Mary-El tarot, still wrapped in its shroud of Indian silk. Thank Muhammad my self-published deck was left unmolested in the altar room.

I ended up contacting Marie White on Facebook to bitch about it, as I was terribly heartbroken.

IMG_8421But not for long! My darling husband — who knows all about my card-doping needs, and my tight connection with the Mary-El bunch in particular — surprised me by ordering a new signed copy from Marie’s Etsy Shop. He also bought a poster of my favorite card — The glorious World!

Practicum

I guess something must be effin true if it becomes a cliché, because just like with old boyfriends I mistreated and dumped prematurely, the realization of loosing the Mary-El resonated with: “You never know what you have until you lose it.”

African tarot caseAnyhow, after reuniting with my beloved deck I became determined giving it more sugar consistently. So I got a cool-looking, African, leather carrying case (how could I not get one, I am a card fanatic…), to have on me daily. I carry the pack in my purse, adding a daily tarot draw to my ongoing Lenormand practice.

As I mentioned numerous times before, my daily ritual is to pull cards for hubby and myself on our drive to work. With Mary-El being part of my arsenal, I re-adjusted the way I frame my draws.

Allowing the Lenormand shine in its practicality, I let the tarot perform on a more philosophical level. When drawing a card from the Mary-El deck, I focus on questions such as “What will help / inspire me today?” I follow each daily draw by reading passages from the phenomenal book that came with the cards. I find Marie’s writing poetic. It is refreshing and authentic, without being patronizing or dogmatic.

2 of Swords, Mary-El tarot  The black snake of the tongue comes between the two trees, spreading them, moving serpentine between them, circling the trunks and exposing their inner sanctum of blackness. The snake encircles a portion, containing it, making it individual, defining it, limiting it, naming it loving it, eating it, consuming it. Snake and fruit become one.

  Lilith and Logos unite. Knowledge of good and evil.

(from The 2 of Swords, p. 78)

I also appreciate this deck being more Marseille-oriented, than Waite-based, as I am trying to add this lens to my fortune telling world-view.

The Fool, Mary-El tarotAnd how can I disregard the fact that it’s pretty much the only deck in my massive collection that doesn’t shy away from parading male genitalia. Just look at the Fool card, captured lke a Dervish, twirling in motion with his glorious penis caught mid in flight. This makes me happy!

Following a tarot draw I then ask the Lenormand: “What should I know about today?” And sometimes I also zone on questions like “What is the single event that will influence my workday the most today?”

Often I find the tarot card offering a strategy dealing with issues and concerns described by the Lenormand. Diligently I record my predictions in a notepad kept in the passenger’s door of the Cooper. This way it is convenient to revisit the reading on the way back from work. By discussing the events of the day, and decoding these in the language of the cards my relationship and understanding of cartomancy expands in a personal and a potent way.

In conclusion, it is fair to say that all three of us — Mary, El, and yours truly — currently enjoy a superbly intimate and quite successful symbiosis. Don’t dismiss shock therapy, dearies — sometimes it’s quite a turn on!

Affectionately,

Madame Nadia 

Join me for some spooky Halloween conjure on the Lucky Mojo Rootwork Radio show today!

It ain’t no spooky Halloween without some good ol’ conjure! Join me today on the Lucky Mojo Rootwork Radio Hour, during the most amazing and witchy time of the year. In addition to our regular format, of free call-ins for divination and hoodoo advice, we will also discuss working with ancestors and spirit guides.

The show will air on 5 PM CST, and will run through 6:30 PM CST.

I will have some new and wonderful card decks with me — debuting on air The Wild Unknown Tarot, and the precious Madame Duberckowski’s Fortune Telling Cards. In addition, I’ll have my trusty Lenormand, of course, with my beloved The Book Of Knowing playing cards. I promise, all of you cartomancy fiends will have some new decks to think about.

If you are new to the radio show, here is some more information:

The Lucky Mojo Hoodoo Rootwork Hour is a real, live call-in show where the general public gets a chance to ask about actual problems with love, career, and spiritual protection, and we recommend and fully describe hoodoo rootwork spells to address, ameliorate, and remediate their issues. You will learn a lot just by listening — but if you call in and your call is selected, you will get a free consultation from two of the finest workers in the field, cat yronwode and ConjureMan Ali.

The number to call in for the show is (818) 394-8535.

Hope to see you there!!!!

Affectionately,

Madame Nadia

Homework: Daily Draw — Saturday, May 12th, 2012

Today is the last day of my 3-Card Daily Draw exercise that I’ve been faithfully performing for a week as part of my homework in Cartomantes’ Cabinet. I am very excited for the progress I made in my Lenormand study. Things definitely make more sense, and readings become more fluid.

I pulled a card from the Silent Tarot deck, and 3 cards from Les Vieux Jours Lenormand. Both of these decks can be visually overstimulating, so I supplemented the draw with same cards from the ARLO pack to be able to focus on the symbols better. 

Time: 8:30 AM

 Weather: 61 Degrees, Possible Thunder storms

Tarot Cards Drawn: Sun — Being Aware

Lenormand Cards Drawn: Key + Path + Garden

Key Card Focus: Key

Keywords: Destiny / Mastery / Yes — Opening Doors + Choice / Alternative / Important + Community / Social / Popular

Prediction: Feeling successful in social situations. Becoming more popular as a reader. Feeling more secure with Lenormand.

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Sun tarot card & Key + Path + Park

Time: 11:30 PM

 Accuracy: 75%

What Happened in relation to the cards:

I really didn’t feel very accomplished in social settings or in my communication with others. But I did get more divination / spiritual work clients. And I am feeling much more accomplished in my Lenormand work.

Observations:

Looking at this in retrospective makes me think of Road Opener type of spiritual work — or seeing that some blockages are lifting.  Also, I noticed that there was information coming from different directions, and I needed more effort to be grounded in order to receive it.