I've had a Lenormand deck of cards for a few years now, but never really used them until recently (as in, less than a year ago).
In this time I've learnt that my Lenormand aren't quite what's been out there for a number of years. For instance, most decks have a card called The Ship - I have The Train. there are also other cards and Images I have that other Lenormand don't, and vice versa, and at one point it had me wondering, Is this even real!?
I then took some time out the one afternoon to have a look through the companion book* and have a look at the tarot associations for the cards and came to the conclusion that my Lenormand are as real as the other decks out there. So there are a few differences (biggest being that mine don't tie in with playing cards, nor have any such symbolism, and the few card substitutions), but don't we have the same thing in tarot? Look at the Beast's Thoth tarot: instead of the Pages and Temperance, he has Princesses and Art. Why should it make his tarot any less real then what old Arthwaite went and made? For those who don't know, Arthwaite's Rider-Whaite-Smith tarot is a reimagining/corruption of the traditional "Marseilles-style" tarot, which itself is one derivation of the Visconti-Sfroza Tarot.
So, back to Lenormand: I'm now part of a Lenormand Card study group online - wow! That's all I'm saying on this right now anymore.
Touching on a subject I went on about last time, the wine shop at the Old Biscuit Mill (aptly named "Wine @ the Mill") had a selection of curries and stews that they served up as... BUNNY CHOW!! Would you believe, I go ten years without seeing a bunny chow and suddenly I see hundreds of the bedamned things in one week, on two separate occasions. it's so weird how things turn out....
On the topic of curry: my sister has had this craving for wraps for a long while, so Friday my mom decides, right, we're making rootis for supper. So, 5.00pm she's finished her class and had a shower and it's off to the brand new, simply GIGANTIC new Checkers that opened up on Sandown Road to get chicken, veggies and whatever else we might need for our chicken curry rootis. Ingredients bought, shop closing warning received, we make our way back home - and realise, just before Parklands Junction, that we don't have any wraps or rootis. Out of everything to have forgotten, we go and forget the ingredient that gives the meal its name.
Rush into Woolies - no, too pricey. And small. Rush all the way down Wood Drive (Friday evening traffic, please note) to Spar - also small,, but cheaper and good quality. At least, that's what we thought, until Zan and I actually worked out the number of rootis in the packets and relative "so much per rooti". It turns out, Woolies would have been the cheaper option with eight rootis for R35, whereas Spar were almost R30 for six...
Touching on "The Process" again, I'm on chapter 22 now. WOW! Again, WOW! I can't get over how amazing I'm finding the whole thing. One thing he said has been running and bouncing around in my head for the last two weeks, and it goes along the lines of, "Sitters come to us [divinators] because we fulfil a unique need in their lives. Yes, they can very easily and for the same price most professional readers charge go to a psychologist or counsellor, but they come to US, as readers. Why? I just spent a few minutes trying to put thoughts to words for the possible reasons, and you know what? I kept coming up blank. I think they come to us because they can. Make no mistake, there are a few that come for the mysticism and magic others, and some that come to us to hear the answers they want that maybe other people or circumstances in their lives aren't giving them; but, I personally think, for the most part they come to us because we can help them in a way most other people can't.
The cards are our tools. Runes, Lenormand, tarot, bones... they're all of them a way for the sitter to get an answer from us without us seeming as if we're shrinks. They can block out, forget for a moment, that we're also people, and ignore that we're interpreting the cards on their behalves. WE aren't the ones giving them advice or helping them with an issue. Its the cards doing all the work. We aren't even the ones doing all the talking, it's the voices of the cards making themselves heard. They can let themselves forget for a moment that so MUCH that goes into and comes out of a reading is what we see in the sitter, how s/he reacts, what s/he says. That's fine, you know. Our work as readers is to read our cards/stones/bones and conveying what we see to the sitter. Making him/her happy by being calm and doing our work is the most important thing we can do for him/her. Reading what we see and conveying it the best we can is simply an extension of that....
Blessed be!
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