Let’s be clear; I don’t follow football. And I’ve never done a reading for a public figure before. However, when I was contacted last week by Tim Didion, Special Projects Manager at ABC News, to provide a reading about two football players competing in the upcoming Super Bowl, I decided to go for it!
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Having a Tarot reading is entering into the unknown, asking questions as you journey into creative darkness. It’s an act of trust. It’s awakening your unconscious, and you never know what questions the Tarot will ask in return. You can be assured, however, that what
I’ve begun a new spiritual practice this year inspired by Abraham-Hicks. The practice consists of four aspects: meditation, talking with nature, writing, and speaking to a higher power. The meditation takes fifteen minutes, the speaking with nature involves getting outside and appreciating the wonders of Mother Earth, the writing consists of five pages of positive aspects in one’s life (much like a gratitude journal), and speaking to a higher power is like writing a letter to whatever you consider Divine. This letter can be considered a prayer or a mantra and it sounds like this:
Science fiction author, comic book writer and divination expert Rachel Pollack is one of my favorite sources of Tarot wisdom (she ranks in my top three Tarot scholars). I found Rachel’s writing many years after I began working with the Tarot and was joyfully surprised to find that her words reflected much of my own experience with the cards. Her description of what a Tarot reading is and how it can be of benefit is especially informative and it is with great zeal that I share an excerpt (from her seminal book Seventy-Eight Degrees of Wisdom) with you today:
Hey San Francisco folks! My artwork is on the walls of The Sycamore in the Mission and I wanna hang out with y’all! Come have a drink, eat some food (they have a cool menu and the kitchen is open until Gremlins feeding time!) and check out my paintings in “The Theban Mysteries Series.” Maybe we’ll get really absurd and practice our Theban script together, lol! The mixer is this coming Sunday, October 25th at 7 pm.
For those of you can’t make it, please enjoy my artwork in high definition and consider purchasing a piece for your collection! Bright Blessings! ~Storm
My grandmother, Lena Faye Bridges Cockrell, or Nana as I called her, was the most influential adult in my formative years. She and I were close, possessing an altogether uncanny understanding of one another. She taught me to make biscuits from scratch when I was six, how to use a typewriter when I was nine, and gave me safe haven when I came out as gay at sixteen. She made time to attend my theater performances, bought me school clothes every year and always professed her belief in me. To others, her opinions were intractable, her pursuit of perfection was inflexible, and her judgments were implacable. To me, her love was unmistakable.
On Sunday, September 21, 2014, my grandmother passed away at age 87. It was also her birthday. Last year I shared two short Nana-inspired writings to honor her memory. On the recent anniversary of her birth and crossing over, I’d like to share another:
ANCIENT ALPHABET APPLIED IN ABSTRACT ARTWORK
I’m super excited to present my new series of mixed media collage paintings: THE THEBAN MYSTERIES! I’ve always been drawn to the lyrical lines of the ancient Theban alphabet and found it a great joy to incorporate the strange 16th century cipher script with comic book artwork, Tarot cards, and decorative art paper.
After carefully creating collage compositions, I added multiple strokes of paint to build depth and playfulness to each artwork. It was fun to discover what images survived the layering process. The Theban messages were added near the end and spell out the title of each painting. There are nine splashy pop culture pieces in total. Add one of THE THEBAN MYSTERIES to your art collection today!
Note: A separate shipping invoice will be sent after purchase for buyers located outside of San Francisco.
This summer I found a way to love my family without needing their acceptance.
A year ago this week, my grandmother died on her birthday. In the weeks following her funeral, I had recurring moments in which I heard her voice, telling me to reach out to my relatives on my father’s side of the family. “I’m gone,” she said, “but you have people who love you and want to see you. Let them.” I heard her words, but I didn’t act on them.
Today I had the good fortune to spend some time with Dijon Bowden, Bay Area storyteller and creator of the street photography project Souls of Society. Dijon took my photo on Divisadero Street in 2011 when the project was in its nascent stage and going by the name Souls of San Francisco. I was on my way to read Tarot for an event and was dressed up in steampunk clothing complete with top hat and cloak. Dijon’s photograph remains a loving snapshot from another time, capturing a vulnerability and presence that still surprises and impresses me.