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Dandelyon's Card Draw

OK, LJ is back working pretty well again, and I have no new requests. This card draw is officially CLOSED. Thank you to everyone who participated! Well, over in my poll on LJ, people were about evenly split between wanting weekend readings and wanting Lammas readings, so I'm going to open the post now. If you would prefer a card drawn on Lammas, feel free to comment today and include that as part of your request. There's no reason I have to do the readings in the order they're requested, after all.

Rules: (do I need rules?)

I'm posting this on DreamWidth this time because the LJ site warns it is having issues, especially with posting longer things. I don't know if that includes posting responses to comments in long threads or not, but I strongly encourage you to leave your request at DreamWidth, even if this cross-posts successfully. I will answer any requests that successfully post over on LiveJournal, however, assuming my response will post.

I'll be doing readings on and off in between cleaning house and packing for MuseCon. If you want to know a little more about my readings, I have a FAQ post here: http://wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com/153236.html I will reiterate that while I hope I can offer entertainment, inspiration and insight, and I will do my best on your behalf, readings do not and cannot substitute for seeking the advice and help of a professional of any sort. If you need one, please go find one you can trust.

Please leave me a question, if you have one, and let me know which type of reading you want. I am always open to requests about creative ventures, including in-character requests, as well as the more normal sort.
  • I am, as always, offering Torn World disk readings, written as if you visited Rai-Kunabei as a traveler in her world. If you're curious about Torn World and want a peek at one corner of that complex world, you're welcome to a Torn World reading.
  • I can draw you a Guide from my combined Susan Seddon Boulet Goddess and Animal Spirit art cards--this was the most popular deck in my poll.
  • I can draw you a card from the Fantasy Tarot, which was the second most popular vote in the poll.
  • For the very first time, I'll do a drawing from my not-runes--complete with a picture, if my elderly cell phone and limited HTML will cooperate. (I need to properly name these...suggestions welcome, once people see them in action).
  • If someone has a particular favorite among my other decks, I'm also willing to pull one of them out for a reading.
Tips are gratefully appreciated. As an incentive, a tip for $10 or more will get you a three-card draw. This is particularly helpful for Rai-Kunabei, who thinks one-card-draws are peculiar and difficult. Her symbolism is based in large part on the structure of her language, in which there are three types of nouns--natural, artificial, and abstract. (There are regular Friday language lessons by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith over in the <LJ user="Torn_World"> community.)

Signal-boosts are also welcome.

When I'm closed to requests, I will edit this entry, at the top. I will leave this open at least until I get home from work tomorrow, and possibly longer, since I know I have readers in different time-zones.

And Happy Lammas to everyone who celebrates it as such, and also to everyone who doesn't.

</user> Update: Tips so far: $15.00 Note for my LJ friends: Although crossposting is working, the DreamWidth link isn't, but you can find me there as Wyld_Dandelyon, just like at LJ. This entry was originally posted at http://www.dreamwidth.org/12345.html. Be welcome to comment wherever you prefer.


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Jul. 31st, 2011 09:35 pm (UTC)
The Dreamwidth link didn't work, and I apparently don't have you friended there...
Jul. 31st, 2011 09:49 pm (UTC)
I fixed the link manually. Thanks for letting me know! Do you want a reading while you're here?
Jul. 31st, 2011 10:17 pm (UTC)
Given my year so far, I'm almost afraid to ask...but sure, I'm a glutton for punishment. Maybe from the Susan Seddon Boulet Goddess and Animal Spirit deck?
Jul. 31st, 2011 11:50 pm (UTC)
For you, I drew the Owl. She is standing there, head bowed like she's listening, her wings flowing down like long hair. In her hand is a key and a crystal. Behind her, there's stairs leading up toward the moon.

The text on the back of the card states that Lilith is frequently represented as an owl, so this card represents a guide with feminine power, sexual energy, darkness, and liberation.

I hope she will prove to be a strong and helpful guide for you!

Aug. 1st, 2011 06:48 am (UTC)
What's the text in the "Text of the footer to add on other sites"-box at http://www.dreamwidth.org/manage/settings/?cat=othersites ?
Jul. 31st, 2011 09:39 pm (UTC)
It is a bright morning, perhaps, as a young-seeming man walks up to the Rai where she is working. He bows from the waist, and smiles.

"Have you time for a reading?"
Jul. 31st, 2011 11:13 pm (UTC)
Rai-Kunabei is young, dressed in clothing much like everyone in the tiny village, sturdy farm wear, decorated with tiny bells. Even the houses are decorated with bells, each house having a tall spire at each end, and a cord strung between them with bells hanging along the length. The bells have wind-catchers of various sorts hanging below the clappers, so whenever the breeze picks up, you hear chiming and clanging.

Each adult carries a tall staff as well, with bells attached to the top. The Rai's staff also has a scorched ball attached to it. You wonder what is powerful enough to scorch an iron ball like that, leaving it all cracked and iridescent where it isn't blackened.

She looks up at you. "Of course. It's why I'm here.

She waits until you settle on the ground next to her, then draws out a disc. It's as large as her palm, round, and made of silver. She turns it over to reveal a brightly enameled side. At first it looks abstract, but then you realize it is the mountainside where you sit, shown four times in tiny detail. In the one closest to you, the scene is covered with snow, then proceeding around, you see flowers and trees budding, trees fully green, and trees with fruit over ripe grain. In the sky, you see the the moon closest to you, a sunrise, a full moon, and a moonrise.

She smiles. "This is the year-wheel, the embodiment of natural time. Whatever you're working on has a natural schedule, one you must work with, for you cannot change it. If you've hit a slow point, then like the world rests in winter and people rest at night, you can be assured that spring will come, you will wake up, and you will again see your efforts blooming."

She lets you hold the disk for a moment, but there are other people waiting, so you hand it back to her after only a minute.

She tucks it back into the sturdy leather bag it had come out of. "Thank you for coming to visit. Perhaps later, you'll tell me about some of the places you've traveled?"
Aug. 1st, 2011 12:46 am (UTC)
A soft smile, and the young man nods. From a pocket, he produces a thin cord from which hangs a startlingly deep-blue stone, all crinkled as if it were made of wadded paper. It is bound in silvery wire.

"Azurite, which is said to bring visions and clarity to one's inner sight. It's for you, or someone you will meet soon. A sign for you, in return for the sign you gave me: the year-wheel is confirmation, I think. My spirit in its proper, natural place and design. Thank you, Rai."

He walks away, smiling in the sun, to continue his journey.
Aug. 1st, 2011 04:53 am (UTC)
She holds it to the light and smiles. "Thank you."
Jul. 31st, 2011 11:00 pm (UTC)
You did a reading for me in Jan. about the epic pieces I wrote, and it was very helpful. I would love another on the same subject. Following that inspiration, I am now more than halfway through my novel. Unfortunately, I am currently stuck. My remaining three PoV characters are waiting to speak their truths, but I feel sad and cannot speak for them. I would appreciate the wisdom of Rai-Kunabei. (tip to follow shortly).
Aug. 1st, 2011 01:01 am (UTC)
Mandala and Starbird
Bai-Kunabei looks up at you. "It is good to see you again!" Her clothing is still decorated with bells, but is much lighter than her winter leathers. But then, just the thought of leathers and makes you feel even hotter than you do already. As if she can read your face, she adds, "It's cooler here, under the tree. Come sit."

You do, and a little girl comes by with two glasses of a cold fruit drink. You press a ceramic and metal token into the child's hand to pay for the drink, and she bows her thanks.

The Bai reaches into her bag and pulls out three disks. The first is copper, showing a symmetrical, complex, rainbow-colored abstract.

The second disk is iron, showing a night sky and a bright, glowing bird of prey.

The third disk is also iron, depicting a glass much like the one in your hand. Somehow the artist that did the enamel work made the contents look like the clearest spring water, sparkling in the sun.

The natural aspect of your problem is the Mandala. The embodiment of abstract choices. Do your chnaracter's problems seem too abstract to you?

The next disc is the Starbird, the distant aspect of myths. Oh--here is the core of your problem. The tools you need are distance and myths, and right now you're too close. You need to take a break, which is right here in the abstract section of the reading, you need a mental break that's the equivalent of a cold drink of water. Then when you look at your story again, you'll have the sharp sight of the starbird to help you see how to make your story manifest, because," she taps the mandala, "You'll be able to see how all the parts fit together."

She takes a long drink from her glass. "Oh, there's nothing like a cold drink on a hot day!"
Aug. 5th, 2011 04:47 am (UTC)
Re: Mandala and Starbird
Thank you very much. This has been helpful already :)
Aug. 1st, 2011 12:25 am (UTC)
I would very much like a reading! Rai-Kunabei has had excellent insight for me, and I love the Torn World discs, but any deck that calls to you is fine. :)
Aug. 3rd, 2011 05:39 am (UTC)
When you arrive at the village, the spot under the tree is empty, except for Hat Trick, who is happily munching on someone's abandoned sandwich. You wander over toward her, and she hurriedly swallows, grabs the other half of the sandwich off of the plate, and backs away from you warily.

You laugh, because although you are hungry, a sandwich full of goat spit isn't very appealing. She stops backing up, having apparently decided you aren't a threat to her unapproved meal. You're not sure if it's because of your laugh or because she's gotten her mouth closed around the sandwich.

You walk forward, looking around, but for once, no one is in sight. You want to know what's going on, but it's a long walk uphill from the nearest town, and your back and pelvis are threatening to strike if you don't rest for at least a little while before looking for people. You sit down against the tree; it's Rai Kunabei's usual spot, but you don't think she'd mind, and you really need the back rest.

Hat Trick sidles forward to grab some roasted roots from the plate, and you realize how very goat-like she smells, a fact you hadn't properly appreciated during your previous trips.

"So, where is everybody?"

The goat backs away from you again, still chewing. It's just as well; you'd rather smell the flowers and greenery on the breeze. For a while you just rest, enjoying the simple pleasure of not being on your feet and having a solid support for your back. You fall asleep, still aware of the smells of goat and village, grass and trees and flowers, and the sound of an occasional bell from the rooftops.
Aug. 3rd, 2011 05:39 am (UTC)
After a while, the sound of bells wakes you. You look around, startled--you hadn't planned to fall asleep--and now the square is full of people, carrying in baskets and barrels of food, setting up tables, talking and laughing. If they notice you sitting in the Rai's spot, they don't mention it, they just bustle around like they have a deadline.

You realize there's a small child behind you--the smell of diaper cream isn't quite the same as you're used to, but its purpose is obvious to your nose, and besides, you can smell the child wearing it too, a pleasant smell that you didn't realize you could identify, sight unseen, until now.

You turn to see the toddler walking under Hat Trick's head, reaching for the goat's beard. Indulgently, the goat lifted her head just out of reach, and the child laughed. She wobbled around a root and walked up to you--no, not quite. Her eyes are focused on the leather bag next to you.

You yawn, waking up and trying to remember if it was there when you sat down, and the child turns to you. "Ra?"

You smile at her, glad to find that you aren't invisible, and she smiles back, then reaches into the leather bag and starts to take out disks, stacking them on top of each other like they're blocks.

Rai-Kunabei shows up moments before sunset and thrusts a bell into your hands. Then she bends to tie a small bell to the child's wrist. "Welcome. Thank you for watching Ralaati. It's time to ring in the harvest. Care to join us?"

And then the sun touches the treetops in the valley below, and the town erupts into sound, bells of all descriptions being rung all at once. Ralaati jumped up and down in excitement, knocking over her modest tower of disks, the bell on her arm adding a bright, high jingle that you can just hear in the din.

Your ears ring in the quiet that follows, as Rai-Kunabei perches on a root. "Here for a reading--and a feast--again?"

You nod.

"Good, good. Pick out a disk."

You reach out and grab the one that landed nearest to you. It's smooth and heavy, the gold showing red highlights in the sunset. You run your fingers across the enamel, but you can't guess which picture it is, so you turn it over. Depicted on the gold, in luminous colors, is a person in dark blue robes, a book in hand, surrounded by children.

"Ah, today you hold the teacher, the embodiment of human-made knowledge. Whether you are the student or the teacher, the stored knowledge of the world is at your fingertips. May you learn well and also share what you learn."

The child in front of you makes a little sound, and you notice a new smell. The Rai picks her up. "I'd better get her back to her mother before everyone starts eating. But please, stick around! There's almost enough food to appease a wraith, you're welcome to share."

Your stomach rumbles as you thank her for the welcome, and for the reading. But before you get up, you gather the disks the child had scattered and tucked them neatly away, the teacher last of all. The sack suddenly reminds you of a dragon's hoard, rich and heavy and beautiful, and full of surprises.

Then your stomach rumbles again and laughing, you join the people milling around the tables, tasting food that all smells like it was harvested moments ago.

Aug. 5th, 2011 06:22 pm (UTC)
:) :) :) Thank you!!
Aug. 1st, 2011 02:03 am (UTC)
An enormous, turkey vulture, looking perhaps more ancient than the skies it flew out of, lands with a casual flap of immense, but well worn wings. With a cock of its head, it peers curiously.

"Wot's this about a readin', then?" revealing its gender with a voice that could only come the throat of a crotchety, old man. "Have ye got sumpin' t' say to th' likes o' me?"
Aug. 1st, 2011 04:48 am (UTC)
For you, I drew a piece of driftwood I picked up off a beach long ago, because to my child-self it looked like a castle. Above it floats a serene moon, and nebulae formed by a friendship bracelet and a clear glass fish. At the foot of the castle crawls a sacred scarab, the beetle that pushes the sun across the sky.

The castle in the moonlight represents your dreams, and the scarab your power to make them real. But even though you have the power to move whatever the sun symbolizes for you, while it's out, it hides the more subtle things you need--the inspiration of the moon, the ties of friendship, the nourishment of simple things like loaves and fishes. These things are all still there while the sun shines--take note of them and remember them, for you will need them.
Aug. 1st, 2011 05:31 am (UTC)
"That's a roight pretty readin' now, innit." the vulture responds with a noticeable tone of appreciation. If it is possible for such a bird to smile, it is doing so. "Roight pretty, indeed. So, I've th' power t' do wot I needs, but mind th' smaller stuff, then? Roight, then. Ta fer that!" and, with that, the vulture launches himself in to the air with mighty gusts from wings (and perhaps a bit of dust, as well).
Aug. 1st, 2011 06:05 am (UTC)
Hmm...I'm not sure that friends and sustenance are "th' smaller stuff".

Aug. 1st, 2011 06:08 am (UTC)
Agreed, but the vulture is old and, more to the point, it's 3 in the morning. One might be inclined to forgive him a slight lapse in logic.
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Aug. 1st, 2011 06:03 am (UTC)
I uploaded it to LJ, as if I were going to post it in a separate post, and then copied the HTML. LJ is probably less paranoid about a reference to their own site than it is to other sites, right now.

And thank you for sharing the picture!
Aug. 1st, 2011 06:10 am (UTC)
Ah, that would explain it. The change in the ability to use the image tags still rather blows the whole idea of having integration with Photobucket, but what can one do.
Aug. 1st, 2011 06:16 am (UTC)
Hopefully the change won't be permanent. I've got my fingers crossed--but am planning to export a copy of my journal to DreamWidth just in case the attackers, in the end, have more resources than the LJ management.

Good night!
Aug. 1st, 2011 06:19 am (UTC)
And a good evening to you! Blessed Lammas!
Aug. 2nd, 2011 03:41 am (UTC)
I'd like a reading please. Thank you so much for the reminder. What should I expect to harvest in my life right now?
Aug. 2nd, 2011 03:46 am (UTC)
:-D You're welcome!
Which divination system (listed above) would you prefer?
Aug. 2nd, 2011 03:47 am (UTC)
Re: :-D You're welcome!
A card from the Fantasy Tarot, please.
Aug. 2nd, 2011 04:07 am (UTC)
Nine of Wands
This card was drawn by Maureen Garrett. In it, you see a brown-skinned man with a spear. The spear-head is glowing, as are the heads of the eight spears that flank him, lighting the path beyond where he stands, ready to protect against anything that comes out of the forest in the foreground.

We see nine trees in the forest as well, along with a skeleton that almost looks like it's struggling to get up, though it's missing pieces. The colors remind me of your paintings, warm browns, highlighted with gold and green; in the distance is a sky fading from midnight to teal over purple mountains.

This card speaks of preparedness and strength, enough strength to defend yourself and your home if necessary. But to me, it also speaks of creativity, for wands are always creativity for me. I think this card is advising you should create a reserve of strength--strength that you can use to create joy and beauty but which also will allow you to calmly face the darkness, whether that darkness might come from the skeletons in your own closet, from people who are anything but your friends, or simply from the fact that the world isn't perfect and shit happens.

My final thought is that paintbrushes, like spears, are wands.
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