Daily Tarot ~ August 23

Six of Spears

The Return of Ambrosius

Fortune Cookie: What IS the seeming defeat that you would turn into a victory FOR THE HIGHEST AND BEST today?

Hmmm… We last saw this fellow waaaaaay back in early December.

As I said other times this card has shown up for the Blog, it’s one that requires a Nealio’s fracturized-and-beat-all-to-hell-an-back-faerystory version of the legend behind the card.  That will help you understand my interpretation of the Six of Spears, which – as ever – varies a touch from the norm.

By the way, my intuition-based recounting of the story of Ambrosius also varies a tad from anybody else’s, historical or otherwise. And there it is.

So, gae we noo taegether, aye.  Or some twaddle-e-o like that. Twaddle-e-o.  That should probably be a part of Today’s Whether forecast once again.  Let’s see if I remember.

The Story:

Just as Arthur had to deal with a rebellion of the lesser kings at the start of his reign, and Arthur’s father Uther had to deal with a rebellion of the lesser kings at the start of his reign, Arthur’s uncle Ambrosius had problems from the git-go.

But Ambrosius was literally overpowered by his enemies and driven completely out of Britain, to Brittany in France.  And the people who stole Britain from him were a bunch of real scumbuckets (I believe that’s the French term), you bet!

Now, that made our guy Ambrosius a King in Exile, which could be a pretty cushy life back then: Small but scenic and well-appointed castle, nice lands, good hunting, splendid French wines − there could be a real temptation to just put your feet up, marry or tarry with a French princess, become a semi-powerful courtier and suck down the oysters of life, washing them down with champagne.

Not for Ambrosius.

He gathered, from ALL around the world, the finest strategists, armorers, teachers, mages, alchemists, architects, trainers, warriors, etc., etc., etc. and put them all to work for him, on him, on his forces and on his hopes. So that, after a while, it became generally acknowledged that he had the finest army, guided by the finest advisors and the finest king, in all the world.

Then, in his own chosen time, he and his army went back across the English Channel and literally blew through the opposing forces like wind through a cane break.

Which brings me to the card.  [Yeah.  Finally.]

To most readers, the Six of Spears betokens a victor triumphing, or great and important news.  Others see it as the final, finishing touches on a long project, or perhaps a surrender by the competition.

Anna-Marie Ferguson, creator of the Legend deck, sees this card as a well-earned victory, change for the better, and “passing through a gateway to a new era.”

I won’t go against any of those interpretations.  I could use a touch of that stuff lately, meself.  Couldn’t you?

But to me, Six of Spears goes a touch farther.  It represents utter, total complete victory after what seemed to be utter defeat.

And the victory comes, not instantly, or even easily, perhaps, but after careful planning and the marshalling of THE BEST people who can help make the desired success and/or reversal of fortune possible.  (Attention, please: That means you’re NOT SUPPOSED to try to handle it all-by-yerself-alone! But don’t settle for help from any doofus who happens to wander by with a card that says $$Consultant$$ either!)

So:

What IS the seeming defeat that you would turn into a victory FOR THE HIGHEST AND BEST? 

Who are the friends, associates, helpers, consultants (good ones!), managers, healers, intuitives, artists, teachers, spiritual directors OR WHATEVER who would be THE BEST to help you take back what seems lost? 

What must you do to involve them in your cause?  And what can you do to start on that today?  Go!  Go! Go!!!

Bright blessings and victory, one that is for the Highest and Best!

Quote for the Day:  I never remember what I’m going to forget. ~ My friend Les

Today’s WeatherChills like the jolt from a Frankie Valli falsetto.  With intermittent mellotones.  Oh yeah. And twaddle-eos-eos-eos.

On This Date: 79Mount Vesuvius begins stirring, on the feast day of Vulcan, the Roman god of fire. [Insane cackle from demented Tarot reader…]

Text from Last Night: All I’ve had today is a brownie and a shot of Jack Daniels. So you know, I’m doing ok with that low calorie thing.

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