These are quite nifty:
Goddess Dollies. I love the way the stories are written, in wry knowing voices.
I pulled Bridget out of the Goddess deck for a second time, and rather than insult Her I've been letting Her stick around (which means I let her card sit on my bedside lamp instead of shuffling Her back into the deck) while I meditate on what She means to me. She's not one of my 'regulars' so to speak, mainly because to me She's kind of like Athena - proud, independent and highly creative. She also seems to be the patron of highly creative people - and I do not nor have I ever considered myself highly creative. Not even mildly creative. Or imaginative. Or anything else.
But, Brigid was also patronness of the Brehons as well as patronness of smiths and poets. It finally dawned on me, I am working in a legal office. I may not be blacksmithing or writing poetry, but my work these past few weeks is centered on wordsmithing and in a way, writing the law.
I think a lot of my struggles over the past few years just trying to get a county job might have been availed much sooner if I had prayed to the correct deity or deities. I got the little statue of Sta. Muerte shortly before I got this job, and to me Mama Muerte is one of the Gueddes. Here in Wikipedia (not a reliable source, I know) it says that Maman Brigitte may have actually been syncretized w/the Saint Bridget from indentured Irish servants (or Irish who were kidnapped or were prisoners - many of them former pirates & insurgents) who somehow ended up serving their time in the Caribbean instead of on the American mainland. I was also going through the selection process for this job right around Imbolc, aka the Feast of Saint Brigid.
pantheon.org made me laugh -
"As the foundation for the American Groundhog Day, Brigid's snake comes out of its mound in which it hibernates and its behavior is said to determine the length of the remaining Winter."I also drew Whale from the Medicine Cards. Whale boils down to the use of music to access the Akashic Records. I used to have a library card for the Akashic Records, but I think it got revoked somewhere along the way. I remember when I first started working with Akashic imagery. I saw myself going up marble steps to a building that looked a little like the Parthenon. There were books and scrolls and even old stone tablets strewn about, it wasn't exactly organized - more like controlled chaos. Tottering piles of books would fall over if I brushed them walking down an aisle. Sometimes I'd open a book and moths would fly out of it, sometimes I'd unroll a scroll and dead scarabs would patter to the floor. As I continued to work with it, the place got a better cleaning crew and some government funding - it started to look less like a forgotten temple at the backwaters of the Universe & more like a library... more like the Library of Congress. Thick leather-bound tomes lining rich cherry shelves, marble tile, brass reading lamps... and still an occasional dead insect or bat. Now I imagine it's probably like a cool white clean room, servers humming in the background with glare-free terminals, and maybe only one hairy spider to scuttle across a desktop when disturbed. I tried to go there again last night, but I fell asleep instead.