Portraits of Pips by Elizabeth Hazel
Eight of Pentacles
This is the third in a series of "portraits" of the Minor Arcana, written in Liz's unique style. All cards are inspired by and illustrated with the Vala Tarot, a deck designed and illustrated by Elizabeth Hazel.
Knit, purl, knit, purl. Have I counted this row correctly? Let me go back and double check the instructions. This is a tricky part, it needs all of my concentration to get around this corner. Each stitch takes my complete effort to be just so, to be perfect. Each row is a work in itself, but when all the rows flow together, what a glorious rainbow this is turning out to be! The more I learn about knitting, the better I get at it. There was a really complicated pattern I saw in a magazine last week. It would take plenty of planning and patience to finish the item. Kitty, stop batting at the ball of yarn! You're distracting me. I can't believe it - you've plopped your furry self on my beautiful rainbow scarf. There will be cat hair all over it. No, I'm not quite ready for that magazine pattern yet. Maybe something a little less painstaking before I move up to that level. But once I become more of an expert, I can sell things for higher prices. And I need to remember to get a new set of those curved knitting needles for making socks the next time I go to the store for yarn. As soon as I'm done with this row, I'll write a note on my calendar as a reminder.
Four of Cups
The moonlight reflects quietly on the pool. So quiet and tranquil, I can recover here. It is time to search within, to seek the bottom of the bottomless well. There is fear and sorrow in the depths, perhaps also some truth. As bitter medicine can cure, so can the bitter truth. If I cannot look in the mirror for what is real, where can it be found? What direction holds the answer? Calling to the spirits of the north, east, south, and west, I have found no answer, no revelation to allay my worries. Only in the unexplored mysteries of the pool can I find this truth. The stars show the way below the reflective surface, through the fog of uncertainty, through the mist of disbelief. I long for the serenity of the rising stars of twilight. They give the magic light of distant worlds; revealing nothing of their joys or sorrows, but sharing their remote light from across the universe. My sorrows are granted solace as the ripples of starlight on the water flash a message in Morse code, an esoteric gift of ancient wisdom.
You can read the first installment of this series here.
You can read the fourth installment of this series here.
Elizabeth Hazel is a tarotist, astrologer and rune reader. Her original art for the Vala Tarot was inspired by a life time of reading the cards, and she is seeking a publisher for the deck. Liz enjoys music and gardening.
Column © 2001 Elizabeth Hazel
Page © 2001 Diane Wilkes