The first episode of SONY TV Series Vighnaharta Ganesh aired on August 22, 2017. After several cast changes, COVID, etc. the last episode aired November 12, 2021. I was trying to catch up but my own life took a hard left and I fell far behind. The closest Hindu temple is over 250 miles west. I prayed for a solution and the idea of watching the series as a form of bhakti yogastruck a chord.The series brought to life stories from the Puranas, presented each of the avatars of each of the deities, brought the viewer into the Ramayana, and the Mahabharata!
In addition, each avatar’s story was told. Extracting clips will take a long time so please be patient.Much of this material is buried in books. Thanks to CGI, it’s a lot easier now to do visualization and thus, devotion. Each avatar has his/her own teachings for us to learn and each has various qualities for us to emulate.
Some of the episodes dragged and others made me sit up and gasp. The story arc about the battle with Bhandāsura seemed to be one that dragged and then in Episode 340, I sat with my mind spinning. For one thing, the CGI is very impressive, but the script hit home.
I started my website and blog in March 2021 with the intent to explore the MULTIVERSE. Well, did you know that there are EIGHT (8) universes, 9 divine goddesses, 10 knowledgeable goddesses, 12 Adityas, 8 Vasus, 2 Ashwini Kumars, and 8 versions of Kumar Kartikeya?
Did you know there are 8 versions of Brahma and Saraswati, Vishnu and Mata Laxmi, and finally Mahadev (Shiva) and Parvati.
Did you know there is an Adi Parashakti and her consort?
Did you know there’s a combined form of Shiva and Parvati?
If not watch the Playlist and read the links below. This is part one of a series of blog posts about HOW all the combined deities from ALL the universes had to perform a sacrifice into order to save the universe(s).
When Facebook ads for House of Gucci first aired, I kept staring at the clips going NO WAY! That’s LADY GAGA? I never got to see the movie in the theater but I did get to watch it yesterday on Amazon Prime and a VERY interesting documentary about the murder on Discovery Channel. The movie is a masterpiece of acting and filming. And it hit home because Tom Ford, THE TOM FORD, who the Notorious Doc was OBSESSED with was portrayed in the film. On January 15, 2022, the house Harry Leo Duran used as an office, near the marina in Spring Creek, was burglarized! Several pairs of his shoes were stolen. Amongst them was a pair of Tom Ford Warrick Grained Leather Sneakers valued at $990.00 along with Tom Ford sunglasses valued at $445.00. In order to fill-out the Loss Inventory for the AAA homeowners claim, I had to spend hours on Tom Ford and Louis Vuitton and other designer’s websites to match each item to catalog listings. The late Notorious Doc, oddly enough, never bought anything from Gucci, but I did have to look through their web listings just to make sure.
“Tarot works when you manage to connect the tarot reader’s personal Qi with the querent or seeker’s personal Qi with the universal Qi. Some kind of really cool trinity goes on and by something some people call synchronicity, certain cards from the tarot are drawn that will best answer the question at hand”.
What she writes further down, however, needs to be read and MEMORIZED!Underlining and italics are mine for EMPHASIS. This is one of the best descriptions of how a crackpot can do damage that I ever could have hoped to find by an expertor any other writer!
“There are also many irresponsible tarot readers who misuse the tarot and in turn, send you faulty information. If you rely on that faulty information, harm is bound to come your way. It really is like practicing medicine or law without the intense schooling, experience, and licensure that these fields require. What’s more, the vast majority of people seeking tarot readers are those who are in a vulnerable state of grief, loss, or confusion. Pairing such a person with a quack tarot reader is going to bring about a great deal of harm to that person. That, though, isn’t any more or less sinful than a quack doctor who is practicing medicine without a license, a scum-sucking lawyer, or an accountant who has a propensity to skim a little off the top.”
The movie introduces PINA on a small TV screen seducing viewers to call her. It’s a brilliant theatrical plot device but that’s not how the real Patrizia Reggiani (Lady Gaga) met Giuseppina “Pina” Auriemma portrayed by Salma Hayek.
This is an under 30 second clip to get started. To avoid copyright infringement clips have to be less than 30 seconds. If you want to watch the segment in full click MGM’s promo.
Oddly enough, the octogenarian that I met in the Witch’s Shop told me she had earned money working on a psychic hotline. For a great article about psychic hotlines read
Moving on, here’s the next clip.
The clip has to be less than 30 seconds. The first edit was EXACTLY 30 seconds but it got partially blocked so I had to take it down and trim off 2 seconds. To watch the entire segment, go to the MGM YouTube channel. The reason for making this clip is to show the OUTSTANDING performance by Lady Gaga! Her facial expressions as she speaks on the phone are perfect. In the movie the character is 25 years old. The real story about how they met and the fact that both are out of prison and worth millions is infuriating.
Click on the article in Mail Online for an photo of the two when they were younger.
Even though both Patrizia and Pina spent time in prison, read this and see if justice was served!
And now for the next segment in the movie where Pina walks Patrizia through the tarot reading.
I froze the frame in the hopes of 1) identifying the deck – It looks like it’s the Marseilles and 2) figuring out the spread and the reading. I found discussion boards and searched images of the decks and then voilà!
And for an analysis of the spread,
Obversa, (Amber!) is a Quora Author with 2.8 million+ views, writer, journalist, social media manager, and moderator of several subreddits. @acagoldsmith on Twitter.In the film, Salma Hayek as Pina points to a specific card. It is theObversa writes that
Card 1: The Star (The Present) – Pina identifies this as Maurizio Gucci, Patrizia’s “great love”. Also called “L’étoile” – literally “The Star” in French – this upright card indicates purity, austerity, devotion, and obedience, all qualities that Maurizio Gucci displays in his loyalty and innocent love to Patrizia. (“The attitude of the Star is reminiscent of devotion and obedience: we kneel in front of a temple, or in front of a prince or princess.”)
The Star also indicates a giving nature, as well as pure, sincere intentions, or “nakedness”. (“The generous individual becomes a restless spring, giving and receiving in a purified movement.
From a psychological perspective, we can say that the Star, while purifying the past, also purifies the future. She gave everything to the surrounding environment, and also for herself, without asking for a return…a mysterious part of ourselves that we can trust: our ‘lucky star’.”) It might also mean “Paradise” (“Paradiso”), an aspect that Patrizia writes in her journal on the day that she has Maurizio murdered.
It’s an interesting interpretation but it doesn’t fit very well. Maurizio ends up dumping Patrizia for an old flame. The fact that Patrizia wote Paradiso in her diary, for me, means she felt she was FINALLY free from the torment of seeing Maurizio in the tabloids with his mistress. Lady Gaga’s portrayal of a woman scorned is intense. In the interview with Patrizia in the documentary, you can sense this is not a woman that would tolerate infidelity and she didn’t!
Every true story should start with a Who, a What, a Where, a When, a How and a Why if known. Alas, to avoid having a hex put on me or sued for defamation (if that’s even possible in this case), I will leave out specifics.Why, you ask?
I recently went to a small strip mall to buy a designer donut. Whoever thought that there would be designer donuts? The first time I heard of such a thing is when Dunkin Donuts opened up. My parents would have pitched a fit if they had lived to see a donut costing $2.59 but that’s what I had paid for a rather large, disintegrate the minute you bite into it chocolate covered Bavarian creme.As I left the store to get back to my truck I spied a sign in a window that said “Tea and Tarot”. I used to be a HUGE devourer of the Cozy Mystery series. One good thing that has come out of this tale is I discovered the mystery series by Kirsten Weiss. Hopefully, the library has purchased Tea and Tarot. The promo sounds fantastic!
Thinking there really might be a place as cozy as all the Cozy Mystery books portray, I opened the door and stepped into a huge retail space with very little merchandise, a couch with a very old lady at one end, a large coffee table with no sign of a teapot in sight, and a chair with a late middle aged, bleached blond. My first thought was how on earth can this business make a profit. Commercial rent is astronomical. There was a cash register and counter a good 12 feet from the door, four-five shelf units and a kind of bookcase in the rear, a bathroom, and what looked like a massage or reiki room and that’s it. There was a sparse offering off books, tarot cards, a few crystals, and not much of the usual paraphernalia.
My favorite crystal shop in Salt Lake City just expanded. The main room has floor to ceiling displays with so many crystals for sale there is almost a glare from all the glittering offerings. They have professional lightening and low volume music that lulls you into an alpha brain wave state. There’s incense and the tinkling of windchimes and they have so many books and expensive meditation musical instruments – cue example – that you could get the urge to take out a home equity loan!
The store where I was told to get my things and LEAVE NOW was nothing likeSacred Energy Empowerment Centerand the staff couldn’t hold a candle snuffer to Janet!So, WHAT happened? Well, as soon as I got through the door, the blond started in with the usual fake psychic fake nice hello routine. The older lady was quite striking and she told me two fascinating stories of paranormal experiences. The blond reminded me so much of an episode from Absolutely Fabulous that I will let the clips speak for themselves.
And just in case you are like I am and you don’t know your fashion designers, I searched for the transcript. You can thank me in the comments below.
In case I have not YET made my point there are two more videos to drive home the point.As a side note, when I first discovered JP, the late Notorious Doc decided I had to ABSOLUTELY watch the Bondi Hipsters. I did! I wrote to JP on Facebook and I wrote to the Bondi Hipsters and suggested that when JP made his annual trip to Australia that they all meet up. They did and I got a thank you from both set of comedians. I think that’s cool. JP is now so famous, I doubt he would have had time to read my message.
The octogenarian didn’t look healthy and the blond kept dabbing her eyes with a facial tissue which had out served its purpose long before I arrived. The blond was also a fidgeter and she’d stand up, then sit, then smile, and then looked oh so pained, then act like she had just remembered where she had left her checkbook.
A mother and daughter came into the store by accident. They were trying to find a place to wait in the air conditioning until an appointment elsewhere. That gave me a chance to hear a ghost story from the older lady. I’ll post that in its own post. What happened later after the mother and daughter left was very odd. A woman I had met two weeks prior elsewhere in town came in and I thought OMG what are the odds! And it is this woman that triggered a lot of research into reiki and chakras and woo.
This woman I will not describe because it would be too cruel to put into words. Think of the scene about a boggart. I didn’t realize until just this second after a brief introduction, something in me snapped and I burst out laughing. In my mind I saw a boulder creature that existed about a million years ago. She had a very, very old soul but not one you’d ever want to meet.I said, OMG “You’re SO OLD!” Instead of asking me what i meant, she took an immediate offense despite the fact that I was trying to gain control of myself as I said, “no no for Pete’s sake we’re about the same age, it’s your SOUL! She still was appeared miffed.“The last time I saw you was a million years ago!” Flat affectresponse.
After I met that woman, I discovered that she had blocked me on Facebook sowhen she came into the store, Iwas rather creeped out. I do not know how long she was in the back corner but it seemed like a half hour. She then said, so we could all hear it, “I need help getting out”, and the shop clerk rushed over and they were then outside in the parking lot for a very long time. When the shop clerk came back in, I thought well, all the fishing around for confirmation for your intuition, let’s see if you can “see” an answer. I asked a question and with that was told
“You need to get your things and leave now!”
“What?” “As a representative of the owners of the store, I need to ask you to leave now!”
“What did I do?”
“Get your things and leave!”
I looked at the old lady who had a blank expression. I got my orange juice bottle, my bag, and stood up and walked straight to the door. As I opened it one of them said “Have a safe trip”.
I fussed about writing this up until last week when another of the women I met at the other business sent me a text using Vanish Mode in Facebook Messenger. I did know such a thing existed. As I scrolled to read it, it vanished! Facebook let’s you send whatever and then deletes it like some sort of “Get Smart”, self-destructing cassette tape in “Mission Impossible”!
What is said was that I was to stop going around “stealing” energy and if I didn’t stop I’d have to “deal with her”. WHAT THE BLEEP?
What I had asked about was something I found very disturbing. This woman, not the blond, had claimed she could SEE chakras. Yes, SEE chakras. And all my colors were way off. My throat was red, I had a white beam of light coming out of my right eye and no light coming out of the left, and on and on it went. She claimed she could see spirits of deceased relatives and entities around me.
BUT THERE”S MORE TO THE STORY!
After I left the store, I drove for about an hour and stopped in a trading post. The fellow there said that the town I had just been to was a creepy town and no one likes it. Odd you should say that I said and I launched into my story. His smile was huge as he said, “MY NIECE got thrown out of there last year”? “Really”? “Next to the donut shop”? “THE VERY ONE”, I said.
HIs niece had gone in to get advice about a VERY bad day and got told to leave. As we compared notes, they all assumed it was because the niece is very dark skinned and a Native American. Nope, I said. Cause I’m well, white. We both thought for a minute and then figured they were fake psychics. And there’s nothing a fake psychic hates more in this world is someone who really IS psychic.
So, I returned home and did MORE research. This is a FANTASTIC article by a Sanskrit scholar with whom I really want to study with when I can afford his courses. The video is by a corporate lawyer who has one of the best blogs I’ve ever read.
And the last two videos – a summary of Hulu’s “Shut Eye” and a clip from my all time favorite show, Bewitched, to lighten the mood.
I’ll post the ghost stories later in the week. They were almost worth the discomfort of hearing “LEAVE NOW”.
UPDATED September 3, 2022 – Video clips had to be remade to avoid copyright infringement. YouTube’s flagging algorithm is inconsistent.
Updated July 26, 2023. Good Omens 2 is airing tomorrow so I rewatched the entire first season and realized I left this scene out. It is hilariious!
Randall (Randy) Ivan Merrell is one of those rare healers who lives in a remote, isolated “wilderness” part of the world, hidden away from the world, and yet helping all those who seek him out. On June 27, 2022, podiatrist Shane Draper in Elko, Nevada said, in no uncertain terms, that if I did not get new orthotics and custom-made shoes, I would start to lose circulation in my toes, and eventually the feet. He used the dreaded word “amputation”! I have very tiny feet – size 4 and 4.5, with bunions and hammertoes despite wearing orthotics and flat shoes or boots since 1979. It’s genetic. Everyone on my mother’s side had bad feet and osteoarthritis. I also had developed a blood blister under my middle toe on my right foot and was in agony. As I would tell everyone that would listen, it felt like fire ants were eating my toes. That’s not an exaggeration and it was constant*.
Dr. Draper wrote a prescription to a chain of stores called Hanger. I called them and learned they did NOT make custom shoes. I had once researched the Davis Therapeutic Clinic in San Francisco so I contacted them and made an appointment for July 19. The cost was going to be $3,000 and the shoes were going to be made in either the Netherlands or the Philippines! I’d have to make at least two trips because they had to make the orthotics and make adjustments. I booked a hotel and made a detailed hour by hour itinerary.
My friend, Eva, saw the itinerary and blew a gasket! NO, YOU’RE not going to San Francisco! There must be somewhere else. I’ll shorten the rant. When she hung up, to prove her wrong, I googled for an hour, and FINALLY I found Merrell Foot Lab in Vernal, Utah a good 90-minutes shorter drive and no ferries nor Covid passports to deal with.
I looked on the website for Merrell and saw Randy’s photo and bio. I get downloads from photos and the download I received blew my mind. A MEDICAL INTUITIVE? A NATURAL HEALER? AN ADEPT? NO WAY? Really? And I can drive?
I called and Preston Barker, Randy’s apprentice at the time, answered. A kinder voice could not have answered. He immediately said I could see him on July 19 – same date but instead of 3:00 p.m. Pacific Time when I was supposed to be at the Davis clinic, I had to be in Vernal at 9:00 a.m. Mountain Daylight Savings Time. I leapt at the chance and drafted a drastically different itinerary, booked two nights at the Dinosaur Inn, and started packing up all of my footwear to see if any of it was modifiable.
When I got to Vernal, on the 18th, I learned that Preston had decided not to pursue a career in boot making and I’d get to see Randy, himself! And that is how I shook hands the next day with a man whose touch took all the pain out of my right wrist where in March 2021 I had injections for Game Keeper’s Thumb (https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK499971/). Randy does not consciously do this. He is one of those exceedingly rare humans whose very touch can heal SOME ailments. I can take away pain for short periods of time but not by touching someone. This is different. It’s not “energy medicine”. It’s “healing touch” and it’s rare. From all of my research it requires a person to be so humble as to be almost invisible. The person must also be a “servant of God”. Many will claim this ability and if they do, they are fake as plastic pearls. Despite the belief and conviction that divine light resides in every sentient being, that light is so dim as to be invisible. If you ever meet a soul that shines, you will know it instantly. Or you should. I’ll skip my rant on that.
Now for Randy’s story. It’s incredible. It’s sad and pain and suffering and great heartache seem to be a catalyst for healing ability to emerge.
Randy’s father, Ivan A. Merrell (1922-1982) owned Jiffy Pawn Shop where I sold the Notorious Doc’s rings oddly enough. He also raised Arabian horses for 27 years on 40 acres. (The Notorious Doc told one of his patients that he raised Arabians – we didn’t even own a pony!) Life’s strange sometimes. The poor man died from injuries sustained in an accident. Randy’s father was hypercritical of the young man, but Randy still worshipped him, so losing his dad in 1982 was rough.
Worst was yet to come. Randy’s own wife, LouAnn, and grandson, Jackson Standefer, would die in a freak accident in the Grand Canyon in 2017. Great loss is often associated with kind hearts. It seems to cement one’s relationship with the Divine.
Before the tragedies, Randy was already a remarkable individual. Thomas Curwen, a staff writer for the Los Angeles Times, sought out Randy in 2019 suffering from several foot problems that dwarf mine. He DID have to have shoes made. Randy said I can get away with the extra extra super extra wide deep toe boots I found from Mt Emy and save the $7,000 – $8,000 that he charges for custom-made. Curwen, I trust, felt the investment was life saving and if I really needed them, I would too.
Curwen wrote that when Randy was a teenager he had to go into town each month to get his father’s shoes repaired because Ivan had a clubfoot. Back then and now and amongst many cultures, a birth defect was a sign of a sin – ancestral or parental. Ivan, was conceived before his parents were married and in 1922 that was a badge of shame. My father’s mother’s mother had a clubfoot and she was ostracized for it her whole life. I was mocked and shamed for having tiny feet because I could never find shoes so I was forced to wear boy’s boots. Kinda kills any chance of looking sexy when you walk. All of the rock stars and fashion models make spike heels ingrain in men’s heads that a woman should have a certain stride. Me, I was told, had a distinctive stomp.
And it was a pair of shoes that Randy saw in a window in Salt Lake City that changed his life. It was a $67 pair of Tony Lamas — “brown-lizard wingtips, pointed toes, buck stitching, burgundy uppers and one-and-quarter-inch heels”. Ivan Merrell refused to buy them and made his son earn the $67. I bring up the Notorious Doc again because when he died he had over 40 pairs of shoes – most were Louis Vuitton and Tom Ford but some were imported Italian designs. Harry Leo Duran ran out of money before he could rival Imelda Marcos.
Randy’s family are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Most young men spend time as missionaries and Randy was sent to Brazil. It was there that he met Pedro Barrato who made shoes by hand. It was also in Sao Paolo, where Randy discovered that he could never live in a city – I will explain later. When the mission ended Randy went to Boston to attend the Lynn Independent Industrial Shoemaking School where he learned pattern making and machine maintenance.
Randy told me that we forget today just how awful polio affected children. There were shoemakers/cobblers everywhere before the United States mandated everyone get injected with the inactivated polio vaccine (IPV) in the upper arm. It left a scar and I remember it hurt as well. By the mid-sixties we all lined up in our respective town centers – I remember standing at the train station wrapped around the horseshoe parking lot, and were given liquid drops on the tongue with sugar. My parents were ahead of me. It took several days for everyone to get the vaccine. It worked. Allegedly. Polio was said to be eradicated – it’s re-emerged – and shoemakers, Randy said, all decided pretty much to retire. He said most were a cranky orney lot.
My friend, Christy might remember because she grew up in Rahway, New Jersey. My mom used to take me to a cobbler in Rahway to get shoes. Sample shoes back then – the ones in the windows in storefronts, were all tiny. They weren’t meant to be sold except to the rare few with tiny feet. Randy asked me if I could have any footwear what would I want. The shell pink pair with white heels that I wore in 6th grade. I wore them much longer but I distinctly remember walking home one day with older kids behind me remarking about my legs and shoes. For a brief moment in time, I had that WALK apparently. I was able to wear a nice pair of shoes in 1979 but only for a brief time. Then never again.
Randy could not make those for me and at my age I think they would look ridiculous but he did ask. I settle for him modifying the Mt Emey boots.
After leaving Boston, Randy settled in Vernal but he told me he would travel all over the country to study or to “shadow” an expert. Yes, he had spent time at the Davis clinic in San Francisco. He spent time in Grand Junction, Colorado with a German immigrant who is the one who taught him how to make the cast for an orthotic by examining gait, posture, and anatomy. Instead of stepping and out of the mold, the “German” showed Randy how to have the patient sit and the pedorthist correct the ankle and foot and push into the mold.
But it would take years before Randy would decide to make orthotics. He just wanted to be the best boot maker ever and that is what he did. Randy “began developing hiking boots better suited for the American terrain. In 1981 he wrote a seven-page article on selection and fit that found its way to two men in Vermont who wanted to back Merrell Boots. Within two years it was a multimillion dollar enterprise. At one time, Backpacker Magazine named the boots “the most comfortable and functional boots in North America.”
Randy’s family takes priority and the company started eating into his time with his wife and sons so he sold the company and started Merrell Foot Labs.
“Rather than using digital scanning technology common today, Randy uses a foam box to capture an impression”. The podiatrist I saw in Elko used one of these foam boxes. I remember a different way the podiatrists made casts in the past but it’s a dim memory. By pressing the foot by hand Randy is able to capture the foot “walking” so to speak the way God intended not the step in and step out which does nothing more than capture the deformity. The orthotics I’ve worn since 1979 were nothing more than expensive pillow inserts. They did nothing to fix the fact that my left leg is shorter than my right which only one doctor I think ever noticed. My gait was all screwed up causing back and hip and thigh pain. Not to mention foot pain.
Randy said that the German taught him that if you fix the gait, you can even fix trigeminal neuralgia – aka jaw pain because the nerves run up the side and into the jaw. Headaches, etc. Although pedorthists aren’t “into” reflexology – the two do seem to compliment one another. Fred Coen in New Mexico has done just that.
When I left the Dinosaur Inn, I had my IPHONE plugged into the late Notorious Doc’s 2019 Ranger so I could listen to the Google Maps voice guide me out of town to a winding road that I knew next time I would have to film using a Go Pro. It was a magical drive. At a bend I spied a rock welcome sign and gates. I paused to take a photo. Then I drove down a step curve and arrived at your standard medical looking plaza parking lot with handicap signs and two buildings built into the earth.
I just made my second trip. The first was a 3 hour evaluation and Randy made the casts. Last week I returned for the fitting and modifications. In two weeks, I need to have Dr. Draper film me walking so they can have a Zoom or Facetime consultation on what modifications are needed if any. I’ll probably be asked how many pounds or ounces I have lost. The orthotics are made for one’s current weight and height. Any change in anatomy and you need new ones. I never knew that. EVER.
When I return in October for a follow up after I lose weight, I got permission to film the 25-acre paradise nestled at the base of a very barren mesa. I had never been in a quonset hut that I can recall and certainly not one covered by concrete, rebar and 3 feet of earth and grass! There were steps down into the lab which extended many feet further. The lab was state of the art with exam rooms and a lovely waiting area. Steps led to upstairs where Randy’s new bride works. I didn’t get to go up there. I was lucky I was able to hobble down the steps to get in.
** Thinking I was going to San Francisco I wanted to visit the shrine to John (Maximovitch), Archbishop of Shanghai and San Francisco (1896-1966). St. John was referred to as the WONDERWORKER. There are vials of holy oil you can send for. I had written to the church and asked if I could have a tour? No, but I was told they were sending me three bottles of the oil for FREE!
When the oil arrived I was so desperate, I mixed it with chamomile oil and put it on the blood blister. I watched a video of St. John and prayed and cried my heart out. I couldn’t tolerate the pain another day. I put hematite on my foot. I prayed. Three days later the blister was healed enough that I could debride it. I had not returned. BUT what Randy did was take the pain out of BOTH feet that I live with all the time!
I have a lot more amazing things to say but I will wait until I go back. There is such a thing as information overload and I don’t want to spoil the suspense. Suffice it to say, you will be happy to read more. I promise.
Yesterday, July 25, 2022, I discovered Benebell Wen (more credentials than I can list but corporate attorney and occultist are not combinations one often sees, right?). Her blog is jaw dropping. Her videos are mind blowing and she uses expletives as freely as I do! A kindred spirit!
I thought Dusty White‘s research into tarot was outstanding and still do. I’m equally in awe of the work by Robert M. Place (Alchemical Tarot) but Benebell’s work – OMG, outlier in the world of geniuses.She self-published this amazing deck. Wish I had found her sooner.
The deck apparently sold out immediately. You can find a copy for $400 if you’re crazy enough not to wait for a second printing at Mercari. I suggest, assuming you’re interested in tarot, that you start here and read everything Benebell has written.
She’s prolific. And it’s worth every minute of your time.I’m going to be writing about decks but not like this. In fact, I’m going to have to figure out how I can compare my collection of divination tools so my posts do not pale in comparison. When you find someone who can write and present kick ass presentations, it raises the bar considerably. I once read a lot of doctoral dissertations just for the helluva it so when it was my turn, mine would be on par or better. Benebell’s blog is like that. A homework assignment to challenge the little grey cells!
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