Today began well. I walked to the valley and performed a divination for myself using Jesse Wolf Hardin’s Gifting Bones. It felt like a true pilgrimage to an oracle site.
My descent took place through the woods. The Monster Guardian at the Threshold was a red-winged blackbird who took a swat at my straw fedora. The temple was a mostly-shaded rock.
I respectfully offered cornmeal and tobacco to the place and its beings. Then I smudged myself, the immediate area, and my tools (Gifting Bones, journal, pen, cloth) with sage smoke, taking care to place the match and smouldering leaf into a tin can afterward. After reflecting on the layout I chose (the Elder of Fire spread I created in NYC), I reached into the fabric pouch and drew five cool ceramic “bones”.
WisdomSource’s guidance came to me clearly as I spent time with each image and jotted ideas in my journal, accompanied by the croaking of frogs and whirring of more red-winged blackbirds. My life and work in the world were affirmed, something that came up in Monday’s mastermind circle was reinforced, and I was shown an attitude to clear out of my consciousness.
I smudged again and put away my sacred implements, giving thanks to all the beings and to WisdomSource for their presence, voices, and guidance.
The ascent through the trees seemed extra sweet, acacia perfuming my return to the quotidian.
My next step will be to do the same layout with the Gaian Tarot. The third step will be to integrate the two explorations into a comprehensive whole.
I highly recommend being outside to connect with whatever/whomever you know your WisdomSource to be. I invite those who wish to have their private sessions with me in this manner to let me know. Weather permitting, I’d love to make an oracular pilgrimage with you, letting All of Life speak to us, not only through cards, bones, or whatever, but also through the breeze in the leaves, frogsong, and wingwhirring.