Author: Narya Rose Deckard
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dark business: A Season of Coming and Going with Tarot: Day 4
Judgment reversed: Day 4 They have risen from the dead. How long have they been dead? Does that matter? No—what matters is the call, the trumpet of renewal has sounded by the lips of the angel Gabriel, the giver of divine messages. It’s their second coming, their chance at new life. This card gets to Read more
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A Season of Coming and Going with Tarot: Day 3
Day 3 : Six of Pentacles Reversed A man dressed in fine robes, blue cape and red tunic, holds a set of scales in his left hand. The scales have three coins on it and they’re perfectly balanced. A fourth coin pins together his cloak—money keeps him together. In his right hand he’s holding two Read more
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A Season of Coming and Going with Tarot: Day 2
A man chisels at a stone sculpture; he’s finding the beauty of movement and life, a living being, in stone. He’s in a state concentration: relaxed and focused. He’s dressed in the garb of labor, but unlike the four of pentacles, his clothes look worn with use. Two people stand on the other side Read more
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A Season of Coming and Going with Tarot: Day 1
He sits on a stone throne, and grasps a single coin in both hands, clutches it even as if his life depended on it. Two coins rest at his feet, and the fourth is etched into the chair above his head. He wears a serious expression. His chair elevates him off the ground, as if Read more
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Integration of Self into Soil
I’m thinking about the difference John O’Donohue describes in Eternal Echoes between tools and technology. Technology, he says, does not extend human presence but rather turns it into function. Our technology shapes who we are and how we interact with our world. Conversely, tools like a shovel, a rake, a pen, we actively participate in Read more
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Instinct, or Some Thoughts on Jung
I wrote this while thinking through Carl Jung’s Memories, Dreams, Reflections. If god isn’t an invention of consciousness, so I can neither make god more remote nor eliminate god, I can bring god closer to the possibility of being experienced. God is an instinct. Our instinct is diminished when we have to prove something Read more
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Poem “So Many Meadows” published!
Thanks to Tiny Seed Journal for publishing my poem “So Many Meadows” on their website: So Many Meadows It will be printed in an anthology in October. Read more
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On Healing and Story
On Healing and Story There are many levels of healing when we tell our stories. We externalize that which we hold in. What we hear ourselves say and what another hears us say validates our story. We speak ourselves into being. Sometimes we don’t know our story until a person listens to it. It Read more
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Money Doesn’t Make Me a Better Human
Post MFA in Creative Writing Commencement Reflection Must we be useful? Or maybe, must we define “useful” through solely capitalist measures? That question is what drives me as I think about what others have said about the MFA world, poetry, and graduating with a creative writing degree. Kristi York writes in her blog post “The Read more
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Linda Hogan’s poem “Eucalyptus” and Imagining the Self
By losing herself, the speaker in Linda Hogan’s poem finds herself: “and like the tree I can lose myself/layer after layer.” “Eucalyptus,” the first poem in her collection Rounding the Human Corners, though it begins in the present, quickly references the ancient past to draw upon its wisdom (“the others are Read more