Must Be Talking to an Angel
Because I am a little slow on the uptake, it occurred to me to ask a question that might seem obvious – given all the signs – but that I buried beneath several fluffy, insulating layers of NOPE. Somehow it managed to worm its way out from under the covers and would not stop pestering me until I finally dealt with it. So, with no small amount of eye-rolling at my own expense, I sat down with the Wildwood and negotiated some pretty firm terms:
What was the question [X]?
Are you an angel?
Oh you son of a- But, there is a bird on the card – the wren. And I like that the hooded man is holding up a light to see the wren, something found in the dark. Psyche and her lamp. Though we agreed, NO SUBSTITUTES. No “winged beings”. Angel only.
So then, confirm.
Welp. I’m out.
*aaaargh* Shifty bugger. On the one hand, this is a firm “Yes”; the wren repetition is a nice touch. On the other, it’s an arrows card, and the original card isn’t dedicated to a bird (there are several Wildwood cards that are), so it’s a “Maybe”.
Or am I being thick-headed
I rounded up the evening’s entertainment by offering him his usual chance to say something for himself, using the Maat Tarot app. The question – just so we can be very clear on this – was, “What would you like to say to me tonight that we haven’t covered here?”
Final LOLS beneath the cut (because who doesn’t like a big reveal?)…
[I am a hypocrite, I admit it. I can't get into the whole angel thing, and yet I can accept a daimon/whatever no problem. A lot of it has to do with angels being Middle Eastern and tied to all the accompanying mythology and gods. The type of gods I am soooo done with. But then, angels have their own mythology beyond all the Love&Light&Fluff, that stretches back beyond the Christian Bible.
I'm dealing with this in my usual manner: moderate-to-severe freak out; LEARN ALL THE THINGS; big ol' grains of salt; keep calm and carry on; ohhhh, what about this then?]