So, I knew pretty early on in my tarot wanderings I was a Queen of Pentacles. Pentacles being an earth sign, and me being a quintessential Taurus, it all made perfect sense. I know a deck "gets" me and I "get" the deck when it tosses me this lusty little queen in an initial reading. When I see her (or me, as it were) I know I am going to get along just fine with this deck.
Being a queen sure has it's advantages. In tarot, all queens relate to water, and not surprisingly, are closely related to their elder sister, The Empress, who controls the feminine aspect of all of our selves, regardless of gender. I can't help but wonder, though, as I think this over, that mixing the watery queen with the earthy pentacles might just make for mud, which would explain some of my thinking at times, but I digress.
Being the Queen of Pentacles is nice in particular for the home loving, luxury-minded Taurus. Love of the good life marks both of these kinds of people, and there is no doubt I love my little luxuries and am loathe to forgo them. She is devoted to her family, and probably most closely of all the queens takes after The Empress in this aspect. She is dependable, sensual, nurturing, loyal to a fault, warm-hearted, and in general the earth mother type. Careful with her money, but not afraid to spend it where it matters. Creative and resourceful. We like or physical pleasures, whether they are a good book and a hot cup of tea or a good man and a hot night spent.
Yup, that's me.
Of course, like all tarot cards, this one does not just walk around shooting rays of sunshine out her (well-dressed) rear. There is a shadow side to this card, and I unfortunately emulate all of the shadow of MY queen.
Stubborn, judgmental, with a difficult time forgiving others and not the most empathetic girl on the block. We both get a bit OCD, and not always in the endearing way that can just be called "quirky". The enjoyment of our sensuous pleasures can lead to giving money a larger importance in our lives than maybe it should have, and we certainly do not hesitate to drop any a person in our lives who is just not adding to it in a meaningful way. And we can't pass a mirror without throwing a check on ourselves, usually with a wink and a smug "How you doin'?" for good measure.
We love hard, and fall hard, and though it is not easy for us to fall out of love, once we do, we are done completely, and in a way that seems to cold to the other person if they were not quite done. (Right now I have Kanye West going through my head - "In the night I hear them talk, the coldest story ever told. Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul, to a woman so heartless. How could you be so heartless?")
We seek intensity in all areas of life, and that can lead to some rough falls. I liken this aspect of my personality to my love of snowboarding, a sport that invariably leaves me bruised and breathless, and anxious for more all at the same time.
So, there it is, a little introduction to me, Manda. It's my intention to use this blog as I work my way through 365 days, 52 weeks, 12 months, moments unnumbered, and 78 cards, to a better, wiser, more enlightened, softer, kinder, more abundant (but please not on my thighs) me.
The two queens featured in this post come from the reliable Rider Waite Smith deck and the evocative Victorian Romantic.