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Shop Update

All currently pending orders are complete!

Right now I'm looking to pay my phone bill ASAP, which means I'm at 0/6 in the queue. If you are looking for poetry, I'm dropping the cost to 10 dollars per poem to match the 10 dollar deity dialogue price point. Mediations are still 15 dollars.

You can PayPal me direct at thekate.dunn@gmail.com! Readings go out typically within 5 to 7 business days.

Thank you all once again for your continued business and see you all soon

—Glory

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The Woman Behind The World’s Most Famous Tarot Deck Was Nearly Lost In History

For centuries, people of all walks of life have turned to tarot to divine what may lay ahead and reach a higher level of self-understanding.

The cards’ enigmatic symbols have become culturally ingrained in music, art and film, but the woman who inked and painted the illustrations of the most widely used set of cards today – the Rider-Waite deck from 1909, originally published by Rider & Co. – fell into obscurity, overshadowed by the man who commissioned her, Arthur Edward Waite.

Now, over 70 years after her death, the creator Pamela Colman Smith has been included in a new exhibition at the Whitney Museum of American Art in New York highlighting many underappreciated artists of early 20th-century American modernism in addition to famous names like Georgia O’Keeffe and Louise Nevelson.

CNN

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Pixie’s Astounding Lenormand tarot cards

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Samhain Moon: A blog about tarot, divination and alternate lifetyle ♡♡ The Marchetti Tarot

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Hallo! I’ve decided to share a spread I made awhile back. I can say it was at least in part inspired by the Lady Freyja, as this is often the major arcana I associate with her. It very well may be inspired in some way by Diana as well.

The Star—a luminous tarot spread created with the intent to help the sitter understand both where they’re headed and what role they’ve assumed in life. 

The Dawn—Where does the sun begin to rise?

The Day—What is the most visible aspect of the situation?

The Dusk—What must be done or discarded along the path? 

The Dark—Which shadow aspects that need to be acknowledged? 

The Way—How does what is known reveal an inner truth? 

The Star—At this moment, what is their place in the world? 

I wish the best of luck to those who need it. May gentle moonglow and the light of distance fires lead the way.

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i just wanted to say how much i love your readings! i've gotten a few done by you and they're always such a joy to read when i get them. they're accurate and get right to the heart of the matter in such a refreshing way. i'd highly recommend your shop to everyone (when it's open, of course)

The cat is me. 😭

Anyway, thank you so much for both your kind words and your patience. It’s always a pleasure to read for you. I appreciate you lots!

—Prism

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Deity Dialogue » Lucifer 🌓 for @prettyferalprince

Grey-green canvas shades you. You blink, bleary as the morning comes into your vision. Outside, a light dusting of snow still graces the treetops. Winter lingers half-melted. Was it a dream or were you upright upon waking? You huddle deeper into the blanket wrapped around your shoulders, taking in the sudden change in your environment.

“Good morning,” Lucifer says conversationally. Across from you, he passes you a thermos lid filled with brew. You accept the coffee with gratitude, taking a sip. It is a dark, bitter roast. Your hands, so desperate for warmth, encircle the streaming cup.

“Good morning,” you reply. You glance around at the woodland scenery. In the trees nearby, birds are singing. It is right then that you realize you’re on some kind of camping trip. The tent above shifts imperceptibly in the breeze. You gaze into his eyes, your heart searching. “Did you… sleep well?”

He laughs and the sound is filled with warmth. “I thought you wanted to ask me something else,” he says and you blush, eyes falling to the cup in your hands. “Though I appreciate the courtesy,” he adds. You stare for a moment, eyes lost in the dark surface of the liquid until you look back up with more resolve this time.

“I wanted to ask about the future,” you say. He nods, adjusting the undone tie that dangles at his neck. Lucifer pours himself a cup of coffee as he speaks.

“I thought as much,” he says. “You know what it is that you need, I suspect. Your heart swings back and forth like a pendulum, but in the moments where it reaches bottom of the arc, you can catch a glimpse. Your future is splendid, but you’d rather deny yourself. There is a certain comfort to routine, after all.” You make a face, this time directing your eyes off toward the treeline.

“Meanwhile, in spite of it all there is something building inside you. You do have the desire. You can’t deny it.” You hazard a glance back to see that he is grinning. “All is just a step away from being set into motion. Set one foot before the next and before you know it, you’ll be running.” You take another sip, gazing at him thoughtfully. “So it came from you?” You ask, curiously.

“No,” he says. “It came from you. I’m helping you find it.” He places a hand on your shoulder. You lean instinctively into his touch. “You just don’t have any idea how it will be…” He whispers, sending a chill down your spine. “How your future outstrips the stars...”

Your heart twists at the agony of this revelation. It is beautiful and yet as he said, difficult to accept. Yet you know with all your being he is right. It is passion that blinds like the disc of the sun as it blazes its way into the black depths of imagination. It is combusting at your core, even if you’re not entirely aware of it yet.

To set it free upon the world is your birthright. That next sunrise—your destination.

Note: The store is currently closed! However if you like what you see and would like to give it a try, check the links on the topbar for updates. All I ask is that you read the FAQ.

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Brief Announcement Regarding Wait Times

I still have two readings in the queue. I just wanted to publicly apologize to those last two clients. The most recent order is still within the 5-11 day wait time, but the other is not. The transition from not working to working six days a week has been a bit hard on me. With the precious little free time that I’ve had, I’ve taken to sleeping or spending time just trying to relax. I do however promise that these readings should be out and accounted for by the end of the upcoming business week. One of them will probably be finished today... But I got off work at 3pm yesterday, slept for four hours, stayed up for five more and have essentially today to relax before I have to wake up at 6:45am tomorrow and do it all over again.

Thank you so much for your patience,

—Prism

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“And though you should live in a palace of gold, or sleep in a dried up ditch. You could never be as poor as the fairies are, and never as rich.” - Rose Fyleman.

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S&D Update: The Witch is On Hiatus!

First, queue status: the shop is down to three orders! I’m a little behind, but slowly gaining on things. 

Onto the second announcement—the shop is currently closed. Truth is, I really need to focus on my own spiritual development. I’m slowly losing the ability to do personal work and with all the change I’m currently experiencing, it’s pretty much a necessity. I’ll be catching up on the orders and I’ll let you know when the shop is operational again!

Be well,

—Prism

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Deity Dialogue » Hermes 🌳 for @ace-witchbitch

Beneath the bridge, along the waterway there is a narrow corridor of cement and stone. Grass manages to wiggle its fingers up through the cracks, proving yet again that nature can only be covered—never replaced. It lurks everywhere; along the footpath, upon the embankment and beyond, where the land turns to benches and bark trunks. Yet your vision is turning—you cannot seem to see straight. The moment you’re upright, you find your body falling to the pavement again and again.

You want to continue, but your spinning keeps you circling in place. With every twist, your stomach is lurching. You begin to feel vaguely ill. It is only as you turn your sight to the water that stability returns. Rain dances upon the surface. Everything becomes clear. Each perfect, hypnotic circle expands your vision; yellow sweater, glasses, books in your hand. There was an excitement in her, once. Her heart was lost to another time. 

“Offer yourself,” the voice says. It is the murmur of the wind. “There is a path for you beyond the bridge.”  

You look to it, but the vision shifts. Above a ceiling is high, vaulted. The glass there shines beneath blue firmament. Silver beams, so splendid. It is the place that can never be touched.

Safe. ​Protected. You are​ captive to its walls.

Beyond however, is a forest. Amidst ferns, monkshood and morel rest upon the covered ground. You catch a glimpse of him there. The light is silver, passing through mist as it settles upon his cornsilk curls. Two eyes cold as winter meet your own. With a serious express he strides to meet you, moving like a white stag through that liminal hour. 

“Are you waiting for the storm to pass?” He asks. “Anger is not eternal; frustration is not your god. Move into this place and you will see… The weather seldom changes.” 

He extends a hand. Trembling, you reach out for it… and the moment you touch his cold fingers, you slip deeper into the realms of sleep. But you remember everything; the delicate arch of his pale features and eyes like satin. Softly understanding, keen as a sword. Drifting. Deeper. Wandering through sense without form. The world cradles you in her dreamless embrace and you are taken from a vision into nothing, moments before you meet the waking world.

Note: The store is currently closed! However if you like what you see and would like to give it a try, check the links on the topbar for updates. All I ask is that you read the FAQ.

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Deity Dialogue » Loki ⚫️ for @ace-witchbitch

The cavern is massive. Bioluminescence radiates from an unknown source. Upon the walls skulls stare, their slack-jaws seeming to hiss in the chilling speech of the dead. You stride toward the stone ledge that juts like a spoke out toward the center of the room. Upon it he waits, hands buried deep into his pockets. Loki stands staring with his back toward you, vested in the colors of night.

He turns and his dark eyes glitter like black jewels. “Good morning,” he says, without humor. You nod, eager to see what has drawn him here. You peer over the ledge into the vast emptiness and frown. There is nothing, as you suspected. At least, nothing that you can see.

“This is essentially what you wanted, is it not?” He asks. You gaze at him, nonplussed. “What do you mean? This place seems empty. What—you want me to jump?” He snorts. “To the contrary, I was thinking you’d stay awhile. Maybe there’s more than what seems obvious at a glance.” You tilt your head. “It seems like a tomb,” you mutter and he laughs. “Perhaps,” Loki says, but his eyes are curious. He watches you, unreadable intent flickering in his eyes.

“There is a wealth of information here, but it will take practice to reveal exactly what you’re looking for.” You sigh. This was what you feared. “How long will this take, would you say?” You query.

“That depends on you,” he responds with some amusement. “Entertain the idea of staying awhile.”

You make a face. That is definitely not the answer you wanted. “I’m not sure about this,” you whisper with a frown. “I have to admit, it’s not what I expected.” Loki adjusts the slick dark tophat that crowns his head. “Maybe expectation is part of the problem,” he says. “You’ve got a lot to learn and time to learn it in. Perfection is the child of creation. Birth first. We are not all adults, just starting out.”

You feel a tightening in your chest. “I want to jump,” you blurt out. Your heart is shaken by the thought, but as you peer into the bottomless grey depths of the room, there is something that draws you. Loki grins and you feel the warmth of his amusement rush over your skin. “Very interesting,” he says. “Why don’t you try listening to that instinct for a change?”

You gaze, uncertain. “I don’t know,” you say and your heart is torn. He pats you on the shoulder sympathetically.

“You won’t know. Not until you try,” he says. You look at him in desperation. “Not until you open your heart to something real.”

You gaze. There, the mists almost seem to undulate. “Something real,” you whisper. Almost involuntarily, your foot slides forward. You shift toward the ledge and slowly, your heart inches forward alongside.

It would only take but another step to dive in.

Note: The store is currently closed! However if you like what you see and would like to give it a try, check the links on the topbar for updates. All I ask is that you read the FAQ.

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S&D Update: Queue Status!

I’ve updated the both the FAQ and the Storenvy to place wait times between 5—11 business days. Between my job, getting an online certification, going to orthodontist appointments, my own spiritual needs and the needs of everyday life I am getting a bit behind. I wanted to keep you all updated. Know that I haven’t forgotten you! I should be able to get at least one or two readings done tomorrow.

Cheers,

—Prism

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S&D Update: Queue Status!

At current, we’re down to three orders (six readings) in the queue. I’ve gotten a tad behind because this Monday I’ve started a new job! I’ve sent out a reading in the last fifteen minutes or so and I intend to try and get caught up with the rest by the end of the weekend.

To those still waiting on me—thank you for your patience!

Hearts,

—Prism

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S&D Update: The Witch is In!

Just to touch base, I’ve been doing quite a lot of private orders lately. For this reason, there hasn’t been a lot of activity on the blog, but that doesn’t mean I’m not here! In recent times, I’ve gotten a fair amount of dental work done and I’ve started a new job, so I’ve been a bit swamped. But feel free to place orders as you would otherwise. I just might be a bit slower than usual. 

One last thing: I’ve updated the FAQ to mention that I no longer off readings for pop culture deities. Sorry about the confusion! 

That should be all. Have a lovely weekend,

—Prism

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Deity Dialogue » Brighid 💗 for @deathordesire

You are dreaming in the night. Behind your eyelids, the diffuse glow of the moon radiates an iridescent corona through the clouds. You can see it between the black silhouettes of trees. Someone is coming. You turn to look but the image changes, turning from night to day. There, an endless stair spirals around the outermost edge of a wide, circular tower. You can see it descend into a nebulous fog, so far below that your sight could not even hope to follow.

You take a step. As you do, you slip, passing through matter at last into the final place—a room in the heart of summer. It is as comfortable as a home could be, yet strangely official; there is a window to the outside slid open from which to do business. Heat slips past the sill in a parade of green and gold, igniting the interior colors of earth and titian orange. You sigh, seated on the floor with your back against the couch. You’ve not had a customer in too long.

“May I come in?” You hear her voice. “Of course! Hold on,” you reply, scrambling. Brighid is just outside the open window. You gesture for her to go around, where you unlatch the chain and let her inside, keeping an eye out for your wayward calico.

“Hey!” You announce. “Is everything okay? I’m sorry I don’t have much to offer you.” You scramble, patting down your pockets and casting sidelong glances at the fridge. “Nevermind that,” Brighid says to you, beaming from beneath her straw hat. It is as if she’s come straight from a garden, clothes still touched by the soil. On her arm is a basket. “Why don’t we sit down?” She asks, removing her gloves.

The two of you settle into the couch. You rest against the arm of the sofa, eyeing her with concern. She smiles placidly back, staring into your eyes. “Don’t worry so much,” she says. “You anticipate the worst with these unexpected drop-ins, but really… I’m just here to check on you. Okay?”

You relax slightly. “I wanted to ask you how business was going,” she says conversationally but you’re crestfallen. Your eyes dart to the open window, filled with light but devoid of life. “Uhh, not super well,” you reply. “It’s been awhile since I had a customer. Am I doing the right thing??”

Brighid smiles, leaning forward to ruffle your hair. “You are,” she says. “It takes time and patience, to start. You’re waiting for us, but have faith my child. It’s just the beginning.” She says to you. You sigh, hanging your head. “I’m just so worried… and it’s making me angry,” you confess, eyes downcast. “I keep acting…. I keep acting out, I guess.”

“Such an honest girl,” she says and her eyes are shining. “Here’s my advice. Don’t worry so much about what you’re feeling. This you cannot change.” You look up, brows knit. “What matters is how you use these feelings. Shall you channel them into something? Or let them consume you?”

You blink. “You spend so much time in shame, you never consider that what you have was what was meant. You simply were taught all the wrong ways to use it.” She reaches out to gently stroke your hair. “Be still,” she whispers and immediately, your muscles unclench. “You are headed exactly where we intend you to go. Live our love and we will show you the path.”

As you start to cry, you feel the tears as they fall wetly against your your palms as they rest against your thighs. Your eyes flutter open to your own room as you slip through the veil of dreaming.

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