The Shaman's Death

For many years I have been casting a Sacred Path Card to get a glimpse of what my guides or higher power or inner self are trying to tell me. I use to wonder if I dialed GOD on my phone if someone would answer and tell me what to do. Most of the time, I know right from wrong and use Guidelines for my direction. Sometimes, it is not as clear – should I go or stay, should I tell someone something that I fantasize they need to know, etc. As I simplify my house and move toward a home, there are many many things that someone might think are clutter but that I think of as treasures or reminders of places that I have left some of my heart... my father’s cigar holder, Chuck’s boy scout cap, etc.
Yesterday’s card was the Shaman’s Death – no card is a bad card and like most Tarot Cards, the death card does not mean you are going to end up under a rock, but that you need to pay attention, how zen, to which pattern of personal evolution you are experiencing. – am I fertilizing and preparing to plant, or am I burning off the old crop, plowing under to make room for the new.
Later in the day, it became clear. I was looking for a book and started at one of five bookcases upstairs and proceeded to the five downstairs. I could take a trip around the world with all the money I spent on books and most of the trip just on the cost of books I have not read. In addition to seeing several titles twice, I have the book about your intestines next to the far side humor 20th edition. I have not looked at the books in such a long time, I don’t remember some and others what was I thinking or why did I buy this. Some, like simple steps to belly dancing, I know was a gift and I have several Christian spiritual tomes that were gifts from friends that just knew I should be saved, but why are they still in the house? I started pulling them out and stacking them into weight training, food programs, general Zen, management, etc. and realized that this will be another time of making a big mess to get to where I want my books to be, available. Sorry you had to die Shaman, and good bye to some of the books that have been taking refuge on my shelves, but it is time for me to plant an orderly word field for inspiration and renewal.