This weekend has found me taking my craft knife to my Druid Craft. Mr S walked into the room not long after I had started and eventually, his eyes following the every move of my hand, rippled through my little self-absorbed bubble enough for me to put down my tools and ask him just what it was that he found so bloody fascinating…
He rambled on some long list about focus, precision, patience, fastidiousness and being able to repeat over and over again the same movements… something about I would have made a good leather worker… I agreed with that… after all I may have some genes lurking in that area having not too far back in the family had saddlers and pattern cutters… Then he made some comment about it was a lot of work for something that didn’t really seem to have any real purpose…
Now that made me laugh… Really? You don’t understand?
Why would I? he asked…
How many times have you restrung guitars or adjusted bridge heights or tweaked fittings on machine heads? Fine tuned your instruments… Not always for the sound but sometimes for just how they feel in the hand or rest against your body…
Ah… Now he got it…
But then I laugh again as yeah… sometimes it is purely because there is no real purpose…
I like the soothing mindfulness that arises out of the exercise… but that is the by product rather than the goal…
Sometimes I force myself into the boredom and tedium of doing something so precise and controlled as most of my art work is spontaneous, wild, whoosh, swirl, smudge, happy accidents claimed and nudged into new creations… But to do that ALL the time… that in itself becomes boring… being off the leash loses excitement when the leash ceases to exist…
Sometimes, it is a distraction and a safety valve against doing something destructive… Keeping my hands safely occupied rather than wreaking havoc… It’s a better use of energy to remove parts of cards than to use a keyboard to slice souls who come out to troll…
But mostly, I think, what I like is being able to see more clearly what I like once the distractions have been removed…
What I love about this deck is the skies… peachy vanillas… mossy greens…
It makes me think that you could do a whole reading just using the skies…
It fascinates me to think that we all live under one big sky that constantly shifts and changes and although it may be similar… it’s never the same twice…
It occurs me to that maybe there’s a psychic weather report going on…
Mmm… then I think of shepherds and their red skies and morning warnings and night delights…
Then of course… looking for shapes in clouds…
I decided to consult the Google oracle as I guess there must be a name for it…
NEPHELOMANCY
I root around a bit more… I find another word…
NELADORACHT
Neladoracht – the practice of cloud divination used by the Druids.
Druids sent up to the summits of mountains or nearby hills to consult the clouds when Kings and Queens wanted to glimpse the future…
LOL oh… that makes sense! How did I not see that before?
Ha! I’ve just taken a Bank Holiday away day tour with The Hermit without even having to leave my sofa…
Both of us with heads in the clouds…
See that’s another reason I like to Borderectomy… No borders… Free to travel and travel for free! 😀
The pure and blessed way 
Ah, for the peace of the Hermit! I know what you mean about getting into the zone doing something repetitive and yet always slightly different 🙂 And I love those skies – one of only two decks I’ve ever de-bordered 😀
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That’s the 2nd tarot I’ve chopped, I’ve also done one angel deck. I have to psyche myself up and visualise it beforehand until I’m certain it won’t ruin my deck… That first slice is always a little heart in mouth lol I have a couple of decks that I would love to chop but they have escaped the knife because it would spoil the backs…
Yes! I so love those skies… Imagine a whole deck of just skies… The Sky Tarot… I’d buy that… 😉
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