I was a lizard archeologist, a million years from now. What I dug up threatened my marriage...
When I met someone attractive, my head flamed, burning my body like a wax candle...
Worried you're anorexic? Gain weight, yet stay slender! Become a centaur, like model Paulina Porizkova...
CAUTION: NUDITY and BODY IMAGE/ANOREXIA ISSUES
I was just sketching figures in the extreme (iconic?) stances they get in when they dance...
It's the 1970s. What's a lion to do? Get fern-bar camouflage: a suit and an I'm-a-bohemian moustache...
I dreamed I was a bird-person in a post-nuclear future, touring North America the low-budget way...
CAUTION: ALL YOU LOVE IS GONE
Meditation's hard for me; I expect to turn on instantly, like a lamp plugged into Enlightenment...
I was a mermaid summoning a great storm to carry my love to me--and my love was a red sea-mare...
Slightly based on a print in our bathroom when I was growing up--Picasso or Mary Cassatt?
No Man is Island. So Men say. I am not a Man...
I froze to death trying to climb an icy peak. But I try again, and this time, no holds barred. Wow, am I selfish! But alive...
I don't understand this poem's symbolism or even its style. It came to me whole, in a dream...
The child who runs with wild horses finds the secret spy-room of dreams! But no one's watching...
The rest of us heavenly bodies have each other, but from the Sun's viewpoint, we're just rubble. Alone...
I dreamed I was on a train, a huge toy train, and a gigantic rattler was at the controls...
Sort of a psychedelic scribbly version of Henri Rousseau's pictures of flute players in the jungle...
Drawn on a trip to the Southwest as a kid. Felt like I'd lived there in a past life. Or I would in a future life...
As a kid, my Ecotopian fantasy city was hollowed out of living rock, with hanging gardens and terraces...
In a stadium somewhere, watching a game where a slender reptilian man pitched rocks...
Navaho country felt like home--the land, the art, the animals, the language. Trapped in suburbia, I drew...
I like bad taste. Taste always tasted like another Anglo conspiracy to keep me from having fun...
The traditional figure is blindfolded, holding two crossed swords. I used crossed TV antennae...
Three friends in a garden pledge loyalty forever with a toast of the wine of the heart...
Floating in tears, have you noticed the other cups behind you, unspilled?
Giving up a wall of material treasure for the moonlit path...
The card confirming those silly fears are true. The nightmare is real. You're in trouble...
The card of excessive self-denial, whether compulsive or artistic or spiritual...
The card of building your dream no matter what. I dreamed I met the Primal Builder...
The card of fertility--and the pangs and effort of starting a new thing...
Mind and body integrated. S/he can hold up even the world-serpent that the gods couldn't lift...
CAUTION: ANDROGYNOUS CENTAUR BREASTS
The card of big messes, confused beginnings--and fertilization...
When the Birth card's reversed, the child clings to the womb like a burrow in a green meadow.
The card of force not always used wrongly. The Knight says, "Sometimes ya gotta bust a few heads..."
The card of caring, caregiving, and compassion...
When the card CARING comes up reversed, you wake up with this crucified guy floating over your bed...
The sea-captain, baby bottle in hand... The card of the warm man, the nurturer...
So you die, and to your secular surprise, your soul or psyche (which does after all mean butterfly) metmorphoses into...
It's time to tackle that unpleasant task. But so what? You know how. And you have gloves...
Some folks are dogs, bullying those below them, fawning on those above. But if the Wizard is a Humbug...
Earth is always shown from the side, never its axis. But from the pole, it's a vast wheel: the real Wheel of...
Using the mind's blade humbly, respecting ideas and people, clarity's disciple may not see her own power...
Humor's one of the big emotions--laughter's as loud and uncontrollable as crying or orgasm...
Hokule'a, the "Star of Gladness", guided Polynesians across thousands of miles of ocean...
Jupiter's massive presence tugs its moons to geologic life. Just being exerts a power and a pull...
The card of driven leaders. It's so refreshing to hear someone honest and passionate. Right? Well...
The card of love. I'm not sure what genders the lovers are, but no matter...
Jung said most people let one aspect of life dominate them. The Mage balances them...
When you start thinking and scheming hard, you can end up "amazed": lost in a maze of choices...
True teachers and leaders do exist, with vision enough to make seeds (and people) sprout...
Deep down in the strata inside you, gems lie waiting in the dark. Waiting for this child to dig them free...
Time, tide, cycles... In this phase, the hourglass is full, life brims over. Passion's time. Action's time...
Time, tide, cycles... At ebb, the hourglass drains, the tide recedes, life hides in the cracks...
That moment when you recognize a kindred spirit, and realize he or she feels that way too...
Groundless fears slow you to a crawl, testing every step of a clear, safe path...
The knight of creative fire, who takes over when you've mastered technique but kept your passion...
You get to fill one tray. Guns sex jewels pot hamburgers TV boredom God power thrills love? Choose!
The card of revolution! The old towers of strength come down, not through war but obsolescence...
The card of intuition, dreams--and asking. She knows all the secrets. And might just tell you, if...
Those of you who see or sense auras know how rare it is to meet someone with all four cylinders firing...
At the Dream Circus, a grumpy little greenish Scotsman rode a sulky, pulled by a playful black horse who...
Find your strength in dreams: facing (and befriending) what you've feared, or fought...
The card of fatigue and rest. Tarot's so primal--never a dull moment. Well, take a break...
Having (or living with) a sharp mind is like living with a unicorn. That horn can kill or heal...
I dreamed I was the Spirit of Mexico: a winged coyote flying around Sonora howling at the moon...
The Well of Emotion, guarded by the Black Unicorn, the shadow of all the feelings you deny...
The 80s were rough on unicorns, but now that they're passé again, they can get back to work...