Michael and I are pleased to now offer our unique Qabalistic tarot course privately, for one or two people at a time. In the late 1990’s, we developed our powerful system that combines the magnificent Tree of Life with the magical tarot cards. Since that time, Michael and I have gained a rich amount of experience, having read, combined, well over 50,000 people from all walks of life. Whether you are new to the tarot or a veteran of many years, our course can help you understand the energies of the cards, as well as teach you to read in patterns. Qabalah is particularly helpful in predictive work, (we enjoy playing with time!) as well as in advising seekers on how to work with the forces around them.
If you have never taken our course, our private classes require a commitment of seven weeks. Each class is two hours long. The cost of the course is $300. Refresher classes are also available for those of you who have already taken our seven week course. The cost for a single class is $50.
If you wish to study privately with us, go to our contact information and contact either of us.
To learn more about our system, I highly recommend the following video that Mystic Journey Bookstore created in 2014:
When I first came to Venice, I met a palm reader on the famous, Ocean Front Walk, whose name was “Mad George.” He was a colorful character, full of stories about his own life, as well as about life in Venice. I very much enjoyed his style of reading palms, as well as what he shared with me about my own hands. So, when I asked him for recommendations on palmistry books, he suggested I read Elizabeth Daniels Squire.
Squire was a journalist, nationally syndicated columnist, and award-winning mystery writer. She published two palmistry books: “The Fortune In Your Hand,” and “Palmistry Made Practical”. It is this latter book that I have chosen to briefly review.
First published in 1976, “Palmistry Made Practical is an overall, good study of many aspects of palmistry. Like many palmistry books, Squire begins by sharing some of palmistry’s rich history such as how the Indian tradition sees the study of hands and feet as the most important part of Anga Vidya; how in 4th century B.C. Greece, hand reading was well-known; and how a variety of famous people, such as Aristotle, had their palms read. According to Squire, the writer, Balzac, thought hand reading was the key to unraveling the intricacies of the human heart!
In this 249 page book, Squire covers everything from shape, to mounts, to lines, to markings, and more. There are little nuggets, too, that I enjoyed. For instance, she states that “In general, the shape of your hand indicates your approach to life while your mounts show the kind of energy you have and how you use it.”
Having read this book twice, I’m with Mad George! “Palmistry Made Practical” is a book for both beginners and intermediate students of palmistry. It is also enjoyable to read! I definitely recommend Squire for your own, metaphysical library.
In Sandra Shulman’s book, “The Nightmare, the World of Terrifying Dreams”, I came across Carl Jung’s earliest dream memory. At the age of 3 or 4, Jung dreamed of “entering a large, underground chamber of stone. Enthroned on a platform was a huge, upright object made of flesh, with a single eye at its head, gazing upwards. Although this fleshy pillar did not stir, the child was frozen with horror, sensing that at any moment it must creep from the golden throne towards him. Then he heard his mother’s voice somewhere outside and above, calling . . . That is the man-eater!” (pg. 106)
Oddly enough, I also recall a vivid dream from when I was around 4 years old. Although it is somewhat different to Jung’s, it also contained a single eye, as well as felt like a mythic world. In my dream, I was sitting before our black and white TV, which was turned off. Suddenly, a single eye appeared on the black screen. Frightened, I decided to run outside. Immediately, I found myself running in a field of wheat, moving in the wind. The sun was bright; but still, I felt the eye following me wherever I went.
Years later, I discovered that my astrological birth chart contains the mythic struggle of Demeter and Pluto, a struggle that has in some ways, played out in my life. That dream reminds me of this myth.
In my third article on trees in Venice, I highlight the Red Flowering Gum. I was particularly excited about being to photograph this vibrant tree at the height of its blooming this year. Here is a link to the article:
This second article in my tree series is a bit more personal. Published in the September issue of the Free Venice Beachhead, it is appropriate still for this time of year:
Here is the first in a series on trees in Venice, published in the Free Venice Beachhead. My hope is that other residents send in their favorite trees and stories.
The 400th issue of the Beachhead contains my fourth bird totem: the Gull. Hope you enjoy
By Krista Schwimmer
Ever since Michael & I moved to Los Angeles, we have felt a bond to Hollywood Boulevard. We like the feel of the Boulevard itself — the mix of old, historic buildings & the bustle of strangeness that is kin to Venice Boardwalk. It is also a nice escape for us, an easy day vacation, as we hardly know anyone in that area. In Venice, however, just a walk along the Boardwalk means we most likely will see someone we know. And now and then, it is nice to ramble amongst strangers.
On Thursday, January 8th, we made our escape. First, however, we stopped at MOCA in West Hollywood. There, we went to see “Songs for the Witch Woman,” the first museum exhibit of Marjorie Cameron’s work.
Through the brochure written by Yael Lipshutz, guest curator of the exhibit, I learned much about this fascinating woman. Cameron was an influential artist & occult practitioner in Los Angeles during the mid-1940’s. She was also Jack Parson’s “scarlet woman”, or so he believed when he met her not long after performing the magical operation he called “the Babalon Working.” They soon married; but their life together was cut short when Jack Parsons accidentally dropped a vial of mercury fulminate in his garage, killing himself in the explosion. (Some, however, his death was not accidental — either a suicide or a murder.)
For my third bird, in my series, “Bird Totems of Venice,” I chose the cormorant. A fascinating fellow! Here is the link to the article in the December issue of the Free Venice Beachhead: