The Hanged Man. Conjunctions and conditions. Paradoxes. “The Hanged Man is about letting go of control – controlling ideas, behaviors, attitudes that affect not only ourselves, but also how it is we interact in exchanges with others. This card reminds us that we impose and therefore restrict by continuing to engage in the same cycles and patterns.” wildchild47 for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Tarot: The Hanged Man.
Harry Houdini has been handcuffed to my mind lately. He is the quintessential “hanging man.” I conjured up a daughter for him. A spirit? A ghost? A dream? A wish? She exists/non-exists on various tactile levels.
Houdini’s daughter, Nighean, seemed a vanishing act. A disembodied conversationalist. Smells of morning ritual: strong dark coffee painted with swishes of rich whipping cream; lavender flowers arranged in upswept hair. Or fairy bell tinkle laughter mixed with a sweet ephemeral voice; the luxurious slip of silk against bare skin. To some, a luminous shadow; nibbling a piece of sweet roll; or waltzing to invisible symphony orchestras. A light kiss upon the cheek; a squeeze of the hand during thunderstorms.
Houdini’s daughter is who you need her to be. She can be power; she can be compassion. She can be a lover or a listener. Nighean as playmate or play maker.
Some times I need the familiar cycles and patterns – seemingly to ground me. Other times, I recognize the dangers those same intricately embroidered petit point pieces represent.
What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes. Harry Houdini