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Ana on the Radio

LISTEN LIVE on the radio to Ana Cortez on Transitions Radio Magazine. Transitions Radio has been on the air for more than 25 years and now streamed world-wide on the net.

Beginning this August 14th, Ana comes to you each and every Sunday (in the 9 a.m. hour, Mountain Standard Time) with “Oracle Speak,” an up-to-date Playing Card Oracle forecast for the week to come. Each show will be archived for listening anytime in the Transitions Radio website.

Also, don’t miss her full feature interview with host Alan Hutner, airing Sunday, Sept. 4th, 2011, and predictions for the coming times, Sunday, Sept. 11th. 

 

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NOTE: You can also find the weekly forecast “Oracle Speak” at anacortez.com in the sidebar :-)

Post Script:  The full feature interview is now archived on the homepage of this website.

Mayan Time Keeping – the Link to Playing Cards

 

For a full 30 years now I have marveled at the oddities embedded in the 52-card deck, in other words what we know as “the playing deck.” Perhaps the most compelling of these oddities are the correlations to the natural calendar built into the seemingly simplistic structure of the deck itself. 52 cards correspond to the 52 weeks of the year, the 4 suits to the 4 seasons of that year, and the 13 cards of each suit faithfully reflect the 13 weeks of each season. It is in fact a perfect model of natural time keeping, detailed in my book.

No, I’m certainly not the first to notice this. Scholars on cards have been titillated by this observation for centuries. I am (in cooperation with my father, the late Oracle Artist, CJ Freeman,) however, perhaps the first in existing written record to put these correspondences to work. If the deck is a time machine, then why not use it? Why just gawk at this pulsing curiosity as it lies on the table before us?

My wish is not to detail here methods for time calculation with the 52-card deck (although you can read it in detail in my published book, The Playing Card Oracles,) but rather to pose a broader mystery for the reader by drawing some obvious parallels to the Mayan masterpiece, El Castillo, at the Mayan center of Chichen Itza.

Touted as the “time temple,” El Castillo boasts architecture that, like the 52-card deck, alludes to some kind of greater knowing possessed by its’ architects. It is sacred code embedded into art. At first glance, El Castillo appears regal, visually harmonic, but only when you start counting do its’ messages begin to unfold.

el castillo chichen itza courtesy wiki media

52 panels can be observed on any one side of the pyramid, corresponding to the number of weeks in a natural year and also the Mayan calendar cycle of 52 years (52 years is the sacred increment of time measurement made when the two different Mayan calendar cycles re-synchronize and repeat.)

The pyramid has 4 sides, corresponding to the 4 seasons and the 4 quadrants of the world (each with a ruling God) from the Mayan perspective. Each of those 4 sides has 91 steps, the exact number of days in each season, from solstice to equinox and round again. Parallel to this, the card deck of 52 (jokers were added later) is equally divided by 4 card suits, and each of those suits consists of a total of 91 numbers (Add the numerical value of every card in a suit together and you get 91.)

91 numbers in each of the 4 suits equals a total of 364. So does 91 steps multiplied by each of the 4 sides of the pyramid. 364 is the number of days in a lunar year. Interestingly. a lunar year is 13 lunar cycles each of 4 weeks, just as each of the 4 seasons consists of exactly 13 weeks – a little flip-flop math. And, not coincidentally, there are 13 cards in each of the 4 suits.

El Castillo also has 9 tiers on each side, plus the 4-sided temple atop the pyramid, which also equals 13. 13 was sacred to the Maya. According to Mayan wisdom, there were “13 numbers” or “number Gods” that repeated in cycles to make other larger cycles or sums. Additionally, the serpent observed scaling El Castillo at the equinox makes a total of 13 triangles of light and dark.

Correspondingly, each 13 card suit of the 52-card deck consists of 9 “pips” or lower numbered cards plus 4 “courts”  that rule the lower numbered cards (the 10’s were not lower case cards historically, but were part of the court, providing a Lady Card or “handmaiden” to the Queen just as the Jack is the diminutive of the King. More detail regarding this can also be found in The Playing Card Oracles.) The centuries old “playing deck” of unknown origin is sacred architecture in paper, but paper in movement (i.e.pages can be shuffled), as the cycles of nature dictate.

Mayan Playing Card from Soviet Union

 

Natural time keeping has been obliterated by people seeking earthly power many times over (Pope Gregory is the father of our current 12-month “Gregorian” calendar system.) And so, in my mind, it would be quite natural for those of greater integrity and fore sight to anticipate this tyranny and seek to preserve a more cosmic and integral way of perceiving the world for future generations. Perhaps the creation of the deck of 52 was inspired by the same influences that inspired the creation of the sacred pyramid “El Castillo” of the Mayan. Why not?

Here I must add another historical note pertaining to the creation of the 52-card deck. It is surprising to me that it is a common belief that Tarot cards came before the 52-card deck, and that somehow, the 52 cards originated from Tarot.

Along side mounting evidence to the reverse, it seems fairly obvious to me that the 52-card deck predates Tarot simply by reason of its’ calendar structure. It was quite obviously a creation for the preservation of sacred knowledge (just as El Castillo,) for those who had the eyes to see and decipher it. It was not a derivative work.

For those who did not see, it was a curiosity. A thing for play. This was its’ much anticipated saving feature. Still, interestingly, the church for centuries has gone out of its way to strictly oppose any association with it.  And for a game? Really?

Through my writings and other associated work, it is my wish to assist in the resurrection of the sacred book of 52, restoring it to its’ intended and majestic purpose. Its makers did a brilliant job of concealing their knowledge into symbols. Let us not, however, linger further in darkness. My unshakable sense is that it was created not only as a “time text” but also as a “time capsule” – its unveiling fully anticipated at the appropriate moment in time. That time is now.

 

El Castillo 52-card deck Natural Cycles
52 panels 52 cards in a deck 52 weeks in a year, 52 years in a Mayan cycle
4 equal sides 4 equal suits 4 seasons, 4 directions, 4 classical elements
13 triangles of light and dark, 9 tiers on each side plus 4-sided upper temple 13 cards in each of the 4 suits (consisting of 9 lower numbered cards plus 4 courts*) 13 lunar cycles (4 weeks each) in a year, 13 weeks in each of the 4 seasons
91 steps on each of the 4 sides 91 numbers in each of the 4 suits 91 days in each of the 4 seasons
364 total steps 364 total numbers in the deck (add numeric value of all the numbers in the deck) 364 days in a lunar year

 

* the 10’s were not lower case cards historically, but were part of the court. More detail regarding this can be found in The Playing Card Oracles (eBook now FREE.)

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High Frequency “Medicine”

 

Being a student of the Shamanic traditions, I have now begun to view what I come into contact with as “medicine.” According to ancient Shamanic wisdom, for example, if you get bit by a spider you now have spider “medicine,” and it becomes a power and a gift that you incorporate into your being.
It has recently become a part of my awareness that all things I come into contact with have a “medicine” that I can incorporate into my being and gain energy from. Each moment a new offering, a new opportunity from Spirit. This being said, it also now becomes imperative that I be very good to myself and minister to myself as best I can, not indulging in influences that I do not wish to incorporate into my being. For example, I find it imperative to strictly moderate violent media (and mainstream “news” in general,) junk food, and time with people who I do not feel happy being with. On the contrary, there are influences I notice nurture me and contribute to a greater feeling of well being, and some of these I will share here.

In terms of food, I notice staying away from wheat and also milk makes me feel much better in so many ways. Cheese, yogurt, and grains other than wheat are fine for me. Mind you, these preferences have not come about because of any particular mental conviction but rather experiential conclusions. I also am finding it invaluable to stay open to changes in what feels nourishing and nurturing and allow myself to rewrite my rules at any time.

One recent discovery is dark berries crushed up in thick coconut milk with some high quality dark chocolate melted in. I eat it like a thick mash. I did not get the recipe from anywhere but followed my instincts and am finding it a necessary staple for me at this time. Today I had deja-vu while eating it and remembered eating it in a dream right after the Japan nuclear crises. In the dream I was looking for a food to protect me from radiation. I do not know if this food serves this purpose, but it was an interesting flash back.

My body also wants almonds now everyday and greens are also a daily “medicine.” When I am eating greens I feel so particularly satisfied.

Sunlight is huge for me. I feel an instant lift in frequency. I like to just sit in my yard in the sun (sworn off sunglasses*) and watch my dogs. Low key feels so much better to me now than anything else. Activities such as shopping or errands are ideally kept to absolute minimums. An hour or two now and then is plenty of crowd and traffic “medicine” for me!

If I am in real need of a recharge I will put my bare hands on a tree for a few minutes or in the dirt in gardening season. For a real treat, I love going bare foot. My animals are a necessary daily touchstone for me also. Meditation is, of course, maybe the most foundational practice of all and twice daily feels the best.

Surrounding myself with beauty, good people, nature, vibrant food, animals, peaceful surroundings, spiritual perspectives and spiritual practice are all medicines my soul soaks in and I feel starved and “out of sorts” without.

Maybe you have had experiences that correspond to mine. Maybe you know what it feels like to be “out of sorts” from a vibrational stand point. I have learned for myself I have to take care of me before I can be of use to anyone else on the level that I have personally been called to serve. This is because I am here to heal. This is square one. Now multiply exponentially.

*Spirit showed me in a vision how sunglasses starve the pineal gland (the third eye) of it’s “food,” which is the sunlight.

Little Grandmother, Day 2: Unexpected Miracles

Day 2:

It’s odd now, sitting before my computer, my self-assigned task of writing about my experience of Day 2 with Litlte Grandmother.

I don’t feel like writing much at all. To recount the day blow by blow feels too exhaustive. Too mental. So much happened that was unplanned. Lessons brought to me in strange ways, unexpected. But press on I must, doing my best for the sake of recording what happened, both for myself, at a later time, and for others.

Briefly, it started off with an announcement by Keisha (Little Grandmother) that she and other members of the organizational team had been robbed (significantly), sometime during the gathering by someone apparently outside the group. Cops arrived and Keisha had to leave the gathering to speak with them.

Interestingly, before leaving she recounted how the evening before she meditated and meditated on what to talk about the next day and nothing came. Only when she arrived at the event in the morning did the simple phrase “The Tribe of Many Colors” come to her.

Nothing new, right? We had talked about this concept the day before and it didn’t seem (to me) like it needed anymore elaboration.

So while Little Grandmother was absent from the group talking to the cops, a silent but growing consensus began to fill the room. We would take up a collection to repay the money lost. We had been told that one of the people who was robbed actually had the entire tuition for her son’s school in cash in her purse at the time of the crime.

Collection hats flew around the room in an effort to collect all the money as quickly as possible in order to surprise Keisha with the gift by the time she returned. We had our first task as a “tribe.”

She was totally taken off guard when returning – finding an entire bag of cash waiting at her chair. Many thanks and tears ensued. Someone in the “tribe” joked how it takes a whole village to educate a child! It was a beautiful illustration of how, as Little Grandmother continues to remind us, “together we are powerful.”

It had been an emotional roller coaster for L.G. from the get go and we spent the rest of the morning recounting animal stories, her own and from the group. The stories from the group seemed to go on and on for me and frankly many were hard to hear and didn’t seem all that compelling.

It is no secret Keisha has a long history of connection with animals and has gained a great amount of comfort from them over her life time. It felt as though this was one of those moments when she would have run into the wilderness if she could have, escaping the world to be with her feathered and furry companions. In hind sight, it seems that listening to the stories created that space for her.

In the mean time, my head was going nuts. I wanted “more.” I wanted to know what Little Grandmother knows. I wanted her knowledge. I wanted something “juicy.” The week end was slipping by all too quickly.

For the 2nd time that morning I began to  feel I needed to stay open to a miracle. I know from experience that no matter how it looks to the mind, Spirit always knows exactly what It’s doing. I had to trust there was no mistake here and that if I stayed open, I would get the gift.

Then, it hit me. What Keisha had been saying all along. GET OUT OF YOUR HEAD AND INTO YOUR HEART!!!! It was my head that was telling me animal stories from the group were a waste of time. It was my head that wanted more “information.” My heart was perfectly content to listen to stories about animals. Eureka!  Yes, I actually LOVE animal stories! And what a nice demonstration of how to take care of oneself after experiencing something traumatic.

I felt relief, knowing that I had received a valuable “lesson” that morning (actually, more than one). So much greater than simply “information.”

The day continued and we gathered for a beautiful ceremony, meditating (again to Tom Kenyon’s Pineal Gland soundtrack), and receiving our own personal energy color and animal totem from Little Grandmother.

We ended  with a most astounding prayer ceremony, infusing our own Quartz Crystals with blessings beyond beauty. The group was invited to offer up individual prayers to put into the crystals and they came in all forms and all languages. People were there from all over the world, and we experienced prayers and song in Hawaiian, Tibetan, Spanish, and all kind of other languages I could not tell you what they were. No matter, my heart understood it all, for in truth, they were all in ONE language – the language of love.

As Little Grandmother continued by handing special crystals blessed by tribal elders to people in the room who could bring them to the Gulf of Mexico, I was struck once again by another unexpected realization: I had the distinct impression of being part of an elite organization – a team of Secret Agents preparing to be dispersed around the globe, receiving secret instruction for nothing less than the healing of Planet Earth.

“Wow! These people are Secret Agents!” I thought. “They look like ordinary people but they are actually Angels of Light, come to save the planet! And here I am!!”

And here you are, reading this post. It is for you. YOU are part of the TRIBE OF MANY COLORS. We are ALL brothers and sisters. As L.G. brilliantly puts it, the time for student and teacher is over. We are ALL here now. The bravest of the brave. The ones we have been waiting for.

See the blog post on Day 1 with Little Grandmother

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