Travelers Tarot Part 7
The Hunter and the Child
Welcome back to Black Power and Black Magic/k and our continued exploration into my new cartomancy system: The Travelers Tarot. You can find the explanation here: First post.
But today, we explore the last two of the 12 Voices
The Hunter and the Child
The Hunter stares at you from the card with a knowing look. Does he see you? The hunter is the closest to the child and was once friends with the Empty Throne. Being that close to the Creator’s footsteps, her birthing Chair, and now the Child's playmate, the hunter has seen how the Creator sees us. This is why it only manifests as a mischievous little one, a boy, a little girl, or sometimes as something far more angelic and nonbinary. But always, as a little one with the look of a kid who has gotten their hands on weapons, tools, and lands, they aren't allowed to. The Hunter is the voice that knows we all look like this to the ascended Elders, ancestors, and the Creator, wherever she may be. Humanity in this time and place is but children playing with dangerous toys. The Hunter stays in this form to also remind his fellow voices that they were left in charge of an already operating system, the cosmos of 7 worlds, and the Earth that travels between them was their gift, not their creation. They are caretakers until the “adults” return, and this life, this world, this manifestation of incarnation you are currently in yourself is but a pretense, a costume, a mask, all tools to hunt one’s chosen, fated, or created destiny. The hunter looks innocent and harmless, but is anything but. The hunter never misses and protects the Child from the witnesses who would do it harm.
If The Hunter comes up, can you be as wise as a serpent, but at least appear as innocent as a dove? Are you ready to go to quiet places and learn the sounds, patterns, and movement of the forest so your aim is always true? Are you taking yourself too seriously? Are you learning to hold great power, responsibility, or destiny as loosely as a child would?
If paired with his witnesses, even though it may seem there is danger all around, it is time to shoot your arrow into the air and let it fall true. Strike! You found them, or “it”! You are near the goal, follow the tracks it has left.
The child was the first voice and perhaps will be the last. The Child was all the herald, the hunter, and the watchman found on the throne. The Watchman, already burdened with The Prisoner, left the child wailing on the throne, screaming lonely cries for kin. The Herald had taken off in a streak of yellow light at the sight of the babe. It was The Hunter who climbed up the throne with her little legs and arms, laying aside her weapons and stolen tools. She held the baby until it finally let out a satisfied coo. The Child smiled at The Hunter, blinked twice, and then was gone. It took The Hunter many weeks to finally spot the child following him through the wilderness of Earth, peeking from behind the veil to see if the world was ready for it to be known. The Child is hunted, but not by The Hunter. Several of the witnesses saw The Child left behind on the throne of the creator, and know the voices are all that stand between them and their attempts to escape the cycle, oppress worlds, or slander creation itself. So they hunt The Hunter, hoping to kill the child lest they become too powerful, and the child always follows in the hunter’s wake. Playing in the fields, stars, or a river.
If the child comes up in a reading, rebirth is ahead. Both are bloody, messy, and can be frightening. Bare minimum pain. Is your hunter with you? Are you ready? Are you in a place you would want a child to be born? Are you taking time to tell your little self that it’s safe to come out and play?
If with their witness, the child is raw cosmic magic/kal energy, and you are in a place of wonders.
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