Some Like it Hot, Part II

“Gwen!”

“Panacea!”

“Gwen, you are amusing. I’m just excited to see that we’re not the only ones that dressed up!”

“I see that!”

“Plus, there’s music, food…and look at all that food! Hold on, what’s that lady doing over there with the cards?”

“Over where?”

“Over there next to the cellist.”

“It looks like she’s reading tarot.”

“She’s doing what?”

“Panacea, don’t you know what tarot cards are?”

“Uh, not really…well, actually, no. What are they?”

“From what I recall, they were originally designed in the fifteenth century as playing cards. However, over time, people began using them for divination. I’m pretty sure this woman is pulling cards and telling the lady standing in front of her about the things going on in her life.”

“How is that possible? Are you telling me she doesn’t know?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, that did sound weird. I mean, she’s helping her understand how her life is being affected energetically.”

“That’s different. How do they do that with cards?”

“Let’s just leave it to what some call a parlor trick or entertainment. In any case, I don’t believe it’s real.”

“Sweet! That means she can spend more time with me and explaining my cards!”

“Seriously? Wouldn’t you rather go grab a glass of wine and check out the art…maybe first?”

“We can, but not for long. The stuff going on out here looks like a lot more fun. Plus, I want to dance!”

“Geez, Panacea, if I didn’t know better, I’d swear you were only five years old. Maybe the wine will chill you out a bit.”

“I know, Gwen, I’m just ready to play, not look at a bunch of skeletons on the wall.”

“Well, they are the reason we dressed the way we did, remember?”

“True, but the gallery is boring. Well, that was until I noticed the agave margaritas over there! What do you say, shall we go get one?”

Panacea, what do you think you’re doing? You’re acting as if you’ve forgotten about me, the goddess part of you!

“I guess so, Panacea, but I have to ask: what’s gotten into you?”

“I don’t understand, Gwen.”

“In so many words, you’re off the hook.”

“I’m sorry. I really am! It’s just been way too long since I’ve experienced this much life! Such a strange thing to say for a ‘Day of the Dead’ celebration, I know…and even more so for a person that always has something to do!”

“I get it, and at the same time, can we please slow down a bit? I really do appreciate your excitement, and by no means do I want to be a buzzkill.”

“Huh?”

“Never mind; a margarita sounds great, and if you want, we can definitely get your cards read. I do want to make sure we try our hand at writing a Calaveras before we leave.”

“A what?”

“A ‘Calaveras’. It’s something they’ve been doing for the ‘Day of the Dead’ celebration for years, and it looks like they’re helping people write some over there.”

“That was a useless explanation, Gwen.”

“It’s a satirical poem people write about one another, which includes the way the subject dies…”

“Now that’s super weird.”

“It’s basically a spoof, a way of poking fun at someone, and I want to give it a try. I guess they’re basically working on them at that table and taking turns reading them out loud. I’ve never written one, and as a writer, I think it’s something I’d like to try.”

“Okay, okay! Give me a few minutes. I’ll ask Tarot Lady to pull some cards, then we’ll go write a Calaveras or two.”

“Or two?”

“Of course! You don’t think I’m going to let you write one about me without me writing one about you?”

“You sure do think a lot of yourself, Panacea. Who said anything about writing one about you?”

“You didn’t have to. I’ll be right back. It looks like she’s done with the last person.”

“I’m coming with you!”

“Hi, I’m Panacea, and I would love a reading about what’s going on in my life.”

Panacea! Please!

“It’s very nice to meet you, Panacea, but if you don’t know, how would I know?”

“Ha ha, you’re a funny lady. Of course I know what’s happening in my world; I’m referring to the unseen one.”

“I know, I’m just joking around. So, let me give this deck a shuffle, and pull three for you. Your first card is temperance. The second is justice, and the last one is the hermit.”

“I have no idea what any of these mean.”

“The temperance card often comes up in a reading when you need to learn the concept of things in moderation. It is a card encouraging the idea of joining forces, working together, and creating spiritual balance. The justice card indicates a need for balance in all things, and the hermit emphasizes the benefit to changing your behavior.”

“Are you talking to me?”

“I am. Please remember I am just a messenger for your spirit guides.”

“My spirit guides? What about my goddess?”

“I’m not using goddess cards.”

“No! My goddess self…I am Panacea.”

“Of course you are, especially after a glass of wine or two.”

“Never mind. Thanks for trying.”

“Nothing to be upset about. I simply communicate the messages. As for you, unless you dial it down a bit and work with your inner spirit, challenging times will be yours. Then again, that might be to your advantage!”

“Whatever! Gwen, I’m sorry for the delay. Are you ready to write a poem?”

“Are you sure you’re done here?”

“Believe me, there is no way that woman is for real. My goddess self would never threaten me like that.”

“Your goddess self?”

“Yeah…Panacea.”

“Huh? I swear, you confuse me sometimes. Either that or you’ve had a few too many glasses of wine.”

“I’m fine. I’m just being honest, Gwen.”

“Well then, I say let there be wine and poetry.”

Cheers,

Panacea

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Panacea (Tammy Davis)

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Panacea is portrayed by technical writer and inspirational essayist Tammy Davis. Her mission as a human is to teach health and healing from a more 'universal' perspective. Follow her on Twitter as well as on her website. Supporting the #writingcommunity is always appreciated as is a cup of coffee.
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