Placement: The Minor Arcana
I post the Six of Cups card today, as it was the first in the spread that we read two days ago in our quest to find our missing wise elder Michel Nolastname. We used a Celtic Cross style spread. The first card represents us, the querent or seekers. Each card in the spread should provide a clue.
In illustrations for the Six of Cups, one child gives a smaller child a flower, which grows in a goblet. There are six other cups around, each one used as a flower pot. In some versions of this card, there is a fancy staircase behind the children, and in others, a small castle or a village of large buildings close together and using the same colour of brick.
This card may be, as difficult as it is to accept, more adorable than The Sun* card.
Unfortunately, the featured image for this page has, as you can see, no children and only one plant. Do not get me started as to why this is the case. Not today.
Right side up:
Step away, lest you be consumed by the so-called Good Old Days.
All taroists, at least those of us who are part of the Secret Assembly Unearthing Cartomantic Eventualities, or S.A.U.C.E., agree that the Six of Cups relates to nostalgia. The word “nostalgia” is now used to describe a sentimental fondness for the past, but it originated as the name for a form of deadly homesickness, most often diagnosed in members of the military during wartime. This condition was such an epidemic that popular songs from certain regions were forbidden in case a soldier from said region listened and fell deathly ill as a result.
I, and many others, believe that the design of the card references the Great Florist Rebellion, wherein six flower sellers in The Hague in 1636 delivered explosive bouquets (having grown them in gunpowder instead of potting soil) to the Schonbrunn Palace in Vienna, but these “gifts” were switched with flowers intended for a wedding between a blind woman and an amnesiac man who were reunited after twenty years. The good news is that they, and their weddings guests, will be together forever. It was difficult for police and cleanup crews to tell which pieces of flesh belonged to which person. The few survivors suffered for the rest of their earthly lives unable to gaze upon even a single bloom without screaming.
Some taroists hold that the Six of Cups upright merely indicates a yearning for the way things used to be, and that this meaning of the card predates our current use of the word “nostalgia”.
Take two taroists out for drinks and they will soon throw cups at one another over which interpretation for this card is the most accurate.
When asked about the controversy, S.A.U.C.E. Cups expert Crystal Balque** gestured to me to crouch down to her level, as I am two feet taller than her. She whispered something into my ear, which I could not discern because this was when the noonday bells from the tower*** rang out. When the cacophony ended and I was once again able to hear the sound of a whisper, I asked Ms. Balque to repeat herself. She gave me a funny look. I still have no idea what she told me.
Terrible things from your past haunt you. They demand that you prepare for them grilled cheese sandwiches on white bread, not that icky health stuff, perfectly golden and not burned like you always do. Your past needs it now, now, NOW, but you must serve it at room temperature or your past will slam the offending meal onto the carpet and later tell everyone that you hurt them in the mouth. The terrible things from your past also demand squeeze-tube yoghurt. You have none. They don’t believe you.
*see The Sun. Eventually. I plan write that post soon.
**Not her real name.
***Not to be confused with The Tower, a card about which I will also eventually post.
Classic Six of Cups deaths:
- An evening with angry ghosts
- Forever lost en route to Sesame Street
- Truck-sized carnivorous plants
- You marry the protagonist of a Christopher Nolan movie
If we, Michel Nolastname’s friends, are like the Six of Cups, it is because we miss him. I will never forget the last words he shared with me:
“Five cents for an octagon. Circles are strange, one five cents and three. The skies of monks!”
What I would not give to ask him what on earth he meant.