Oliver Hibert Tarot Interview

A couple weeks ago I interviewed The Golden Thread Tarot. This week, I sat down with another of my newer decks- The Tarot + The Secret Arcana by Oliver Hibert.

Tell me about yourself.
VIII of Swords
I balance the intellectual and emotional to find the best path forward. Every trap has an escape if you look at things from a different angle.

What are your strengths?
As an Aries, we’ll go horn to horn sometimes. But I’m aggressive and thorough in my search for answers. I’ll paint stories through multiple cards on your one-card pulls.

What are your limits
VII of Pentacles
Sometimes I’m impatient and easily frustrated. I can get bored and go for the “quick win.”

What are you here to teach me?
VII of Swords
Not to run from challenges or darkness or good things or love. But also how to navigate the false motives of others. Trust yourself. Expect others to trust themselves first.

How can we best collaborate?
The Scream
Quiet your own voice and listen. Really listen. Not with your ears. With your intuition.

What’s the potential outcome of our relationship?
Ace of Cups
You’ll build stronger intuition and trust your inner power. We’ll also develop you creatively. I’ll inspire new projects, thoughts and mediums.

As feminine and open as the Golden Thread was, that’s how difficult this deck felt to me. Very foreign and puzzling. Neither feminine nor masculine. I had to sit with the cards for a while to figure out what they wanted to tell me. Many of the answer cards felt contradictory to my questions. I suppose that makes sense giving their mind-bending psychedelic artwork. To add extra challenge, I drew TWO cards from the Secret Arcana, which really tells me how unique this deck will be. I’m glad I shuffled them into the deck. Until now I had kept them separated, but that didn’t feel right. They need to be a full story.

Which reminds me… there is one card missing. Hibert released a new card with a 10 part experience. Magic. And I bought the whole thing just to get that card. I feel itchy that this deck is incomplete. Maybe that’s why it was so temperamental. I’ll revisit our interview once the final card arrives.


Your Love Won’t Survive a Nuclear Apocalypse, but These Guys Will


Each year, I support wildlife conservation and self love by naming a cockroach after an ex for Valentine’s Day. It’s cathartic, tax-deductible, and includes chocolate! Seeing that all my heartbreakers have been roached already (and my Ryan remains in good standing for the time being), there was only one glaringly obvious choice for the 2018 naming honor. Donald J. Trump. Middle initial and everything.

Here’s what I wrote:

Donald J. Trump
You disgrace the podium & everything this country was made on.
You’re not worth the Cheeto dust this roach trails through.
You won’t reduce me from a 6 figure salary to just a 6 on a good day.

Now that it’s out there, I kind of hear Eminem rapping it in my head.

The Bronx Zoo has been doing this wildlife conservation donation drive for years and I truly love it. With the near-daily threat of nuclear winter, your roach could be the only legacy I leave behind. They offer a few different donation tiers that come with various treats. This year they really pulled out all the stops with the add-ons. The top tier treats include your name certificate, a pin, roach SOCKS, and chocolate roaches. Yes, please!

Seriously, how CUTE are these?? Look at those cocoa creepies! ūüźú

If you just want to donate and get a digital certificate, it’s only $15. Of course, you can mix and match the add-ons or buy just one of them. It’s such a cute and creative little Galentine’s Day gift for yourself (or a friend). All for a good cause and your own levity. And chocolate ūüćę.

Do Tarot Cards Get Jealous?

Since 2009, I’ve been working with a deliciously dark, Tim Burton-esque tarot deck known as the Deviant Moon Tarot. I don’t remember how I discovered it or where I got it, but it was the beginning of my tarot practice and study for a series of poems I’m eternally writing. This deck has always connected with me. It’s become an extension of myself to the point that cards will literally leap out of the deck to give me messages. I trust it and I’ve bonded with it, but I wanted more options.

Some years later, the Tarot of the Silicon Dawn found me. This deck bills itself as a challenge with extra cards (Void cards and 99 cards for each suit, four Fools, etc…) and also presented stunning, colorful, comic book style imagery. I fall in love with it every time I open the box. It’s been the toughest to connect with, but I keep crawling back to it begging for love.

Back in January I was casually feeling up books at The Strand, as I’m prone to do any time I’m in the vicinity. I was poring over Frank O’Hara’s Lunch Poems when I felt a sort of warm tugging. I looked up and locked eyes with¬†The Wild Unknown sitting randomly atop some stationery. That’s never happened before. I picked it up on the spot.

For Galentine’s Day, I treated myself to a tarot deck based on one of my favorite games- The Binding of Isaac Tarot. It’s not the most functional deck. The suits are non-traditional and it doesn’t come with a booklet to ascribe meaning to the suit of hearts (cups?), keys (wands?), bombs (swords?) and coins (pentacles?) but the art is fantastic and it crosses my love of magic with my video game vice.

I gifted myself the decadent Lioness Oracle Tarot for my birthday in April. Drawn in by the beautiful and surreal collages- particularly Nosferatu on the Nine of Swords and David Bowie on The Star- this has become my regular deck recently. It traveled the country with me last year.

As a bit of retail therapy, after a summer of working nights and weekends non-stop, I splurged on a deck I’ve been pining for on Instagram for a while- the psychedelically divine Tarot and Secret Arcana by Oliver Hibert. With roots and imagery deeply based in the traditional Rider-Waite tarot, this deck is easy to read and learn through. The saturated colors truly make this deck a favorite.

Oliver Hibert Psychedelic Tarot

Finally, for Christmas Ryan got me the ornately minimalistic Golden Thread Tarot. These cards are made of a thin plastic with golden overlays so they feel completely different from any other deck I’ve owned.

So now¬†I have seven decks. Seven personalities. Seven moody mistresses who fall in and out of my favor. If I ask the same questions or if my decks have a message for me outside of what I think I want to understand, they’ll get frustrated and serve up the same card until I’m finally enlightened. But when it comes to sharing a shelf, I like to think they all conspire together for my greater good. With all those personalities in a room, they must have some otherworldly debates and discussions. If cards are jumping out of decks at me or I’m getting the same card, unrelated to my questions, over and over, I believe it’s because they’ve all pooled their energy to give me a cosmic kick in the ass.

I’ll post interviews with each of them in the coming weeks. Stay tuned:

Deviant Moon
The Wild Unknown
Binding of Isaac
The Lioness Oracle Tarot
The Tarot of the Silicon Dawn
The Tarot and Secret Arcana by Oliver Hibert
The Golden Thread Tarot

Setting a Word of the Year

Choosing a word to set your intentions for the year is an incredibly powerful thing. It gives purpose to your actions and goals. I wanted to choose a word before the new year, but nothing came to me. Everything I thought of felt so grandiose and intangible. Fleeting feelings. Instagram mantras. Words without meaning.

Then, as I was reading a book, a word literally jumped off the page and hit me. Stunned me. Caught my breath.


It’s a verb. Active. It’s a command. It’s a need. It’s a driving force. It’s quantifiable. I can make this real. I can make anything real. Below lie some of the ways I’ll embody Make this year. I’ve printed this for my planner and mirror so it’s ever present wherever I am.

What word will you embody?


Love in the Time of the Nuclear Apocalypse

Each year, I support wildlife conservation and self love by naming a cockroach after an ex for Valentine’s Day. It’s cathartic, tax-deductible, and includes chocolate! (Assuming you send your naming certificate to yourself and NOT the aforementioned ex, that is.)

The Bronx Zoo has been doing this donation event for years and I truly love it. They offer a few different donation tiers that come with various treats, but all tiers include a certificate (digital only at the $10 tier) where you can dedicate your cockroach to your ex. For $10 a pop, go nuts and name all your exes!


Real ex’s name redacted

I like to get creative with my certificates and work them into an annual ritual. Write a little poem. Craft an insect themed analogy for the relationship. Jot a memory that may be sticking with you. Meditate over the certificate, visualizing your love and energy returning you. Envision any hold your past relationships still hold on you as hooks, vines or whatever elemental image works for you and see those strings of attachment breaking apart. Then, burn the certificate to make sure there’s no lingering energy and allow you both to breathe free of each other. Enjoy the chocolates in a cleansing bath!

Make a donation here. They start at just $10 for a digital certificate or $35 for a physical one with chocolates!

2016 Credits

So 2016 was a motherfucker of a year, huh? Rife with death, sadness, struggle and one WTF after another, we all deserve an award for emerging from it. I am battle scarred. I am exhausted. And I am determined to face 2017 ready to fight hard and play hard and love hard. Starting by looking back at what WAS awesome about 2016:

What I did // Took my family on an Obscene Art History tour at MoMA. Ran my 3rd Hot Chocolate 15k (in the rain, with no music and KILLED my previous time by 20 minutes!). Saw The Dandy Warhols. Started a new Skeeball team that placed in city finals and qualified for Nationals. Joined the Gotham Girls Roller Derby Rec League and nearly broke my damn back. Lost a job. Got a new job. Took my sister to Vegas to live her dream and see Britney Spears. Got into a fight at a Britney Spears concert. Saw The Beach Boys and Sloan and BUSH THREE TIMES! Took a knife and hatchet throwing class. Saw Soul Asylum. Went to Brew at the Zoo with Gluxbox. Ran the NYC Turkey Trot. Got to see one of THE greatest games in college football history when Penn State defeated Ohio State in an amazing display of talent, grit and sheer team chemistry. Went to NYCC and spent way too much money. Formed an amazing tribe of girl friends. Discovered the carney-est beer ever РFunnel Cake Ale by Forgotten Boardwalk Brewing.

Most-played albums¬†// Allie Goertz¬†* Sad Dance Songs (Rick &¬†Morty concept album). The Dandy Warhols * Distortland. Sloan * Never Hear The End Of It. Bush * All of them ūüėā.

Most-loved shows & films // Deadpool. Game of Thrones (I watched ALL of it this year). Shameless. Black Mirror. Rick and Morty, obviously. The Love Witch in all its campy glam glory. Scream Queens.

Top purchases // Riedell R3 roller derby skates. The Wild Unknown. NES Classic Edition. Nintendo Zelda edition Vans! A long weekend at The Cosmopolitan in Vegas.

Style obsessions // RED LIPS. Wearable art. Retro. Gamer bounding. Cartoon colors and jewel tones. Bomber jackets. Biker boots. Psychedelic patterns. Caftans.

Best things I did for myself // Joined the Radical Self Love Coven. Tuned myself in to the Universe. Fell madly in love with myself. Reconnected with my soulmate. Burlesque burlesque burlesque!

Top games // FTL (PC). Risk of Rain (PC). Star Wars Battlefront (PS4/Xbox One). Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess (WiiU). Earthbound (3DS). Spelunky (PC). Gun Slugs (3DS). Overwatch (Xbox One). Animal Crossing New Leaf Welcome Amiibo update (3DS). Monster Hunter Generations (3DS). Pokemon Moon (3DS). World of Final Fantasy (PS4). Final Fantasy XV (PS4). Shantae: 1/2 Genie Hero (PS4).


How To Sever Cords of Attachment

I love. Verb. It’s what I do. It’s my energy. For a long time, I stored that love in other people, real and fictional, because I didn’t know I could invest it in myself. Until I exhausted myself pleasing other people. One day, I channeled it all back into myself and regained my power and happiness.

But I still felt a weight on my chest. Sometimes even a physical pull so strong I’d actually jerk forward like there was a giant fish hook in my heart. When we form relationships with people, we attach our energy to theirs with metaphysical cords. If paths divide and relationships end, those cords remain and can hold us back or become toxic and unhealthy.

I needed to let go of someone. As I’ve been working with energy, I tried a couple cord cutting rituals, unsure if they’d worked until I was sure they had not.

Last night, I was lying in bed when I had the idea to try a visualization related to this person. Instead of cords or rope, I closed my eyes and envisioned vines. Like weeds, they grew through my heart and out through my chest in one thick, twisted mass connecting my energy to his. I saw them. I felt them. And then I saw a startling flash that actually pulled me out of the moment. I knew it was working, but it took a second to figure out how to use that. I went back in and the bright yellow light came again. I saw the light drying out the vines. I felt them become frayed and brittle. I heard them splintering. Then, I envisioned myself pulling the vine straight out of my chest and it HURT. Wow. But it was out and I immediately felt lighter and free.

So here I am, holding this metaphysical vine that represented a love I never thought I’d feel AND that I had nurtured for almost 2 years. I am sentimental to a fault, but I had to destroy it.¬†Cutting cords of attachment isn’t about leaving them lying about. This is meant to decimate energy connections. I envisioned a fire and I watched the dried vine burn.

And then I did something interesting. I surrounded the fire with stone, sort of creating a pyre in a fire pit. I transformed this connection I’d killed into a powerful love beacon meant to attract my equal, a true deserving partner.

It was exhausting, but I felt incredibly clear and light and free when it was done. There are lots of cord cutting rituals out there, and I’m no pro, but after getting frustrated with others, this one worked for me.

Here’s what to do:

  1. Be ready to let the person go. Without strong, clear intentions,¬†you’re just going through the motions.
  2. Get comfortable. Sit, stand, lie down, breathe, light candles, burn incense, take a rose petal bubble bath- do whatever gets you into your calmest state. You don’t need to sit in lotus pose (unless that’s your calm space)!
  3. Invoke your protectors (because energy work is vulnerable stuff!)- whether it’s the elements, the divine, angels, spirit guides, invite them to surround you with white protective light and help you.
  4. Envision the cords in a way that calls to mind¬†the specific person or relationship- for a family member, maybe it’s an umbilical cord or tissue. For a friend or lover, colored ribbon, the gold chain of a friendship bracelet, guitar string, ropes, or maybe the fish hook thing works for you. If nothing comes to mind, try envisioning¬†their zodiac element as a physical cord like a burning rope for fire signs, a swirling vortex of air, a strong water current concentrated in your chest or branches, weeds, vines for Earth.(Note: if you have energy cords to cut with multiple people, don’t do them all at once. Focus on one relationship to hone your intent and ensure your ritual is successful. Do the next one another day.)
  5. See yourself destroying the cord. Pull it out. Tear it up. Burn it. Blow it up. Bury it. See it washing down a drain. Whatever feels powerful and gets it gone.
  6. Thank your protectors. They’re awesome.
  7. Relax and reward yourself. Have a glass of wine or eat a piece of dark chocolate because that was spiritually tough and you earned it.

If you’re not confident it worked or you feel that energy still with you after a few days, try it again with a new combination of mediation and visualization. Eventually, the energy will align¬†and you’ll be able to complete your ritual. Rinse/repeat for any unwanted or negative attachments.