Once upon a time when I was an undergraduate student at the University of Pittsburgh, I took a class called “Great Minds of China.” This was year 2000, fourteen or so years ago. At that time I was already “using” tarot cards, mostly as an exercise to discover what was it “in me” that was speaking (was it just my intuition? I wasn’t getting auditory experiences upon waking until later). I also needed some help that no one really was effective at giving me. So, I did it myself. There was something deeper pulling me into awareness, seeking me. I had to know it – directly.
During 2000, I discovered the Yi Jing or I Ching from my Taiwanese teacher, who also taught me about Confucius, Chuang Tzu, among others who I probably forget, or remember, but don’t care to go into elaborating on right now. I’m sure these ancient sages wouldn’t be so hard on me for forgetting, as I am on myself. It is ironic, I know. But, maybe this just helps me boil down to the essentials: what is remembered.The Tao is effortless, after all.
I immediately began learning the hexagrams in 2000, and had the Bagua (or 8 trigrams, how I referred to them then, memorized). I kept most of this as a secret study. Just about everyone who knew me, though, knew about the astrology (accept for my family). It was simply easier that way, for me, to delve into things that didn’t seem very “scientific” to the outside, judgmental eye. Plus, this was scientific study for me! I wasn’t convinced about anything! I wasn’t deterred, either. I prefer direct experience.
Fast forward to a couple of years ago when I was still using Yi Jing for divination but mostly for study. Around the time I discovered it, I was taking a course about basic programming with Java. So, I was psyched about the binary code that is yin and yang.
Later, a couple of years ago, I tuned my mom into it, and she then found and told me about some interesting books that she started discovering to help her with casting and interpretation. However, that made me lose interest a little bit because we were on separate paths with it, despite the fact that it was somewhat fun to share something important to me. She’s (my mom) always been an interesting person, I might add. I’m so appreciative of that fact.
My guide was taking me on the journey that I was meant to travel, so I followed my guide & not my mom. I’m sure she’ll find it in her heart to forgive me. I’m sure she’s also benefited by my explorations as well. I pretty sure that she told me that she has, indeed, benefited.
Meanwhile, I had turned my attention elsewhere, but I never would have forgotten what I had begun.
It was only recently that I was reading a text on Qi Gong that I received recently from my father-in-law about someone that he respects, that I *finally* realized I haven’t cast a hexagram for quite some time.
Okay, so I realized it before he gave me the book. I added the part about the book to dramatize the story- and to show you how many connections and moving parts there are in this huge web of connection. Leading me to…
I’m meant to be exactly where I am. (One day I’ll write about my Kung Fu and Qi Gong experiences in 2009) If I don’t, it’s probably because I’m writing about something I find to be more in alignment with my present.
Back to the main story: I hadn’t cast a hexagram using the coins that I brought back with me from China during my visit there in 2001.
Now I am learning about Chinese Medicine. Pretty cool.
As many things are coming full circle for me, I feel as though I’ve just begun. And, I have! The hexagrams I cast today are “Youthful Folly” with all changing lines to “Revolution.” I cast them for my readers. I asked the Yi Ching what it wanted me to say to you. I’m also leaving the meaning up to you. You decide.