Over Christmas I have given my sister a present that she has been coveting for some time: an original Lenormand Carreras from 1926, the narrow-sized pack – these cards were printed by chromo-lithography by B. Dondorf in Germany, based on the “Dondorf Lenormand” fortune-telling cards made in the 1880s.

Screen Shot 2014-01-06 at 12.31.24 AMGiven that my sister is one of the best Lenormand readers around – albeit not one that the world knows about, as she’s not in the business of making herself globally visible – I figured that she could have it.

All that writing on the back of these cards and the advertising for cigarettes have never been in my taste. If writing must be on the cards than I prefer it to come from some woman, who, back in time, made hand-notes straight unto their faces.

Among my Lenormand originals, a few great Dondorf productions and one I have never seen anywhere else in the world, made between the 1880s and 1910s, I have a purple Lenormand set that’s packed with writing on it.

I don’t know the provenance of these cards. I bought them in Germany at some point from people who didn’t know anything about fortunetelling. But I often think of the significance of writing on cards and what that writing adds to how we think of the myth of fortunetelling.

Screen Shot 2014-01-06 at 12.31.44 AMOne of the best definitions of myth that I have ever come across comes from Maya Deren’s beautiful book, Divine Horsemen: The Living Gods of Haiti, where she charts the complex Haitian Voudou cosmology.

There she says: “Myth is the facts of the mind made manifest in a fiction of matter” (Deren, 1953: 21). The claim is that it is out of the physical processes that one creates a metaphysical processional, and that while we may talk of spiritual legacy, this legacy never exists in another form than as a story.

For me, this has a lot of implications in terms of how I view all claims of authorship in fortunetelling, and I have to admit that I tend to dismiss immediately all those who, in their practices of reading cards, want to tell you that card reading is in their blood. Yeah, right.

Something is in our blood, and another thing altogether is in our heads. What we have in our heads are habitual projections. Nothing else. What we have in our blood is may the the memories of our ancestors, also projections.

If you happen to have Zen inclinations, you’d need another sale’s argument than ‘it’s in my blood’ claim, validating your credentials.

For me, reading cards is not about blood relations or some other form of supposed mystical transmission, but rather about creating ceremonies.

It is through ceremony that we, as card readers, get to participate in the transformational power of the cards, and in seeing how the cards may offer imaginary solutions to people’s real problems.

That’s where the magic is, in the ceremony of laying the cards on the table and looking at them, not in second-guessing the person who comes to seek advice and then predicting the future based on the strength of our fortunetelling blood.

Screen Shot 2014-01-06 at 12.31.04 AMNot far from where we were staying with my sister at our summer residence on the West coast of Denmark almost in the middle of nowhere, there’s a very beautiful antique shop.

It hosts a book in a glass display case that’s almost identical with the one featured on the card of the Book in the Dondorf Lenormand; hard leather bound with hinges and a photo of a young woman on it.

When visiting there I have inserted myself photographically in the reflection of its mysteries and when I came home, it made me want to ask the following question, posed to my purple Dondorf that features writing on all the cards:

What does another’s writing on the cards add to the way in which we read a story in the cards if we use those cards?

Are we immune to the set notations on these cards, or do we take the myth of that scribbling into account?

Of course, as with every set of cards, the answer is not in what they look like, how old, or how weird, but rather in the method, so, basically what I’m asking here does not change the fact that I regard all cards as a tool in making us smarter and not as mystical artefacts.

Rather, on this occasion, what I wanted to know is something about that subtle level that lends itself to considering just what a metaphysical processional is.

The cards said:

The Mountain, The Moon, The Fish

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This tells me the following:

By considering the hand of another’s on the cards, or the personal history of the cards, we can lift ourselves up to the moon, and dream about the flowing soul of the one who once told fortunes.

It is in this kind of imagining that myths are created. And thank god for that, for it is only because of the imagination that we can embody a myth, and live it out in our lives, rather than merely talk about it.

As a Zen fortuneteller, I prefer to align my stories with the ones told before me by anonymous good men and women. Live their myth, perhaps also while kissing my sister for remaining silent.

I prefer stargazing too, or sticking my nose into the graphics of some chart, by candle light and under the moonbeams.

I cast a horary chart for this question too:

What of the writing of strangers?

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The chart was interesting, as charts are.

The dead came in the form of a detrimental Mars in the 12th house, on the Ascendant ruled by Venus, representing the querent, me, in search of hidden things.

How appropriate is this? To find the significator of the other(s), Mars, in the ‘evil’ house, the house of hidden relations, enemies and self-undoing?

The dead can do nothing no more. Unless we let them. If we let them come close to our position, then we can feel whatever force they may carry with them. So we can have a nice martial arts contest: my projections contra their projections.

Mars and Venus are already traditional enemies. But in this chart, the ruler of the Ascendent, Venus is strongly positioned on the cusp of the angular 4th house, the house of domestic matters.

Conjunct Mercury, the ruler of the writing of strangers (9th house also as the 3rd for writing in the turned chart), we can say that what we’re dealign with here is this suggestion:

The writing of strangers when manifest from the beyond is at its best when in the hands of occult detectives.

The 4th house is a house that deals with underground matters. Mercury and Venus conjunct in Capricorn ruled by Saturn in Scorpio (also ruled by Mars) stand a good chance to dig systematically and intensely structurally into all that resists us, all that limits us.

Such digging can quickly exhaust the inessential, leaving behind only one secret to reveal.

Personal keywords written on cards are small steps towards such revelation.

And isn’t the secret the very backbone of all literature, of the Book? Without secrets we have no stories.

I tell the dead here: Your secrets are safe with me. I close the book on the obvious, and let mystery lead the way.


Note on the deck: the ‘purple’ Dondorf, Francfort, 1880.



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  1. cazadoradesignos says:

    Hi Camelia! Happy New Year!
    That`s why I like used decks and books. There is something of me that stays in the lines that I read. And I like to the feeling of that when reading a book that other has read before me. Sometimes I play to divine about the previous owner of the book.

    As always, it`s a pleasure to read you.

    1. Camelia Elias says:

      Thank you, Aurora. All best wishes to you as well for the new year. And yes, there’s nothing that beats old paper, whether cards or books. I praise my luck for being able to get these things occasionally.

  2. Caitlín Matthews says:

    Ah, the dreaded ‘backstory’ that authenticates the writer of a book! I’ve recently had a student plagiarise my work and teaching methods, including shamanic case-histories from my practice, as her own and claim them all by dint by inventing a backstory about her parentage and ancestry, which all who are acquainted with her know to be an entire fabrication. It makes one laugh that people are so insecure in their tradition that they need to do this! The regard in which writing is held often elevates it to ‘holy writ’ in some people’s eyes, who are not so bold or determined in their practice as yourself. May you have a wonderful New Year! I enjoy your writing a good deal.

    1. Camelia Elias says:

      Thank you, Caitlín, I’m glad to hear you enjoy this site. And all best wishes to you as well for the new year. About people stealing ideas, there’s only one thing to say: it’s a shame that they invest energy in getting wiser, but then fall short of showing wisdom themselves. I find particularly off-putting the attitude that says: ‘I know everything, and not only do I know everything, but my family also knew everything.’ Oh dear. So it goes. I don’t think there’s a way of going against that, or against stealing, other than through denouncing it every time it occurs. I wish you good luck with the ones that have failed you.

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