The Robin Wood Tarot is one of my favourite sets for court cards. Maybe it is down to the fact that the four elements run through the characters so prominently and freely. There are many other decks on the market which have more detailed
face cards than this, but I have found this one to work very well within my own readings. It's artist authored her own companion book, explaining the deck's symbolism, which is also very interesting when dissecting the images. But one of the things which is of real interest to me, as I open it up for discussion in this series, is how I have responded to the images intuitively.
The
Queen of Wands is the least familiar face card to me. I don't know why. She just always has been. When I pulled her from the deck today, I looked into her eyes for some time and felt little connection. There was something that I didn't like in her expression, but couldn't instantly put my finger on it. Her smile looks almost fake, her face is pointy, and her eyes,
squinty. Like the other confident members of her family, she stands out in the sunshine for all to see, holding her wand above her head.
I decided to go and look through a few books, so I could give my study a kick start. In the first, one author described her as the kind of woman who you might see with a clip board. The one with the smiling face, who loves to organise everyone around her. Another writer spoke of her as the sort of lady who would ferry other people's kids to school, in between doing a million of her own errands, joyfully. What a nice woman, you might think. But as I read on, it seemed that this queen was not all
wine and sunflowers. She desires control and attention so deeply that when things don't go her way, she is likely to scratch out at others, like the cat at her feet. It was then that I began to realise why I wasn't warming to her. She is the splitting image of my crazy neighbour.
I have never met anyone like my neighbour. And I never want to meet anyone like her again. When she first moved in, she was the cheery
Queen of Wands that we see on the surface of this card. She was an array of big smiles over the garden fence, with a slightly unnerving over-familiarity. Despite thinking that she was a little strange, our families were on good terms back then. My mother would have coffee with her, we would exchange presents at Christmas, and sometimes, she would ask me to pop in and read her tarot with a cup of tea. But as the years went by, it became apparent that she had bigger fish to fry in the neighbourhood. This woman was not only interested in her direct neighbours. She wanted to be the hub of the community. And at any cost. As her eldest son passed the age of a toddler, she turned her house into what might seem to the untrained eye to be an unpaid creche for all and sundry. So that she could keep in with her children's friend's parents, her garden might be stacked up with ten screaming kids at any one time. She would organise street parties and
barbecues, throw herself into every Parents and Teacher Association school meeting that she could, and whenever somebody in the neighbourhood purchased something, you could bet your bottom dollar that she and her
droll husband would be out the next day, trying to buy a bigger version for all to see. Because of the noise of her children and their pals, jumping up and down on the largest garden trampoline they could find, we eventually fell out with them and our house is now on the market.
I don't want to hate the
Queen of Wands, but she does bear a striking resemblance to the woman who we eventually nick-named,
Oddbod. This queen is at her happiest when she is around people and is doing something. She likes to be kept busy and enjoys to take control. Being interested in business, she wants to get ahead, so in terms of my neighbour, this would be a yearning to climb her way into the lives of her local community. This is when she becomes dangerous. The warmth generated by this queen may then start to burn others, as she becomes smothering, too
controlling or a relentless busy-body . When she is rejected or pulled into line, her claws come out.
In a reading, the
Queen of Wands might be about organisation or helping others. She might even be someone who is there to help you. At a distance, this is not a bad thing because she can be a good friend for some. But I warn you, this queen can flip from a comfortable warmth to a fourth degree burn in minutes. After a few simple complaints from us,
Oddbod reported us to the police for
harassment and then spread poisonous lies about us to the rest of our neighbours. This fiery lady might seem joyful to begin with and have a smile as sweet as a box of candy, but she has a side. Believe me. And it's not a nice one.
Illustration from The Robin Wood Tarot by Robin Wood