210 Farrington Lane

flash fiction

I can still remember the house – 210 Farrington Lane. I remember every nook and cranny, every closet. Unlike years past, I rarey wake up in a cold sweat anymore, filled with terror. I remember those nooks and crannies, those closets, because this is where I would hide, in terror, when the fighting began.  Raymond would pace the living room, saying the most terrible, frightening things. He would throw books, glasses … whatever came to hand. Then he would lock himself in his office, where he would converse with the devil. This is when I went into hiding – because when he came out, he would be the devil.

(c) April 2018 Bonnie Cehovet
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The Happy Squirrel

Happy Squirrel

Image from the “Shadowscape Tarot”, Llewellyn Publications, 2008.

Renata looked at the card she had drawn. She remembered when this deck first arrived, and how excited she was. It was a magickal deck on its own, with the added extra card, The Happy Squirrel, derived from an episode of the Simpsons TV show. Squirrels were active, inquisitive little fur people, and it was a good addition to the deck, in her opinion. Renata was asking the cards about a life decision. The Squirrel seemed to be mocking her, egging her on to take action. Was this a good thing? A shiver went up her spine as she contemplated the Squirrel.

(c) March 2018 Bonnie Cehovet
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Forever More

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Tarot deck displayed is “The Vampire Tarot”, by Robert M. Place (St. Martin’s Press, 2009).

What does Fate have in store for me? That ever moving wheel, guiding the cycles of change – good/bad, night/day, active/passive. What do I owe to the three Fates – Clotho (who spun the “thread” of human fate), Lachesis (who dispensed the thread), and Atropos (who cut the thread, to determine each individual’s time of death)?

How did I come to be here – sitting with my wisdom, yet feeling such regret, such disappointment. I feel so challanged, there is such chaos around me. What do I need to let go of? How can I forgive?

There is hope – I will move forward!

(c) February 2018 Bonnie Cehovet
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What the Cards Say to Each Other

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Cards from the Morgan-Greer Tarot

King of Rods: “That was an interesting reading! I was very clear on what the Seeker was to do, and you, Fool, you did not make clear what the consequences would be if they were to take the action they want to take!”

The Fool: “With you on the one side, pushing your vision, and the Empress on the other side,  insisting on balancing things, what was I to do!”

The Empress: “Fool, I do not always appreciate you trying to turn balance into risk! I could not temper the King of Rods, but I could temper you!”

So Be It!

(c) November 2017
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Little Things Count

Earth Day Flash Fiction

The war had been going on for many years. All over the earth actions had been taken – grave actions, with consequences that went far beyond what the eye could see. The land was disintegrating, the seas were being poisoned, fires were ravaging the land, the winds were wrecking carnage.

The Council had met many times, under clandestine circumstances, in Zurich, Hong Kong, New York, and London. No one ever saw them together, no one knew what they discussed, no one knew the financial considerations.

Earth needed to be saved, and saved now. That is what the Watchers were there for.

(c) April 2015 Bonnie Cehovet
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Parallel Worlds

flash fiction

Image from the Shadowscapes Tarot, Stephanie Pui-Mun Law,
Llewellyn Publications, 2011.

Staring into the void, viewing all that was, that is, and that can be. Whatever can be envisioned, can be envisioned here. This is where all worlds have their beginnings, this is where all worlds become possible.

With a bit of confidence, a bit of will power, and a wave of the magic wand, we come to know that reality is whatever we understand it to be. It is both seen and  unseen,  becoming a mirror that looks directly into our souls.

The power of four – Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. In constant flux. What is real, what is not. Magical.

(c) June 2017 Bonnie Cehovet
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The Land of Magic

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Image from “The Book of Shadows: The Lost Code of the Tarot”, Andrea Aste, 2010, Berith & Brimstone.

The Land of Magic – that is where they were both from. Glitter and gold – that’s who they were! Under the Magic Umbrella – so many ideas, so much to see, so much to do. And so little time! Music – that was the thing! They needed music! And dance – they needed to dance to the music!

So they danced – they became part of the music, and the music became part of them. They moved faster and faster, and the world flowed around them. Masks were put on, masks were taken off. Shadows became shadows – reality became uber reality.

(c) April 2017 Bonnie Cehovet
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