Imagine yourself on wasteground ... surrounded by desolation. There is a cold wind blowing. On the wind a song is heard. Close your eyes and begin to really feel the place which is around you. Hear the song. Feel the song. Become the song. Once the winds of thought sent dust clouds flying across a land half formed. Now shapes appear and voices call. The fiery air has burned earth to clay and shaped the clay. The world has added features to its planes and hills. Echoes of the inner mind have fashioned words in the outer places.
Open your eyes and look at the picture on the card. Imagine yourself before a magical teacher. Prepare to receive knowledge of great mysteries. To enter the circle of the Hierophant's teachings, grow inwardly quiet and listen until the earth speaks your thoughts. At first this speaking is only an echo from the Emperor's dominion; in time the mind asks questions which the world answers. The inner and the outer join further when the world asks and the mind answers. This dance of recognition and communion sets the mind and world singing a duet of evolving discovery --- the teachings of the Hierophant make outer world and inner mind one being and one knowing.
You are tired. Many experiences and visions are behind you. You stand before a group of people. No thought comes to your lips. No idea waits to be spoken. Yet you must speak. You are expected to teach. Open your mouth. Say: "This is ..." words form in your mind. Your lips echo them. Thoughts you never had before flow through you to bring light into those before you. You have the best seat at the lecture.
