Tarot cards were first used by the Celtic people more than two thousand years ago. Many believe that Tarot cards serve only to tell the future, but this is not true. When used traditionally, Tarot cards speak of the past and present, and are supposed to give clues and ideas about the future that you are potentially heading into..
Di Castri grew up “on the prairie” in a small community in Alberta in western Canada. She started playing piano at age three and, as she grew older, learned how to play other instruments, including flute, oboe and percussion. During her last year of high school, she was introduced to composition when she had the opportunity to write a piece of music for the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra..
As Election Day draws near, however, the importance of grand strategy tends to fade. “There comes a point in late September and early October in which it is too late to build a coalition, too late to fundraise to any appreciable degree,” said Green. “At that point, the strategies are set, the economy is what it is, any foreign wars have done what they will do.
“Cybertron,” begins a gruff narrator. “Our home. Or it was, until the Autobotz destroyed it.” Abruptly, “Cybertron” explodes into millions of pieces, and swarms of space ships fly towards the view, as if escaping.. You can record and share what you see while also getting directions. Glass can also allow you to ask questions, translate your voice while also speaking to simply send a message. The best part, you do not have to take your phone out of your pocket, as you will be looking through your Google Glasses the entire time making it faster and easier to use..
Happily, David Mackintosh’s books are always something to look at, so it’s no surprise that “Marshall Armstrong Is New to Our School” takes on friendship from a different angle: the book is narrated by an established insider, forced to be nice to the new guy. The narrator’s not eager to attend the birthday party of this precocious, allergic, fountain pen wielding stranger, but Marshall Armstrong’s house turns out to be a similar parade of wonders, from the thrilling (“We all ride down the special fireman’s pole, from the top of the house to the bottom”) to the intriguing (“We take turns looking at the sky through a telescope, and through a microscope at the cut on Jane’s arm.”) to the borderline snarky (“Bernadette has to go home early”). The illustrations are a rush of sketch and shape and texture, not unlike the work of Oliver Jeffers, although my favorite bit is a calm drawing of a game of hide and seek, with not a single child visible.