Q: How many Major Arcana does it take to screw in a light bulb?

A: All of them:

The Fool has already started before anyone else is ready.

The Magician assembles an array of objects that might be needed , displays
them to best advantage and starts discussing how to go about it.

The High Priestess sits in the background, knowing one thing is missing but
says nothing.

The Empress fusses around making sure it is safe and nobody gets hurt.

The Emperor tells everyone he thinks it should be done right now and starts
delegating responsibilities.

The Hierophant offers advice on the missing part after consulting with the
High Priestess.

The Lovers umm and ahh about what wattage bulb to put in this time.

The Chariot charges in and starts doing it himself regardless of the
others' protests.

Strength surreptitiously places what's needed into Chariot's hands and gets
it done her way.

The Hermit suggests a candle in a lamp would provide light in the meantime.

The Wheel of Fortune laughs and reminds everyone that the light will need
changing again in the future.

Justice works out whose turn it is to change the light and whether the
division of labor is being delegated fairly.

The Hanged man sits back and contemplates how darkness can change our
lives.

Death points out mournfully that this was bound to happen and how
everything ends.

Temperance tells Death to chill out, it all evens up in the end.

The Devil tries to blame the Hanged Man for causing the light to blow and
creates bad feelings all round.

The Tower suddenly starts ripping out the original light fitting so he can
create a whole new more basic look.

The Star marvels at new beginnings and says how much she's looking forward
to having the light working again.

The Moon continually offers conflicting advice, confusing everyone until he
wanders off to the relief of all.

The Sun wants to redesign the whole room around a much brighter light.

Judgment examines the globe to see whether it truly was its time to blow
and ponders whether the globe can be recycled.

The World suggests that any problems with the light are temporary: we had
light once, we will have it again, and suggests focusing on the bigger
picture?

Meanwhile, the Fool has already finished changing the light bulb and is off
doing his own thing.

Author Serena Powers (c) 1999 http://www.serenapowers.com/ 

A Chuckle ~ 1

The Tarot Lesson
Three majors walk into a dark and crowded bar: The Hierophant, the Magician and the Fool. They sat down at a table and Temperance served them a pitcher of Mai Tais while a tipsy Empress greeted each one with a big hug and kiss. The fool couldn't help but notice a robed woman seated in the corner. In front of her was a large dark brown box inside a glowing sphere of white light which was hovering above the table. "What's that!?" declared the Fool in wonder. 

"That," said the Devil at the end of the bar as he lit another cigarette, "that is addictive." 

The three Majors decided to go and get a closer look. The woman introduced herself simply as the High 
Priestess. The Magician noticed that the box had a door on top which was closed and mentioned it to his friends. 

"What's inside?" asked the Hierophant. "LIFE." replied the High Priestess. 
"What is LIFE?" the Magician queried. "Oh," sighed the Star wistfully, "it's anything you want it to be." 

"I like that," said the Fool. 

The Magician looked at the surface of the table in front of the High Priestess and saw 78 cards spread 
out. Before he could open his mouth, the Priestess said "KEYS." 

"Ahhhh," deduced the Magician, "these keys open the way to life. I wonder how it works!" 
"Be careful," warned the Moon, "Things aren't always how they appear." 

"I'll unlock the box!" declared the Hierophant. The Hierophant moved the Magician out of the way and sat down at the table across from the Priestess. "These keys," began the Hierophant, "are tools and instruments of my faith. If I arrange them according to my beliefs, I will certainly unlock it." "Yes!" cried Strength, "Belief will surely do it!!" "I like that." said the Fool. 

So, the Hierophant began arranging the cards according to his beliefs and slowly began to build a tower 
around the sphere of light, positive in the feeling that it would act as a conductor, focusing the 
energies of his faith, and that power would unlock the box. It took him some time to pick and arrange just the right cards and after 3 hours he finally placed the last card. 

Boom!! There was a loud, thunderous crash and a flash of light. The card tower exploded and all the cards 
fell to the ground. 

The Magician laughed and moved the Hierophant out of the way to take his place. "These keys," began the Magician, "are tools and instruments of my thoughts. If I arrange them according to the systems I have worked out in my head, I will certainly unlock it." "Yes!" cried the Emperor, "A systematic order will 
surely do it!" "I like that." said the Fool. 

So, the Magician began arranging the cards according to his ideas in three little piles, positive in his 
reasoning that if he juggled the correct combination around the sphere it would focus the energies of his thoughts and that would unlock the box. It took him some time to pick and arrange just the right cards and after 3 hours he finally placed the last card and began to juggle them in figure 8's. 

Boom!! There was a loud thunderous crash and flash of light. The card configuration exploded and all the 
cards fell to the ground. 

The Magician shook his head and stood up leaving a space for someone else to try. 

The Fool stepped forward and picked up all the cards. "I like these." said the Fool and he put them in his 
backpack. 

The Fool then leaned forward, reached out, opened the lid to the box and fell in. 

The Magician and the Hierophant stared at each other in astonishment and then looked back at the High 
Priestess. 

She smiled and said, "I never said it was locked." 

Author Tea Prentice (c) 2000 TarotL Discussion Group