The Tarot of the Inner Mask Oracle Deck is available in three different designs:
• Borders Deck
• Art Deck
• Stars Deck
More Text vs. Less
What differs about these three styles is the amount of text on the cards.
Borders and Stars decks have keywords on the card faces to aid with readings, and the Art Deck has only the names.
The Borders and Stars decks are recommended for those who would like the help of keywords during readings.
The Art Deck is recommended for those who prefer to read intuitively, those who feel that excess words get in the way of interpreting the images, and also for casual collectors interested primarily in the art.
All 3 styles are available in the shop.
All Decks come with a Mini Booklet of Meanings, containing summaries of all the meanings of the cards, as a convenience to aid with readings.
The Tarot of the Inner Mask Oracle is structured into Major and Minor Arcanas, much like the Raider-Smith-Waite Tarot.
All the card meanings can be read for free the older site. The cards can be seen below.
The one I dream of as myself went up those marbled stairs to the Temple of Knowledge, the temple with the words “know thyself” above the door. We had traveled long to the temple of the sun, the temple of all wisdom, in search of the answer to the question, “who am I?”
My friend entered the temple and I waited outside, because I am the moon. Sometime later, I saw my friend emerge, filled not with radiance but with greater emptiness than before, and disappointment deeper than its inverted face. My companion sat at the bottom of the stairs, still as a monument, and soon I learned what had occurred.
Our question had been answered with silence.
My friend felt cheated, here at our journey’s end, and refused to accept silence as the only answer to its only question. These feelings churned the sea around me, ruptured my skies, brought impatient creatures to the water’s surface. Then, I saw my companion’s discontent unfolding to a road we hadn’t seen before- or was that path an extension of the silence itself, its way of pointing towards the answer? I clung to my raft in the growing turbulence, unable to contend with such subtleties.
At last, my friend looked down from the unjust heavens and saw the path curving into the distance, away from the temple which had been the one source of all its answers, towards something knew and unknown. The Inner Mask rose, and set off on its new journey, its desire to know itself illuminating a world within, and opening myself to a new phase.
"The Reabsorption of the Empty Moon"