Wheel of Fortune Monologue, OLT 2012

Wheel of Fortune, Oracles from the Living Tarot, PantheaCon 2012

When I was in Catholic school, we’d kneel in church on Fridays, and we’d sing:

Ezekiel saw the Wheel
way in the middle of the air
Now the big wheel turn by faith
and the little wheel turns by the grace of God
It’s a wheel in a wheel
way in the middle of the air

It puzzled me, because the math seemed “off.” If God is a bigger, more powerful entity than we are, wouldn’t He be the one to turn the big wheel, and we turn the little wheel?

But that’s the thing: the Big Wheel turns by faith. Our faith turns the big wheel because without us, the gods would starve and die. Our attentive thoughts, words, writings, and prayers feed them and keep them alive. They need us, the great big engine of human faith, to power the wheel of their existence.

So, too, do we need them to turn our little wheels, you know, the ones spinning rampant stories in our minds that are then woven into a fabric called “worldview.” Without a worldview, we have no world. Even those who do not believe in God believe in something. That something, call it science, call it reality, is their God.

The center point of the Wheel is believing. It’s a choice. I’ve heard that biblical verse, Ezekiel 1-2, quoted as proof positive of alien visitations to Earth. I believe that. I also believe in the Virgin Mary, the “small g” gods, the “big g” Goddess, the Buddha, and You. I believe in myself. I believe in believing. Believing is what brings us here, into this point of existence. Believing is what keeps us here, spinning centrifugally around what we hold dear. Believing is what keeps us going when times are rough. Believing is also what keeps us down when we don’t know or can’t face what to do next.

"I can't believe that!" said Alice.
"Can't you?" the queen said in a pitying tone. "Try again, draw a long breath, and shut your eyes."
Alice laughed. "There's no use trying," she said. "One can't believe impossible things."
"I dare say you haven't had much practice," said the queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."