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Tasseography (also known as tasseomancy or tassology) is a divination or fortune-telling method that interprets patterns in tea leaves, coffee grounds, or wine sediments.
The first inklings of tasseography can be traced to medieval European fortune tellers who developed their readings from splatters of wax, lead, and other molten substances. This evolved into tea-leaf reading in the seventeenth century, a short time after Dutch merchants introduced tea to Europe via trade routes to China.
Scotland, Ireland, and England have produced a number of practitioners and authors on the subject, and English potteries have crafted many elaborate tea cup sets specially designed and decorated to aid in fortune-telling. Cultures of the Middle East that practice divination in this fashion usually use left-over coffee grounds from Turkish coffee (see below) turned over onto a plate.
Traditionally, coffee readers use Turkish coffee or any coffee that has
grinds that sit at the bottom of the cup. Most of the liquid in the coffee is
drunk, but the sediment at the bottom is left behind. It is often believed the
drinker of the coffee should not read their own cup.
There are at least two forms of coffee reading. Both require that the
cup be covered with the saucer and turned upside-down. Some traditions, such as
in Romania, require that the sediments in the cup be swirled around - - the
inside of the cup until they cover the majority of the cup's inside surface a
no-no in Croatia, means you are “making” you own fortune. Other traditions,
such as Turkish and Middle Eastern, do not require this swirling but do require
that the cup be turned towards yourself –handle - for showing your own fortune.
The coffee grounds are given time to settle and dry against the cup before a
reading begins. I should add here—If the cup is turned up too soon and the
sediments have not dried and they are sliding toward the bottom, means the
drinker will cry hard soon. Flip the cup back on its saucer and wait some more.
(Peeking is allowed)
Many interpretations for symbols exist, but one common thread is the
color of the symbols. Since most cups used are white or ivory and the grounds
are dark, strong contrast exists for the symbols. White is considered a
"good" symbol foretelling of generally positive things for the
drinker, while the grounds themselves are considered to form "bad"
symbols.
Symbols can be many things, including people, animals, and inanimate
objects. Usually, the fortune teller will group nearby symbols together for a
prediction. E.g. a flying bird near a path – you’ll receive a letter (news)
that will cause you to go on a trip (or to act in some way.)
After a reading, the drinker will be asked to "open the
heart". This is done by placing the right thumb at the inside bottom of
the cup and twisting clockwise slightly. This will leave an impression behind
that the fortune teller will interpret as the drinker's inner thoughts or
emotions.
Some symbols and their meanings include:
Symbols
|
|
Symbol
|
Meaning
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Apple
|
achieving knowledge,
completing school, getting diploma
|
Flying birds
|
good news
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Candle
|
enlightenment
|
Cat
|
a deceitful friend or
relative
|
Dog
|
loyal friend or
relative
|
Kite
|
wishes will come true
|
Raven
|
death or bad news
|
Turkish coffee (also Arabic coffee, Armenian coffee, Greek
coffee, and more) is a method of preparing coffee where finely powdered roasted
coffee beans are boiled in a pot (cezve), with sugar according to taste, before
being served into a cup where the dregs settle. This method of serving coffee
is common throughout the Middle East, North Africa, the Caucasus, and the
Balkans.
BLURB
Love isn’t in the cards for her…
After
her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position
as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their
father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed.
Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more
involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an
entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she
really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?
But when he deals the hand, all bets
are off…
Six
years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the
father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old
immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to
his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems
like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred
years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the
past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love
again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride
destroy everything worth living for?
EXCERPT
He
claimed to be immortal, but that was ridiculous...wasn’t it?
Kate’s heart hammered. The
experience seemed so real. A low moan escaped her and she bit her lip. Soon
warmth surged through her, causing her body to go limp. Her legs gave way
underneath her, but Matthias—or whoever this man claimed to be now—wrapped his
arm around her waist. His sweet, musky scent clung to her. Ecstasy filled her
and she felt as if she hovered in the air. If he intended to kill her like
this, she could imagine no better way to die. A voice echoed through her mind,
speaking of undying love in centuries old Croatian.
“Wake up,” he whispered close
to her ear, his strong arms still locked around her.
“I don’t want to.” Her head
wobbled, exuberant with sheer happiness, a kind she had never experienced
before.
“You must.” He stroked her
hair with tender fingers. “Wake up now.”
“No. I want to stay like this.
Forever.” She focused on his handsome face staring at her through her haze.
His smooth cheek brushed
against hers. “Me too, but you must wake.”
The fog lifted and his image appeared,
clearly now. She blinked once. Twice. What had happened? She pushed away from
him and flattened her back against the wall.
“You, you—”
“You,” he said, pointing at
her, “asked for proof.”
AUTHOR’S BIO
Zrinka
Jelic lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and two children. A member of the Romance Writers of America and its
chapter Fantasy Futuristic &Paranormal, as well as Savvy Authors, she
writes contemporary fiction—which leans toward the paranormal—and adds a pinch
of history. Her characters come from all walks of life, and although she
prefers red, romance comes in many colors. Given Jelic’s love for her native
Croatia and the Adriatic Sea, her characters usually find themselves dealing
with a fair amount of sunshine, but that’s about the only break they get. “Alas,”
Jelic says, with a grin. “Some rain must fall in everyone’s life.”
Contact me @: www.bondedbycrimson.blogspot.com
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Hi Bri,
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting me today. It's always exciting to reach new audience.
I have to tell you girl you peeked my curiosity! I'm glad you could join me.
DeleteHi Zrinka,
ReplyDeleteVery interesting post. I love all that kind of stuff. I had my tea leaves read once a few years ago. The woman was quite accurate. It was amazing.
I'll have to try coffee next time :)
Debbie
Great post! I love learning about other cultures and find it interesting that so many have their own ways to read others.
ReplyDeleteHi Debbie and Christine,
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by. Yes, coffee reading is and I hope still is one of favourite past time activities. You never know with new generations and the technology that makes everything super fast. Like espresso machines. No one seems to take time to savoir the moment. Everything has to be instant and the enjoyment of it also lasts an instant.
Hi Zrinka! Nice post! I've never had my fortune told or anything like that, but it's always been interesting to me.
ReplyDeleteThanks Leslie. I remember some ladies would keep their cups turned onto the saucers next to the sink in case a gypsy woman came around to read fortunes. While their men would sharpen knives and shears or cut wood. But even that culture is dead now.
DeleteHi Bri and Zrinka
ReplyDeleteHope your future shows tons of book sales.
Hi Bev,
DeleteI hope so Haven't drank this kind of coffee in a long while, but just wonder what kind of sign would that prediction be in a coffee dregs.
A big thanks to everyone for supporting Zrinka. I apologize for being an absent host but it couldn't be avoided. Alas life and work. Thanks again
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