A Reading and Reflection for Myself

Having a rough and sad week. A bunch of people reached out to say nice things and I so appreciate that. Tonight I consulted the cards. I was intending for a certain deck, but this one was demanding attention (Tarot decks behave like pets, by the way!). So I drew these for myself. This is a stunningly beautiful (and expensive!) deck from Europe.

Does the Tarot work? I figure at the very least, they put you in a positive relationship with your own unconscious mind (I like to draw cards and journal to myself about how they apply). But what I drew tonight was kind of miraculous.

I can’t explain it. If people are allowed to believe in prayer and miracles and synchronicities, then, I’m allowed to believe in whatever power these cards have!

I was really stunned. The eerie accuracy and the directness of their advice hit me hard. It feels like it comes from an intelligence, from an awareness, from a personality, even.

Look at how the cards “talk” to each other. Look at how the archetypal figures interact. Look at how just last week, I had chosen this card, Temperance, as the card of the day, and it presented itself front and center.

And there’s the Moon, serenely examining what came up to her right. She KNOWS. And she reminds me that I KNOW.