The Land Of Tarot

Recently, I got into Tarot again. I tried to learn some about it once when I was in college. I had friends who had Tarot cards and a Ouija board. I was all in at first, but as always, I’d overdo it, then just fade, and not follow through. Story of my life. Getting into Tarot again, I started watching a particular Tarot card reader on YouTube. I remember searching Cancer Tarot. Of course, tons of results came up. I found myself drawn to this one. She’d say in her videos, “if you dig my vibe man, subscribe to my channel”. I dug her vibe and subscribed. I’ve watched her almost everyday since. Her voice alone is calming, and her messages, to me, promote self-reflection, and many times hope. 

I started watching this Tarot card reader after I, after careful consideration, purchased a deck of Tarot cards. To be honest, I waited for years to get a deck, only because I thought someone had to gift you your deck of cards. I thought that was the ritual, or whatever you want to call it, for years, because my best friend in our college years told me that. I asked her about it when I recently became interested in Tarot again. She told me I just needed to pick out a deck that ‘spoke’ to me, gifting the deck was not needed. I chose a deck, finally, and still swear she told me back then it was supposed to be gifted.

There were two reasons I chose the Tarot deck I did. I was drawn to the design on the back of the cards. It was a simple outline of an eye. I have a thing for eyes, always have. When I was a kid, I would draw on my notebook paper almond shaped eye after eye, rows of them. I was trying to make them look pretty and real, perfect them. I notice eyes are very prominent in my paintings without the intent on making them that way. I have a lone tattoo of the eye of Horus on my left collar bone. You get the idea.

The second reason I chose my deck was the artwork of one card in the whole deck. It instantly reminded me a of a painting I did years ago, a painting about me and an inner turmoil, go for it or don’t. The card I was drawn to in the deck, because of the artwork alone, turned out to be the Fool’s card. I had no idea what the Fool’s card meant when I had created my painting. I didn’t even think about it until just now really. The meaning behind each,

On Edge

the card and my painting. My painting was about going for it, to just take the plunge into this new world I was skeptical of. What is the meaning behind the Fool’s card? The Rider Waite description goes something like this, “A young man stands on the edge of a cliff, without a care in the world, as he sets out on a new adventure. He is about to skip off a precipice into the unknown. The mountains behind The Fool symbolize the challenges yet to come. They are forever present, but The Fool doesn’t care about them right now; he’s more focused on starting his expedition.”  What can I say, it ‘spoke’ to me? Yes.

I remember going to a reader when I was 20 or 21 years of age with my best friend. She heard through someone from another someone this lady read for people in her house. She used a regular Bicycle deck of playing cards to read from. She had said there were two people I would choose from to be my person, and I kept choosing the wrong one. The other person always seemed to be around, though. I would also be getting something very important soon, very soon, papers, a stack of papers. When I got home that day and checked the mail, there was an envelope stuffed with the results of a DNA test showing proof to the child’s father, it was in fact him. He wanted the test. He was a jerk. I knew it was his, so I wasn’t afraid to have the test done. I also ended up the next year dating his roommate, who has now been my husband for nearly twenty years. I guess my point was early in my life I had an interest and experience with Tarot reading, one that was eerily accurate. 

Since I have recently been studying, watching, and practicing Tarot, I've found myself possibly going down the rabbit hole of the internet into the psychic world and what it means. I found another reader who has become my favorite. I still watch and adore the first reader I connected with, but I really have dug this new reader I watch, Steve. Why? It feels like someone you could hang with and not have to work at the conversation. It comes easy. That’s the best, someone you can be Chatty Kathy with . 😉

Many of you probably think I'm crazy, especially since you've learned I have bipolar, AND now know I'm going overboard on the zodiac, tarot, psychic realm, energy. Maybe I have gone overboard, and maybe I am little crazy. Who cares, if it's not hurting anyone. I  think if something is calming, helps you self reflect and meditate on your life, It could help you what you want out of your life, and maybe take some action. Maybe I will go full force into the world of tarot, and I do so many other thing. Then I fade out, as I'm known to do, but I've learned things about myself this time. I've grown, and learned what it feels like to be inspired again.