I mentioned yesterday that I had a Tarot reading recently, and that it was one of the most comforting and hopeful things I've done in a long time.
Here's the thing about Tarot--and this will likely piss some people off--I felt the same comfort from Tarot that a lot of the people I grew up with find in reading the Bible. I think the parallels are interesting, and it's why I have no problem with Tarot as a source of inspiration, healing and guidance for people.
Anyway, I thought I'd share my 5 card Tarot spread from Isis as a way to kind of give you a little context about my life these days, and some of the steps I've been taking to, you know, not throw myself off a bridge.
First, here are a few things Isis made clear before we got started:
"Humans are complicated. We have relationships. We have emotions. Shit happens. Every decision you make affects not only you, but the people around you, and the ripple effect of free will ensures that no one choice will lead linearly to one specific outcome, no matter how many times you watch Back to the Future.
"The point is to to understand the choices we have before us. It's a clarifying tool for accessing our intuitive sense of what can be."
The Tarot is not a "tool of the Devil" (or any other variety of related statement)
"If you believe that the tarot’s messages come from the devil or are evil in some way, then you should just admit that you think the human spirit is fundamentally evil (not lit with a divine spark from God or whatever you believe in), because the tarot is simply a vehicle for the intuition to speak without fear of reprisal from the superego/conscious mind."
Isis is 25, totally sane, and has no cats, just a French bulldog, though she refuses to deny the jewelry or the occasional headscarf. ;)
OK, without further ado, here was my spread:
I could get into pretty detailed explanations about each card, but a) I'd be bad at it (Isis is the expert, not me!) and b) I mostly just want to talk about The Star and The Ace of Wands because those are the ones I got teary over (I know, I'm a mess).
