
My first deck was a gift from a male Leo who was a profound influence in my life in ways that I can’t wholly put into words.
Tarot has been, for me, the way I hear from God.
There are other ways, of course. But if I’m in a conundrum and, later more often if someone really needs guidance, I turn to tarot. It makes sense to my brain.
Three years ago, I started seeing tarot cards in real life. With a Pisces friend at my side who was a prolific reader himself, something clicked. We both saw reverse chariot when a tow truck hooked a car wrong, and it wasn’t moving. We both audibly recognized it at the same time.
Tarot is not, for me, a fortune-telling device. Energies change so much and especially now, what is true on Tuesday may be profoundly different by Thursday.