Tarot and Me...

Its taken me a while to make me kinda write about my Tarot experiences. It all started when my Boyfriend gifted it to me. a Swanky new Tarot Box! And i was like voila he read my dark innocent mind....Sometimes its funny about how antagonisms exist so much that it doesnt feel true and yet again truth is always stranger than fiction..so you do end up believing it , shunning it and then accepting it. Now this explanation was for the use of Dark and innocence together.

Well Anyway years ago he gifted it to me and slowly i began exploring it. In the beginning i never believed the layers of Coincidence. Everytime i read someones spread they would relate to it totally. I was not shocked. I was like coincidence. Thats all. You Know the way horoscopes are layered in such twisty words that if you replace content you can still beleive its your own horoscope. But tthat didnt seem to be the case with the Cards. everytime i read it seemed to give a Pin Point analysis of them. I wasnt boozambled. Still. Sometimes the only reason i think im capable of doing this art is because im not Judgemental.I dont question , taunt , analyse its beauty. Its like you breathe in your territory and me in mine. Its worked or us till Now.

I think i Have read around 20 People till Now. Their questions on various things like relationships , careers , destiny etc etc. And the tarot has answered them silently, Dilligently. Truly. And they have all agreed when i would reveal what the cards said. ranging from their Past to their nature to their future Goals to their Families Reactions to their Dark sides and their secret hopes. I never did anything Frankly. I just read what they themselves Picked. I believe its all predestined that they would have picked Those cards no matter what. And i was destined to Read it. I think the spread has shocked everyone Crazily. Revealing deep secrets.

But theres something else i want to talk about here. From My perspective.
Its been Trying.It always draws me in another dimension. You know being a channel is trying. Not difficult.Enjoyably Alluringly Repulsively Emotional.:P So much So

When i read them i dont Judge. I tell them simply what they Picked. But what i feel is a bigger challenge is to synchronise my magnets into their Life and Destinies. I have read dark People with attacking Auras. Silent Lambs with even More dangerous Intentions. Unsuspecting Devils with Hearts of Gold.

The Biggest challenge I thought would be to forget what I revealed. When i began i though what if i remember what i told them and keep judging them forever? But that didnt Happen. I forget. I forget. Questions and Answers after they are told. But the brunt of that i face. In wierd Ways. Sometimes I cant get up. Sometimes i sigh way too Much. Sometimes it stirs Broken Chords. Sometimes it hurls allegory and Karma at me. The thought of filling some Gap bewildered me all the While. But again I presumed if i could help someone Why Not.

And i realised. It helped me More than others. Reading others made me include my soul with other processes. i can and was a part of their complete Destiny Chain , Thought Process and even karma.

And it freaked me out again. But what the Heck. I can still do it. I remember Reading someone very very tough and it took me lullabies to get back to me. Thanks to him.I told her about it and she said " Obviously! "

I love this thing i Read. I cherish it like Shit. I shall someday talk more about it.