As I said in my last post, it took me a very long time after my break up to feel centred enough to even think about using my cards. Three months in fact. Those months were so clouded with pain and heartbreak, and it seemed that I was getting more and more lost in the fog as each day past. I had lost the man who I had thought I would spend the rest of my life with. And in such a way that I was left with so many unanswered questions.

I wonder, looking back, what cards would have called to me if I had done a reading sometime during that period. I bet you more then anything that The Empress would be among them 😝. 

Come late July I was beginning to feel compelled to hold my deck in my hands again, I must have been healing, unbeknownst to me at the time, for I still felt as saddened as ever by the events of May. My soul’s call was answered one day at work, when a customer of mine brought out his deck to do a reading for a friend of his. This had never happened at work before, and it must have planted a seed in my mind, awaiting a little watering from the universe. That seed didn’t have to wait very long at all, for that evening my mother and I were watching an episode of a series we had started (Penny Dreadful I believe) and for the first time the main character brought out her own deck to do a reading. I thought to myself, ok universe, I’m going to take this as a hint that it’s time for me to jump back out there, and continue on the adventure I began in March.

So the next day after reading a few posts on the beautiful and inspiring Beth’s Little Red Tarot blog, I decided that it was time for me to pull a card, and see what the universe had to tell me. So I shuffled my deck and composed myself, opening to the knowledge I was about to receive, and lo and behold, The Empress was back to say hello. 

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