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Guest Post at Roots & Feathers

I fell in love with the Tarot slowly.  We had a long and lingering courtship.  I would play with my friend's deck and get lost staring at the imagery in each card.  I would get my cards read at a local cafe once a month and during my first reading, with The High Priestess, The Hermit, The Hierophant, the 2 of Swords and the Queen of Swords on the table, the Tarot reader said to me, "I have never seen these cards come together for one person.  You should read the Tarot."  Finally, with my own deck in hand, I would shuffle the cards every night and pull a card.  I would study it, write down what I saw and what the little booklet that came with the cards said.  What I was most intrigued by, though, was my own interpretation.  I liked looking at what the book said, but I wanted to get to know my cards on my own too.  So I studied.  I listened.  I trusted.  My friends and I would sit on the floor, drinking Spanish wine and asking questions.  I'd lay out the cards, and the words would come pouring out of my mouth.  Sometimes I didn't know where I got the information from...it was just there....

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