How Tarot Found Me

Get a FREE psychic reading right now at PsychicAccess.comIt was 1981 and I was 11 years old, when my neighbor, Carla, came over to visit. She sat on the bed and she pulled out this little bright, yellow box with a weird picture on the front.

“What’s that?” I asked in a hushed, fascinated whisper.

“I’m gonna show you, hold on a second,” she answered and pulled out these big cards. I thought my heart was going stop right there. I had never seen anything like them! They were big and they had colorful pictures, with those weird Roman numbers on the top. Some had names too, like “Death” and I was like, “whoa!”

“Carla,” I gasped, “what’s that?”

“These are called Tarot cards,” she said and fanned the deck in front of me like a carnival trick, except there was no trick. I was beside myself!

“What do they do?  Is it like a game or something?”

Remember, divination is the least of the powers of the Tarot. It is also a key to the highest initiation ~ Jack Parsons

Carla looked into my eyes, like the wise 14-year-old she was, and replied, “They tell you a story.”  My  heart leapt into my throat in anticipation and I started to think it’s Christmas and Santa Claus comes in a little yellow box.

“What stories?!” I absolutely had to know!

At this, Carla leaned in, looking me straight in the eyes; she was about an inch in front of my face, she said in this deep, mysterious voice, “Your stories.”

“Wow,” I thought. “I just found the greatest thing in the whole wide world!”

Stammering with the thrill of ‘seeing my own stories’, I asked if I could hold them, which she let me. I looked through each and every single one of those cards as if I had fallen down the rabbit hole. I had no idea that such a thing was fathomable. I knew I had to go to school every day. I knew mom and dad would blast football every Sunday, while each of them chain-smoked in separate rooms, and Ma would be doing the ironing, which gave me a headache. I also knew I wanted to be Alice Cooper when I grew up, but I had absolutely no idea whatsoever that a pack of cards with pictures on them could know anything about me, and I was riveted!

“Please, you’ve got to show me!” And I had my first Tarot reading right there, with Carla shuffling the deck, passing it over to me, asking me to cut the deck into three parts. She did the Celtic Cross spread, just like in the little booklet, and then she checked every definition religiously.

I can’t tell you how much I wished I remembered the actual cards that came up. But, regardless, it was the beginning of one of my most important relationships. With Carla?  Nah, I have no idea what happened to that little mess, but in hindsight it was obvious as to why she came into my life. I absolutely had to have my own deck. It was more important than breathing.

Divination is the quest to understand more about the past, present, and future. In other words, Tarot readings are an attempt to understand ourselves better and discover how we might live better in the future ~ Theresa Francis-Cheung

Unfortunately, eleven-year-old girls usually don’t make enough money for a Tarot deck; it was whopping $7.95 back then. So, I’m not proud to admit this, but I stole my first deck of cards off a bookstore shelf. Believe me, I paid that karma.

Every night after dinner, when I finished the dishes, I’d sit on my bed and acquaint myself with my 78 new ‘friends’. They were always there when I needed them and they knew me better than I knew myself. Sometimes I’d ask questions and sometimes I’d just see what came up. If I was sad, they’d be sad with me and show me the Five of Cups; if I was excited, forward came The World, and if I was scared, the Ten of cups.

Through the cards, I learned that the life-long interest I always had with the things “that aren’t here” wasn’t just in my imagination. I had always seen spirits, but no one believed me if I told them, but the cards did. It was a relief to learn that dreams did mean something and things do happen after you say they will and that doesn’t mean you’re a freak. By the time I was 18, Tarot became so much a part of me, I would literally carry them wherever I went and I was thrilled when they came out with the travel size deck!

Thirty years and thousands of readings later, something wonderful still happens when I shuffle the cards, whether it be for my client, a friend, or myself. I feel connected, I feel whole, and sometimes even secure.

Even though we diviners have such a vast amount of knowledge and responsibility, it’s always important to remember that we’re still human. Maintaining clarity is a tough balance. On the one hand we need to be in control and confident in our skills, because if we can’t trust ourselves, how can we expect anyone else to trust us? Then on the other hand, we need to remember no human is omnipotent, and the best way to do that is to always remember where we came from, what’s really important, and that we’re not the only brilliant person in the world.

We should never forget our roots or our friends.

About The Author: Augra is a Master Tarot Reader, living in Texas, and is a member of The Tarot Professionals Group. She's provided divination services to other Tarot readers, and has instructed many who have gone on to become talented professionals themselves. She is also an expert in many areas of parapsychology, including: dream interpretation, past life regression and khundalini. Her clairvoyant and empathic skills are powerful, especially when combined with her expert use of Tarot and numerology. For a detailed reading from this sensitive and compassionate reader, go to PsychicAccess.com.

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