Early this month I found myself doing a double wait. One wait was for
my car to pass a smog inspection, the other was to cross busy Higuera
to browse the thrift store. After a few moments I realized the house
that I was standing in front of had a PSYCHIC HEALER sign posted in
the front window.
I pretended to walk past, searching for an easier place to cross the
street, but then I immediately retraced my steps, thinking 'what the
hell?' and walked in.
I
stood in a glassed-in porch that ran along the front of an old blue
wood framed home. The first thing I noticed was the stack of "$15.00
Dollar Special" flyers with a phone number. Since no one came
through the door that led to the house, I called the number on my
cell. 10 minutes later I bypassed the Special for an in depth tarot
reading from Kimberley.
My personal history of tarot is: I studied tarot, practiced tarot,
read tarot for others, was freaked out by tarot and stopped reading
tarot. The reason I freaked was because after reading for several
strangers, I realized that it was actually easier to read the person.
That is, the cards were merely a place for the client to focus their
energy.
Practicing the art of tarot taught me that when I pay attention to
my intuitive energy, stay in touch with, accept and move through my
emotions in a regular, conscious practice, then becoming an energetic
reader of others is simple. But, I have to admit, reading for others
was kind of exhausting. After all, I'm mostly interested in myself!
Having Kimberley read for me was a treat. Although I was given a hint
of a positive future prediction, and I wasn't told anything I didn't
already know, somehow I felt relieved, affirmed, and stronger.
Rediscovering magical, spontaneity means being aware of the roadsigns
throughout our day: even if it means staying on the same side of the
street.
