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When we ask questions that suggest we’re reluctant to take responsibility for our own life, and steer our own ship, we’ll get answers, but mischief may follow.
The tarot isn’t comfortable being used as bubble wrap, cushioning us from every blow, immobilizing us, removing opportunities to learn and grow.
It enjoys serving as a wise elder – guiding, advising, empowering us, pointing us in the right direction. We must do the work to get to our destination.
If the tarot says Go north and that’s it, well, that’s it. You get yourself a compass, a mode of transport, and you go north and see what happens.
If the tarot decides to add that it would be best to Eat only cooked vegetables while travelling, don’t trust the woman in red offering you an apple, and sleep every night under the stars, it’s giving you this information because it knows it’s for the highest good of all that you do this while you’re on the road.
You’ve got to figure out how you’re going to get cooked vegetables to eat every day, how to politely refuse the apple and subsequent offer of accommodation, where the safest, best places to sleep outside are, and where you can purchase the warmest sleeping bag. You don’t ask the tarot Shall I buy my sleeping bag at Game or Checkers Hyper?
The tarot will answer, but it won’t tell you it makes no difference because your sleeping bag is going to be stolen before you’ve even slept in it.
If we start going down that road to nowhere we need to pause, and examine why we’re asking the tarot to push us around in a pram and spoon-feed us mashed banana when we’re no longer a baby needing parents to do everything for us and make decisions on our behalf.
We find an adult of sound mind and abilities constantly asking us to choose and decide for them (because they’re afraid of consequences, life, and all the messy stuff and work being human entails) exhausting and frustrating. How does the tarot feel when dealing with the same? It would rather not have its arm twisted until it spits out more and more cards.
We cannot hide from our destiny, no matter how many cards we pull.
The first card in the tarot illustrates this. The Fool is depicted as embarking on a journey. He cannot turn back. He’s got to keep going through all the Major Arcana cards. He can’t avoid them, and some have a nail-biting intensity. It’s part of the experience, of being a human on earth.
We can ask the tarot to help us navigate the road ahead. It will gladly assist us in understanding ourselves, and our circumstances, better. It will help us understand other people too, if it knows it’s imperative that we do so. We’ll get to our destination with fewer mishaps and delays, or at the very least, manage mishaps and delays with grace and hope. It’s not about getting our own way, it’s about opening the way to our own evolution.
It’s all in the asking, how we phrase our questions…
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