Witch Fashion, not just for the young.
she’s so powerful…

Witch Fashion, not just for the young.
she’s so powerful…
There was always a specific spot where anything mechanical would shut down. Cars would stall and a four wheeler would cut off
A graveyard that didn’t belong to our family sat beside the home. We don’t know the names on the gravestones
There was a skeleton in the forest. We don’t know who passed there
A home at the beginning of the road burned down but the chimney remained. I swear we could see smoke coming from it sometimes
There were figures in the wheat fields sometimes but they were too far away to see. Grandpa said they were neighbors and we should never talk to them
My great grandmas house sits next to my grandpa’s, abandoned, and we were told to never go in there
Sometimes at night when I couldn’t sleep, I could hear the sound of clacking coming down the road
it’s okay to be unhappy - take all of the time you need, and please remember that it will pass; you can get through whatever’s going on: you’re doing great and i believe in you
you deserve better than to constantly be chasing others - the only people you need in your life are those who want you in theirs; anyone who makes you feel undeserving of their time isn’t deserving of you
you have done great things, you’re going to do great things
no matter how bad the pain is, you will find an opportunity to heal
the left just wants mass amounts of illegal immigrants to live in the usa so that nice straight white boys like me are the only ones signed up for selective service and that way the next time there’s a big war we get exterminated so women and minorities can take over the country once we’re gone
I think the worst habit I had to break when I started reading tarot was wanting to reshuffle and draw another card when I didn’t like or didn’t understand what I initially drew. I had /problems/ communicating with my GT deck when we first met. Every reading seemed shallow and cryptic, I could never pull a card that I felt like revealed the meat of the issue. I couldn’t break through my deck’s attitude: sarcastic, with its chin held HIGH, definitely knows it’s better than me. A true Royal personality.
I didn’t start connecting with my deck until I started trusting it. I decided to stop re-drawing cards all-together because I could always feel that it pissed my deck off when I did. The card(s) I draw is my answer, and that’s final. When I began trusting my deck, my readings started to become clear. I was not only forcing myself to study the card, but forcing myself to get in-tune with my deck’s language, as well. I carried this trust over to “tarot jumpers”- my deck loves to fling a card across the room when I’m shuffling and I was making a mistake by putting the card back in the deck and continuing to shuffle. Now, when my deck throws a card at me, I listen. That’s my reading. There was a small internal battle of “but I have a method to my shuffle….and I’m not done.” Deck says I’m done, I’m done. I have to trust my deck.
I’ve developed a new philosophy regarding tarot reading that has so far served me well: my deck is never wrong. I can certainly interpret its message incorrectly, but my deck will never lie to me. Since reading by this rule, I’ve earned gallons of respect from my deck and improved our communication tenfold. I’m able to understand the cards I pull intuitively, as though my deck literally speaks to me every time I flip a card. My relationship with my deck has never been better, and only gets stronger every day.
Respect your deck.
This is my little twist on your typical deck interview spread - it’s how I like to conceptualize meeting a deck [spirit]. It can be used to get to know a new deck, or even to get reacquainted with one you’ve had but haven’t spent much time with.