Tarot cards were not new to me but, the first time I touched them to read for someone other than family it was an experience I did not see coming. As a child I was exposed to a number of very different kinds of people, in my family’s art gallery I met people who have the creative gifts of being artists and visionaries who shared their passion and connection to something bigger than themselves with the beauty of a colour palette. Another kind of creative energy was the numerous politicians and community minded individuals, I am not suggesting that all politicians are community minded but from my experience I place these groups together because their paths share a distinct similarity for me – a demand for influence and recognition. This energy stood out to me because my father as a politician has a distinctly different energy, not better than but different. Then there was a home where my family and I would spend time with another completely different kind of energy group, here we were introduced to psychics, channelers, astrology, meditation, reiki, and tarot. My fondest memories of these friends are the smiles and openness to my curiosity.

I was in my mid twenties before I ever had someone read my cards for me, and that experience led me into a seven-year lesson on the power of using tarot cards. I call this reading my Death Card Tarot Reading because she read this card not just as significant change but as the actual death of one of my grandfathers. Her details were beyond what I could see for myself from the cards that day and by the time she left I was feeling uneasy but curious about why the reading had taken such a turn. Over the next few years, I would do my best not to dwell on the information but use it to remind myself how precious my connection to the people I love is and perhaps that was the bigger lesson, because I took every opportunity to spend time and share my feelings with those closest to me.

I have a series called Near Death Experiences, in the video called “Reshaping Other Experiences” I discuss how this tarot reading came about and did unfold exactly as she predicted. **Please see my video section if you would like to know more, as I have posted this video for your viewing pleasure.

It would not be until my late thirties that I would venture again near a tarot deck or a reading. My curiosity to go back to looking at tarot cards was a gradual process and I stuck to only doing it with close family members. I have never studied tarot but when I would look at the cards and describe what I saw and felt, those around me with much more experience would smile and then proceed to show me that I had read the energy. As my confidence in my own ability grew and I found myself talking about what I was sensing without the use of cards, I decided to enroll in a psychic development class.

During one of the classes, we were asked to have on hand a tarot deck without its book. This class was a remote learning situation, so I would lock myself in my bedroom to participate in quiet privacy. On this particular evening, each student was to read for another person in the group, and I was paired up with the teacher’s partner. He was trans-channel medium, which simple means that he would go into a trance state and allow an energy to use his body to relay messages. He has a fascinating gift and the collective who speaks through him offer amazing insights, predictions, and guidance. As I was shuffling the cards and concentrating on his energy, I suddenly needed to use the facilities, so I apologised, placed my deck of cards face down on my nightstand and excused myself momentarily. When I returned, I found my deck split in two face up on the bed. I immediately read him the message that came to me for those cards and before I could cop to the fact that I did not draw them, I sensed his energy becoming unsettled. He had a barrage of questions about what I had said, but instead of answering them I shared how his cards had come to be and before I could say that I did not remember what the message was I had told him, he was gone from the call. Our teacher excused herself and we continued with the exercise amongst ourselves. I remember wondering what just happened and then worried that I had said something wrong, but when our teacher returned, she assured me that I had done the exercise correctly. After the class call ended, I spoke with her and her partner who shared that he had received some information earlier that day and was still processing how to deal with it, and when I mentioned specifics and then offered an outcome, it was overwhelming for him and so he left to gather his thoughts.

As for objects moving in my space, this is not something new for me, and each time it happens I smile and let my intuition guide the intended message and purpose. What struck me most about the tarot cards moving was that spirit needed to relay the message immediately and reveal their presence around me. It would be another few years before I would read tarot for anyone, for no other reason than I was satisfying other curiosities about myself and my abilities. As for moving objects my experiences continue and I greet them with joy and curiosity.