cyan
we went on vacation and i did 2 readings. one for the wife of a friend of my husband's and one for another woman. the first went ok. i was sorry not to be able to give her the answer she wanted but was able to tell her she didn't need to think about giving up her quest.
the other... well, she wouldn't tell me what her question was and i didn't press it because i thought she'd just choose a nonsense question if she had to actually tell me a question. she hadn't ever encountered tarot before.
i don't know her very well as we live on oppisite coasts but she doesn't like her husband and he has a cronic and eventually fatal disease.
i can only remember a few of the cards because i didn't have a chance to write them down.
we were using Druidcraft and when the question card was laid down it was the king of cups.
i thought, oh crud, she wants to know how long he's going to live!
i had absoultly not expected anything like this but i was truely certain that was what she wanted to know.
the rest of the cards spoke of frusteration, anger, nostalgia, and advised learning to live with her situation and finding new ways to deal with it. the more i looked the more certain i was about the nature of her question.
the outcome card was the 5 of swords. i asked her which figure she identified with and she chose the defeated man. i advised her that finding different ways to deal with her problem could change defeat into victory.
i just felt that this was the way she needed the cards interperted. my goal was to give her info she could use and she isn't a person who thinks a lot.
i mean her creek's shallow enough so you can nearly always see the rocks under the water.
it was like walking through a minefield reading those cards without giving any hint that i believed i knew what her question was.
she seemed to take the whole thing to heart. she would point to cards and say she felt like that and she seemed satisfied, tho not happy afterwards.
this woman would have made fun of me if she hadn't felt the reading was accurate. that's why i asked her if i could read for her, as a test of my talent.
it was a relief to me that the cards didn't see the change that is death in the near future. i like the old boy even if he is difficult.
just before we left on our trip my friend came to visit me. i knew she had wanted me to read the cards for her but this time i really, really didn't want to do it so i kept her busy and there was no time for a reading.
after she had gone i was concerned about why i felt the way i did. i know it's not polite to look into the lives of others but i wondered if i had some problem i needed to address. i shuffled and drew a card. death. i drew the second card. 6 of swords.
i sat back and took a deep breath. well, i thought, at least it's not someone close to her right here.
the next day she called me and told me she had to fly east because she'd gotten a call; her sister was dying.
i know the death card nearly always means change but this time i knew it was actual death.
i really hope these situations don't come up constantly. they are a bit stressful.
ok, just between you, me and the bedpost, i'm a little bit psychic, or fay as my grannie would have said. it's not something i tell people because it has to do (mostly) with reading people and they wouldn't be comfortable with me if they knew how very well i know them.
my close friends are pretty sure i'm a bit uncanny but they don't make a big deal of it because they know it makes me uncomfortable.
now what i seem to be experiencing is an upsurge of my psychic talent since i got Druidcraft. it's as tho my talent finally found a tool it could work with and it's making life interesting, so to speak.
how common is this sort of thing and how do you handle it?
the other... well, she wouldn't tell me what her question was and i didn't press it because i thought she'd just choose a nonsense question if she had to actually tell me a question. she hadn't ever encountered tarot before.
i don't know her very well as we live on oppisite coasts but she doesn't like her husband and he has a cronic and eventually fatal disease.
i can only remember a few of the cards because i didn't have a chance to write them down.
we were using Druidcraft and when the question card was laid down it was the king of cups.
i thought, oh crud, she wants to know how long he's going to live!
i had absoultly not expected anything like this but i was truely certain that was what she wanted to know.
the rest of the cards spoke of frusteration, anger, nostalgia, and advised learning to live with her situation and finding new ways to deal with it. the more i looked the more certain i was about the nature of her question.
the outcome card was the 5 of swords. i asked her which figure she identified with and she chose the defeated man. i advised her that finding different ways to deal with her problem could change defeat into victory.
i just felt that this was the way she needed the cards interperted. my goal was to give her info she could use and she isn't a person who thinks a lot.
i mean her creek's shallow enough so you can nearly always see the rocks under the water.
it was like walking through a minefield reading those cards without giving any hint that i believed i knew what her question was.
she seemed to take the whole thing to heart. she would point to cards and say she felt like that and she seemed satisfied, tho not happy afterwards.
this woman would have made fun of me if she hadn't felt the reading was accurate. that's why i asked her if i could read for her, as a test of my talent.
it was a relief to me that the cards didn't see the change that is death in the near future. i like the old boy even if he is difficult.
just before we left on our trip my friend came to visit me. i knew she had wanted me to read the cards for her but this time i really, really didn't want to do it so i kept her busy and there was no time for a reading.
after she had gone i was concerned about why i felt the way i did. i know it's not polite to look into the lives of others but i wondered if i had some problem i needed to address. i shuffled and drew a card. death. i drew the second card. 6 of swords.
i sat back and took a deep breath. well, i thought, at least it's not someone close to her right here.
the next day she called me and told me she had to fly east because she'd gotten a call; her sister was dying.
i know the death card nearly always means change but this time i knew it was actual death.
i really hope these situations don't come up constantly. they are a bit stressful.
ok, just between you, me and the bedpost, i'm a little bit psychic, or fay as my grannie would have said. it's not something i tell people because it has to do (mostly) with reading people and they wouldn't be comfortable with me if they knew how very well i know them.
my close friends are pretty sure i'm a bit uncanny but they don't make a big deal of it because they know it makes me uncomfortable.
now what i seem to be experiencing is an upsurge of my psychic talent since i got Druidcraft. it's as tho my talent finally found a tool it could work with and it's making life interesting, so to speak.
how common is this sort of thing and how do you handle it?
