Satori
Well, these things happen. During your professional Tarot career I suppose you have many different things that can happen, and this is a first for me.
I did a Halloween party last fall. I read for lots of people, and as the night wore on they got drunker. One woman was putting her life back together after lots of troubles and hardships. Many decisions she had made were not very good and she was pretty messed up.
Just heard that she was hit by a train the other day. Lost an arm and a leg...and is struggling to stay alive.
It was one of those readings where you struggle to find the light in the life in front of you. Where you dig deep to show the sitter that life can change and brighten and that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
We talked about her need for support...lots of it.
We talked about her need for therapy.
We talked about the things she had going for her.
We talked about the struggle she had coming.
But I never saw that train.
And I wonder now if I wanted to see it.
Now please folks, I don't need shoring up. I'm good with what happened. She has her life, she made her choices, she is living with the results of her decisions, as are we all. So I'm not at all feeling like I didn't do my job.
What I wonder about is if I was blinded by my need to be so positive in all of my readings. Now a good amount of time has passed so maybe it wasn't really there to be seen. I just wonder if sometimes we don't see the darkness because of our need for the light.
I did a Halloween party last fall. I read for lots of people, and as the night wore on they got drunker. One woman was putting her life back together after lots of troubles and hardships. Many decisions she had made were not very good and she was pretty messed up.
Just heard that she was hit by a train the other day. Lost an arm and a leg...and is struggling to stay alive.
It was one of those readings where you struggle to find the light in the life in front of you. Where you dig deep to show the sitter that life can change and brighten and that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
We talked about her need for support...lots of it.
We talked about her need for therapy.
We talked about the things she had going for her.
We talked about the struggle she had coming.
But I never saw that train.
And I wonder now if I wanted to see it.
Now please folks, I don't need shoring up. I'm good with what happened. She has her life, she made her choices, she is living with the results of her decisions, as are we all. So I'm not at all feeling like I didn't do my job.
What I wonder about is if I was blinded by my need to be so positive in all of my readings. Now a good amount of time has passed so maybe it wasn't really there to be seen. I just wonder if sometimes we don't see the darkness because of our need for the light.