I have to admit, I am subscribed to a weekly tarot newsletter with personalised readings. How personalised can a computer-generated reading be? It depends which way you look at it, I suppose.
From my knowledge, setting up a site that like will take some above-average coding and probably some algorithmic something something that makes something say something or the other. Right? Right. Let’s pretend for a second we know how the system works and decide that every 78th person gets the same card reading, since there are 78 cards in the Tarot deck. Surely these 78th persons don’t have the same issue at the time? Or even have the same intentions when it comes to reading their Sunday-afternoon (in SA timezone) and deciding what they want to get out of it.
I subscribed for one reason: Confusion. At a very troubled phase in my life, I desperately needed a yes/no quick-fix with a brief explanation of the answer. Nothing else. Not a “Yes. No. Maybe. I don’t know. Can you repeat the question.” I needed a solution right now. After flipping coins and clicking yes or no a couple of times with the guarantee “that this truly random answer will be correct at least half of the time” I found this website. Trusted Tarot has been in my inbox since then.
Long story short, let’s get down to the question: do I believe in online Tarot readings? I don’t. I do. (Returning the yes no maybe I don’t know 😉 ) I believe messages come from strange places, you just need to look for it. I believe that readings like these (or the “your week in stars” in the newspaper) gives you a guideline. Any sentence in the world can be applicable to you if you interpret it to be. Everything can be relevant. So that’s how I perceive online (and any other) readings: I see it as a map and not as a road.
One particular Sunday, 21 October 2019, I spent the entire Sunday working yet again. I was tired, irritated and down right miserable for having to spend a lovely day behind my computer while the hubby gets to play with the tiny human all by himself. Then my Margaret Wells email notification came through. For five minutes I minimised all my programs and read through the mail. I have unfortunately not written down every part of the reading nor can I remember the general card that was drawn, but that day I handpicked the Nine of Wands. The sentence that really jumped at me was this:
So if you feel that you can’t continue, now is the time to make a graceful exit.
I just had to laugh (and cry a bit) for that very wise sentence that changed so much in me at the time.
I don’t work on Sundays anymore. Not often in any ways. I get to spend the afternoon either playing or sleeping while the kid’s passed out or drawing pictures or doing something for me.
I recommend signing up for her newsletter. You may not believe in any of it, but there may be a sentence that will open up a door for… even if it is towards a graceful exit.
That’s me gracefully exiting for MMA,