#divination problems

[ladyfogg]

Nothing like asking your tarot cards a question and getting, "It's not that simple" as a response.

Naw shit cards that's why I'm asking.

[crown-of-light-shadows-and-love]

I’m doing a rune reading with my Lady, and the SAME RUNES keep coming up that she used in the last reading.

Is this her signature, or am I bad at shaking the bag?

[sat-divines]

The problem with following so many Tarot blogs is that I'm in an almost constant state of decklust

[scuffed-tarot]

Me at my divination tools when they tell me things I already know about my question but I had wanted to ignore for my own sanity 

[northernmystictarot]

This is me vowing to do no more human relationship divination ever again omg.

I don't like them at all. I'm always telling people stuff they don't want to hear but really need to. D O N E.

[littlewitchystar]

I currently have 3 different decks in my purse for divination and I am just wondering how and why am I like this! ...my poor purse

[theemperorsfeather]

Loki “leaned” on me to look at some website about some particular housing type and I’m all . . . okay, this is fascinating and semi- kind of appealing but a lot of effort and, but, . . . what gives? What is the real message here?

The answers via cards/runes amount to “you need to be less rigid in your thinking and be open to ~alternatives~” and um excuse me, what? Is this really about my future living situation? Which at the present moment I have no desire to alter??

. . .

I am eyeing the whole thing with some suspicion, although simultaneously I will not be surprised if I do end up moving in the next few months, what with there being this whole “quitting job, looking for something new” in progress.

I just. How “alternative” are You talking here? (And how much is just gently yanking my chain? Or really about some other “rigidity” in which case W H A T??)

[theitsybitsywitchling]

I pulled The Devil this morning for my daily card, which made me a little anxious. Yesterday I had pulled the lovers, and it turned out to be a really fun workday with low stress. I wanted my week to continue likewise, but divination loves to crush my optimism. So I held my breath and went through the day. By the time my shift was done and I was on my way home, I was pleasantly surprised. It had been an easy day. In fact! It was a good day!

I got home and continued to wonder what it possibly could have meant. Maybe it was a fluke, or maybe the cards have a malicious sense of hunor and wanted to see my panic. Either way it was curious to me, so I went online to read more about the card and find any alternate meanings.

Do I have pessimistic views? No. An illusion of despair? No. Feeling stuck? No.

Hmm.

But then I get to this:

“The Devil often reflects actual addictions and dependencies in your life, such as alcoholism, drug-taking, unhealthy relationships, over-spending and the like […] Often they are behaviours that are immediately gratifying but which cause longer-term damage to your inner fulfilment.”

Now, I don’t do drugs, don’t drink, or do any of the other sorts that are listed, but… I had been playing an obscene amount of Skyrim and neglecting my studies.

Was…was the card telling me to do my homework??? Certainly not. And even if it was , that goat could mind it’s own business. I needed that immediately gratifying relaxation of slaying dragons and exploring the countryside. So I just…kept playing.

I played for an hour. And then another hour. And then an hour more. In fact, time flew by with how much fun I was having. But then, it began.

It started slow at first. The game would crash every now and then when I entered a new room. Then it started to crash every 10 minutes or so. But then it got so bad that I couldn’t even load the game before it happened. I tried rebooting, cleaning the disc, clearing old saves, unplugging, and nothing worked. In fact, it’s still not working and I’m going just about crazy trying to figure it out. And then I remembered the card.

I pull out my deck, quick as can be, and there he is. The Devil. He lay neatly on top of the deck where an oblivious, past me had placed him earlier this morning.

Now that horned beast, with his hooves of fire, stares at me. His eyes are squinted with mischief and his wicked smile only mocks me. “You should have listened.” He says. I should have listened.