I can't stop uncomfortably/oddly relieved laughing at my last tarot reading for myself. I've been so torn and so.. obsessed about finding where I belong religiously that I finally broke down and asked my new tarot deck, The Wild Unknown, "where should I go?"
"Which is the right one for me? Please!"
I was so ready to get something negative; to get something telling me I should ditch it all and just go back to where I was promised by my dad. I don't want to be a Christian, despite my adoration for it all. I was so scared.
But here I am, laughing. I can't remember what card I pulled but it was such a clear message that I even told my husband.
"It doesn't matter, just do what makes you happy. What makes you feel whole."
Haha. What? What?! I'm too high for this.
