My Whole Tarot Experiment This Morning
Okay, so I woke up this morning feeling kinda… blah. You know those days where you just need some direction? Yeah. I decided, heck, why not try that Virgo monthly tarot thing people keep talking about. Figured, what’s the worst that could happen?
First thing, I hunted for my deck. Took me forever! Found it buried under a stack of half-read books on the coffee table – typical. Dusted it off; this deck’s been with me ages, a bit worn at the corners, feels real.
Grabbed a cup of tea – chamomile, trying to be calm – and plopped myself onto the floor rug. Cleared a little space, just shoved the laundry basket aside for now. Lighting was dull, so I flicked on the small table lamp, cast this warm little pool of light right where I needed it.
Shuffling time. My hands felt kinda clumsy at first. Cards kept slipping. I focused real hard though, thinking over and over, “What does this month want to show me? What’s the main thing I gotta know?” Shuffled and shuffled, dropping a few cards – clumsy me – but just kept going. Felt important to really pour my energy into them. My Virgo brain wanted it just right.
Finally felt ready. Decided to keep it super simple. Pulled one single card for the monthly theme. None of those fancy spreads today. Took a deep breath, cut the deck, slid the top card off slowly.
Turned it over… and stared.
It was… the Eight of Pentacles.
My first reaction? Honestly? A tiny bit disappointed. “Seriously? More work?” That’s what popped into my head. You see craftspeople on the card, heads down, focused on their tasks. Just looked like… effort.
Sat there sipping my now-lukewarm tea. Just stared at that card. “Okay, Tarot,” I mumbled to myself, “talk to me. Why this one?”
Slowly, different ideas started nudging me:
- That guy isn’t stressed; he’s super focused. Concentrating.
- It’s not just any work – it’s building something, mastering a skill.
- It’s about taking pride in the little details, the step-by-step.
The longer I sat, the more it clicked. This month isn’t about new crazy adventures. It’s about showing up.
Putting in the hours on that project I keep half-doing.
Refining that hobby, getting better bit by bit.
Honestly, maybe ignoring that inner critic expecting perfection right away.
Felt kinda… grounding. Relieved, even. Like a soft nudge rather than a scary shout. Didn’t reveal lottery numbers, ha! Just said: “Focus on your craft. Do the work well. That’s your growth this month.”
Finished my tea, wrote this little messy note in my journal: “Oct – Eight Pents: Heads down. Master the daily stuff.” Not dramatic, but feels true.
And honestly? It got me off the floor and tackling my actual to-do list with a quieter mind. Simple, yeah. But sometimes that’s exactly it.
