Honestly, I just kinda stumbled into this whole Divina Tarot thing last Tuesday. Woke up feeling weirdly restless, like I needed to shake up my routine, you know? Ended up browsing online for ages, trying to find something… different. Then bam, this phrase “Divina Tarot” pops up everywhere. Curiosity got the better of me.
First thing I did? Grabbed my ancient, dusty deck from the back of my closet. Honestly forgot I even owned one – think I bought it on a whim years ago. Blew off the dust, shuffled clumsily. Felt totally awkward, like holding alien playing cards. What was I even doing?
The Frustrating Start
Right, so I plopped down at my kitchen table. No fancy cloth, no dim lights. Just harsh overhead bulbs. Pulled out the guidebook that came with the deck – pages looking yellow and kinda brittle. Started reading the meanings. My brain nearly melted. So many symbols! Cups? Swords? Weird pictures that didn’t make much sense at first glance. It felt like deciphering a cryptic text message from another century. Super confusing.
Figured, screw it, might as well try pulling a card. Shut my eyes, fumbled through shuffling again. Seriously messy. Cards spilled everywhere. Picked one randomly off the floor – ended up with the “Seven of Cups.” Okay? Guidebook said something about choices and illusions. Choices? Seemed vague. Did this relate to my morning coffee dilemma? Felt a bit pointless.
Actually Trying a Simple Spread
Gave up on single cards. Remembered reading about simple three-card spreads – something basic like Past, Present, Future. Sounded manageable. Tried to calm my scattered thoughts, focused on this weird restless feeling I’d had all morning. Shuffled. Still clumsy.
- Past Card: The Hermit. Old dude with a lantern. Guidebook mentioned introspection and looking inward. Made a tiny bit of sense – felt like I had been stuck in my own head a lot lately.
- Present Card: The Wheel of Fortune. That giant wheel? Guidebook said “cycles” and “change.” Okay… maybe that restless energy? Potential turning point? Still pretty abstract.
- Future Card: Three of Pentacles. People building something together? Talked about teamwork and building foundations. Not what I expected for my future, honestly.
Stared at those three cards on the cheap table. Didn’t magically understand the universe. But… it made me think about those points in my own life. Introspection? Yeah. Feeling restless about a change? Definitely. Maybe thinking about collaborating more? Huh. It wasn’t magic, just… reflection.
What Actually Happened
Here’s the thing I learned through actually doing it that day. Divina Tarot isn’t a crystal ball telling the future. Not at all. The cards you pull? They depend totally on you shuffling them. Random and messy, just like life.
You focus on a question or a feeling buzzing in your head. You shuffle. Pull cards. Look at the crazy pictures and read the meanings, sure. But really? It’s about how those images and words bump into your own thoughts and feelings.
Does the “How it works” part make perfect sense? Nah. Not really. But going through the motions – picking up a deck, shuffling, pulling cards, staring at the art – it forces a kind of pause. Makes you step back from the noise for a minute. You end up connecting your own messy life dots with the card symbols. That “aha” moment? It’s your brain working, finding patterns in your own chaos.
Would I say I truly understand Divina Tarot now? Nope. It’s still pretty weird. But actually trying it? Even poorly? That shifted something. It became less about cryptic meanings and more about using these weird pictures as a tool to peek at my own thoughts. Felt surprisingly grounded afterwards, even if it started out feeling totally silly.
