My deck of Tarot

I got my first deck of Tarot Cards around the bright age of 13, after reading about them while at the library doing “homework” as a kid.  I would spend the majority of my time in the occult section trying to reading everything I could get my hands on. I was obsessed with it all, palmistry, tarot cards, mediumship, dreams, crystal balls, ghosts, soul mates, past lives, visitations, auras, anything that was mysteriously magical in the most elemental way. 

The rest of the world unfortunately wasn’t so accommodating to this beautiful tapestry of a magical world of 6th senses & 3rd eye energy.  There was a stigma of negativity, devil worship & horrible horrific beliefs formulated from religious fear that I never bought into only seeing the light of its beauty.  I knew deep down as a kid I was a witch, a healer, a spiritualist, a visionary, a child who’s imaginations were fueled by the elements of universal love.  Unfortunately that beautiful child I once was had to go away one day as a form of protection from the authentic truth, because no body wanted to listen to the rubbish I spoke of.

Over time as I got older here & there,  I would bring out my cards before people who I felt safe with.  I loved to speak about the spiritual things & beliefs I was connected too, adorned in my crystals as ritual, practice & protection as a teenager in the 80’s.  I was supposed to be Jewish, yet deep within my self I knew I had an array of eclectic philosophies that had nothing to do with my jewish upbringing or my religious school teachings.

Being adopted I knew intuitivly my DNA was of a much different tribe, yet what I didn’t realize all those years ago was how close to my nature I truly was.  It wasn’t until 8 years ago when my biological father tragically passed did I fully uncovered the mysteries behind my biologicalness.  I discover in the wake of his passing the gift of a connected magical intuitive paternal aunt who happens to be an evolutionary astrologer & healer.

His passing provoked me to dig dipper into my biological mothers side,  finding another aunt who is also intuitive with strong traits of mediumship.  The icing on this cake was discovering how spiritual my biological mother actually was & how much like her I am.  I can now rest upon the fact that I am my tribe, no matter how far from the truth my body was take, my soul & spirit always knew its truth

Don’t ever let somebody cover who you are to make them feel better about themselves. Don’t ever be afraid to be beautiful in your own skin even if it makes someone else uncomfortable. Don’t ever be afraid to believe something in your self & within your heart because it doesn’t abide by somebody else’s rules.  Life is too short to be hiding in the skin that holds your spirit & soul.

Bravery comes when you are able to uncloak the cloth that was put there by the outside world of judgment & created to keep you small..Radiate with the frequency that you connect too,  proudly, abundantly & the universe will grant you Its beautiful magic in return…peace love faith hope