Okay, so I wanted to share something about my own messing around with tarot cards recently. It’s about that Lovers card. You know the one. Always gets people thinking about romance, right? Well, my experience was a bit different.
I wasn’t even looking for relationship advice, not really. I felt stuck, properly stuck, like standing at a crossroads with foggy signs. Had this big decision looming over me, work-related stuff mixed with personal feelings. It was messy. So, I thought, why not pull a card? Just one, to get some clarity, maybe a nudge.
I grabbed my old deck, the one with the corners a bit soft from use. Gave it a good shuffle, really trying to pour that feeling of confusion into the cards. Didn’t have a specific question, more like a plea for direction. I cut the deck, drew the top card, and flipped it over.
Bam. The Lovers.
My first reaction? A bit of an eye-roll, honestly. “Great,” I thought, “Just what I need. More complexity.” It felt almost sarcastic, like the universe was teasing me because the decision I was facing had absolutely nothing to do with romantic partners.
Sitting With It
But I didn’t just put it back. I left it on my table for a day or two. Kept glancing at it. I know the usual meanings – union, harmony, relationships, but also big choices, values, duality. That ‘choice’ part started nagging at me.
I started thinking less about ‘love’ and more about what the card actually shows. Often it’s Adam and Eve, an angel, choices being made under some higher influence or value system. It got me thinking about my own values. What was really important to me in this situation I was wrestling with?
- Was I choosing based on fear?
- Was I choosing based on what others expected?
- Or was I choosing based on what felt truly aligned with me?
The Click
And that’s when it clicked. The card wasn’t about choosing between two external things or people. It was about an internal choice. It was pushing me to look at the two paths ahead and ask myself which one lined up with my core beliefs, my integrity. It was about making a choice that allowed me to be whole, not divided against myself.
It wasn’t about finding a perfect union with someone else, but about creating a harmonious union within myself by making a decision I could stand by, one that reflected my authentic self.
So, I finally made the decision. It wasn’t the easiest path, involved some uncomfortable conversations, let me tell you. But afterwards? I felt lighter. More solid. Like I’d chosen my path, based on my values, just like the card nudged me to do.
It was a good reminder. Tarot cards, especially the big ones like the Lovers, aren’t always literal. Sometimes you gotta dig past the obvious meaning and see how it connects to your own messy, complicated life. For me, the Lovers card became less about romance and more about radical self-alignment. And that felt pretty powerful.
