Okay, here’s my tarot reading death card experience, blog-style.
My Tarot Reading Death Card Dive
So, I’ve been messing around with tarot for a while now, mostly just for fun, you know? Like shuffling the deck, pulling a card when I’m feeling indecisive about what to eat for lunch, stuff like that. But yesterday, I decided to actually try a proper reading, like a real spread with a question and everything. I was feeling kinda stuck in a rut, so I asked, “What do I need to let go of to move forward?”
I shuffled the deck, trying to focus my thoughts (which is harder than it sounds, let me tell you!), and pulled the cards. The first card I drew? The Death card.
My heart kinda skipped a beat. The Death card always freaked me out a little. I mean, skulls and skeletons? Not exactly rainbows and unicorns, right? I remember thinking, “Oh great, am I gonna die? Is this a sign??”
But I took a deep breath and remembered what I’d read about the Death card before. It’s not usually about literal death (phew!), it’s about endings, transformations, letting go of what no longer serves you. I knew I had to really dig into this.
First thing I did: Looked at the card’s imagery. The skeleton, the scythe, the rising sun… I started brainstorming what these symbols could mean to me. The skeleton felt like stripping away the unnecessary stuff, the things I was clinging to that were just bones, no substance. The scythe? A clean cut, like needing to be decisive and not dragging things out. The rising sun? A new beginning, something fresh and hopeful on the horizon.
Then, I started thinking about what I knew I needed to change. What habits were holding me back? What situations were draining my energy? It didn’t take long to come up with a list:
- Staying up too late scrolling through my phone.
- Saying “yes” to things I didn’t really want to do.
- Dwelling on past mistakes.
Next up was figuring out how to actually let go. That’s always the tricky part, isn’t it? Knowing what to do is one thing, actually doing it is another. I decided to start small. I set a bedtime alarm on my phone. I started practicing saying “no” politely but firmly. And I started journaling about my regrets, not to wallow in them, but to acknowledge them and then consciously release them.
It’s only been a day, but honestly, I already feel a little lighter. It’s like the Death card forced me to confront some things I’d been avoiding, and just acknowledging them has made a difference. I know it’s not a magic bullet, and I still have a long way to go, but this tarot reading gave me the kick in the butt I needed to start making some changes.
I’m going to keep working on letting go of those things and see what happens. Maybe I’ll pull another card tomorrow for more guidance. Who knows? But for now, I’m feeling surprisingly optimistic, even after staring down the Death card. Wish me luck!
