Okay, so I’ve been messing around with this “Modern Tarot” thing, and I gotta say, it’s been a wild ride. I’m not usually one for the mystical stuff, but something about the artwork and the whole idea of interpreting these cards just grabbed me. So, I figured, why not? Let’s dive in.
First, I got myself a deck. I didn’t want anything too traditional, you know? I found this one online with really modern, minimalist designs. It felt more… relatable, I guess. Less medieval, more 21st century.
Then came the hard part: actually learning what the cards mean. I mean, there are 78 of these things! It’s not exactly a quick study. I started with the Major Arcana – you know, the big-name cards like The Fool, The Lovers, Death (which, spoiler alert, doesn’t actually mean you’re gonna die). I found a few websites and books that broke down the meanings in a way that wasn’t too “woo-woo.”
My First Reading(It was awful)
- I shuffled the deck, trying to “infuse my energy” into it.
- Picked a simple three-card spread.
- Past, Present, Future. Seemed straightforward enough.
I laid them out and… blank. Total brain freeze. I had to keep flipping back to my notes to figure out what each card was supposed to represent. It felt super clunky, and not at all intuitive.
My friend and I tried to interpreting the cards, and we are fumbling around to make the meaning seems reasonable. I think I pulled The Chariot for the “Future” position, and we were both like, “Uh… are you going on a trip soon?” It was pretty lame.
Getting Better (Slightly)
But I didn’t give up. I kept practicing. I did readings for myself, for my friends, even for my cat (she wasn’t very helpful). I started to get a feel for the cards, to recognize them without having to look them up every single time.
I also started journaling about my readings. I’d write down the cards I pulled, my initial interpretations, and then what actually happened. That helped me see patterns and connections, and it made the whole thing feel less random.
Still Learning, Still Messing Up
I’m definitely not a tarot expert. I still pull cards sometimes and go, “Huh?” But it’s been a fun process. It’s like learning a new language, or a new skill. It takes time, patience, and a willingness to look like an idiot sometimes. But that’s okay. It’s all part of the journey, right?
And hey, even if it’s all just a bunch of pretty pictures, it’s still a good way to think about my life, my choices, and where I’m headed. It’s like a weird, card-based form of therapy. And who knows, maybe there’s something more to it than I realize. I’m still figuring that part out.
