I definitely went to one of “those” tarot readers when I was in my twenties. The usual bullshit – she sees an “aura” around me that needs “healing” which she can do for an extra fee of course.

My sister found a local tarot reader who we both try to see at least once a year – she is most definitely psychic, and has never asked for more money, or anything like that. She is so accurate, I sometimes simply do not want to go see her because I reached a point in my life where I need to take it one day at a time, and do not want something else to worry or obsess about.

I think when seeing a tarot reader, or psychic, astrologer, it is always best to go with someone that more than one person you know had a good experience with. I most certainly trust all of the readers here.

I have to laugh. Just two days ago I went for a reading from a woman at our local metaphysical bookstore. I had been in the store a week earlier because reading your posts had stimulated me to go get myself a deck. Somewhere over the years, my old deck had been misplaced, and the gentleman at the counter started raving about this woman.
I went, hoping for someone else’s psychic clarity. I can sit with a book, and the cards, and figure out generally what they are saying, but I was hoping for another’s flash of intuition. Well, I didn’t get anything more than her telling me the meaning of the position, and the meaning of the card. Whenever I tried to converse with her about my questions, she made me wrong. I started telling her a story that illustrated my own “psychic” experiences, trying to lead to the question of how does one separate or identify the true psychic message from the messages of ones own ego, but she interrupted me midway to ask, in a very annoyed tone, “why are you telling me this?”
Well, the cards were very strong, and there were a lot of repetitive cards from what I have been drawing here at home, so I gotta figure the cards themselves don’t lie, but seeing this woman was a waste of time, energy, and money.

Years ago, when I was living in Maine, I went to see a reader in Salem, who had recently started dating one of my friends. Life was a mess, I was in a very very abusive marriage, and I just needed someone to turn to, who might tell me I was ok. Well, I got an hour and a half of her yelling at me, all the issues that my husband, and in-laws had been putting me down with. I left there in tears. I literally was going home to kill myself. I really mean that. At one point on the trip home, I’m amazed I made it I was crying so hard, I reached for my purse, and had what I have always described as my “touched by an angel” moment. A golden, reverberating energy that had been off to my right, settled over me. At that moment I KNEW that as long as I was going to be looking to others to validate myself, I might as well just end it. The challenge for me is to believe in and love myself, no matter what the messages were saying that I received from others. Well, needless to say, I did not go and kill myself, and I have spent 30 years now embracing that lesson. Not always easy, but I have done it.
The next week the “friend” who was seeing this woman came up to visit, and he decided to let my husband know about the reading. Seems the reader had gone and told him everything about what had happened, what she had read. Here I thought that consulting a reader was supposed to be like seeing one’s therapist, or one’s doctor–totally private information. Guess, at least with this woman, I was wrong.

By the way Dixie, thank you for your posts.

(((chantelle777)))

Yeah, its all about listening to ones own gut. And yes, I understand the stress thing getting in the way, but I guess that’s what we need to learn–to be able to listen to that little voice inside no matter what. That’s what I’ve been trying to develop–but most times its easier said than done.

That all being said, I am, believe it or not, thankful for that reading in Salem. The golden energy that followed, the realization, was what I needed at the time. Sun/Pluto conjunction, squared by Saturn, seems to usually mean that lessons get learned the hard way. It is easier to embrace that with regards to past lessons, rather than the present ones……