Anyone Like Tarot Cards? I just got a couple of new decks. Been doing readings for 54 years. Pretty good at it.
OK, big shameful admission from me. When I was young, eons ago, I used to do Tarot Card readings and people thought I was pretty good. Oh, the shame of it now. It's all intuition and guesswork, and a bit of a show, but it's amazing how you can fool yourself into thinking it's "reading" people's futures. Still got my old pack of traditional TCs. It's a reminder how mystical things can get you in.
yes I used to do it all the time, my favourite are the motherpeace deck of round cards and I somethime s jumble all my decks together so that there might be the element of getting 6 cards the same - I work intuitively often asking my client if they want to pick a card from the pack to try to get extra meaning and taking their suggestions into account - I don't believe there is any whooh in it any higher power in the mix just the magic of two people coming together to be creative and possibly problem solving . I never charge.
by Noah Lugeons
As many of you know, I spent a number of years drowning in spiritual woo before finally admitting to myself that it was all bullshit. And when I look back on those years it occurs to me that my conversion to reason probably would have happened a lot sooner if it wasn’t for those damned Tarot Cards.
I got my first set at the ripe and impressionable age of 14 from a friend. He’d bought them a year or two earlier along with a little book on how to read them. He never used them and I was fascinated so he told me to keep them.
It’s important to note that I never read a book about cold reading. I never read a book along the lines of “How to Trick People into Thinking You’re Psychic” or “How to Bullshit Your Way Through a Tarot Reading”. I read books that claimed that Tarot cards were magical incarnations of universal symbology that would act as a window to the spirit world. By and large the books would just give you horoscope-style platitudes you could associate with each card and left it to the reader to figure out cold-reading on their own.
And as it turns out, that’s not hard to do. In fact, it’s so easy that one can reasonably learn cold-reading without ever realizing that they were doing it. This is certainly facilitated by the fact that virtually everyone I ever had the occasion to read Tarot for really, really wanted them to be magical. They were always quite accommodating in my unconscious desire to trick them. And even when I walked away from a reading saying “well, I guess the magic just wasn’t there this time”, my querent was quick to dissuade me by telling me how amazing the experience was. And instead of responding with an incredulous “really?” I’d smile and nod and tell myself that I must have been wrong.
Of course, the subject of the reading wasn’t the only one desperate to be fooled. I wanted to wield magical powers at least as much as the people I was reading them for so I was willing to seize on just about any shred of dubious evidence that confirmed that. It was a mutual feedback loop of horseshit and it kept me satisfied for a decade.
To be perfectly honest, I kept reading the cards long after I’d admitted to myself that they were nonsense and I did so with the paper-thin justification that I was still giving good advice. Somehow I decided that misleading people about the very nature of the universe was okay as long as it came with a generically positive message.
I can’t pinpoint when that stopped being enough for me, but it was at least a decade ago. And while I haven’t had occasion to use them in ten years the memories and the beautiful artwork of my favorite deck has made them impossible to part with.
So fast-forward to about a month ago. I was listening to Cognitive Dissonance and Cecil was talking about having never been to a psychic. He said he’d love to have the experience to draw on, but he’d be damned if he was ever going to financially support those charlatans. So I sent along a message letting him know that I’d be happy to give him a Tarot reading over Skype sometime if he was serious about it.
Well, after a bit of back and forth, he invited me on his show to give a simultaneous reading to both him and his co-host. We’ll be recording it this Thursday, so over the last few days I’ve knocked the dust off of my old cards, brushed up on a few of the zodiacal associations and did a few practice readings. And much like rewatching a film I loved as a child, I was overwhelmed the entire time by just how mind-numbingly stupid the whole practice is. How could I ever have enjoyed this? How could I ever have bought into this? And how could I have ever fooled anyone else in to buying it?
I suppose that it’s possible I’m just not as sharp with them as I once was. Maybe I’ve just lost the magic. And, far more likely, maybe I was embarrassingly stupid ten years ago. Whichever is the case, I have to admit that I’m happy about it. After all, the worst thing I could be when doing a Tarot reading on a skeptical show is convincing.
No word yet on when the episode will be available, but as soon as I’ve got a link in hand I’ll be posting it here, Facebook and Twitter.
Tarot card is a tool to help you understand and intrepret what is out there.
A guide only - like when you are trekking a trek first time you use maps to guide you, but trekking the same trek umpteen times you know the way without the map but you will also know the surronding habitat,the do and don'ts and the animals in the surrounding that to look for and when to weary of Imagine now some city slickers turn up and try trekking and ask you for your help like the tarot card you use your skills and show them the path and tell them about the surroundings and more they would think your are the best trekker they have ever found - youstart to see a trend as you furthr experience down the route
I co-created a deck in the 80s that recently came back into print (just so you know it's not BS, do a search for my first and last name with tarot, and you'll see it... no advertising intended). When I was reading over the book to see what I'd written in those long-ago days, I think there must have been something of the "mysticism is nonsense" in me, because I hedged a lot about not taking it seriously in my commentary.
Mine have sat unused for over 20 years...i did some cold readings at a party (against my better judgement, but heavily urged into it) and "caught" a severe depression from one of the subjects, who, it turned out, had every right to be severely depressed. Took a week to shake, even knowing it was not mine. Done! Beware!
I have a deck that mostly stays in the box. If I am really stuck I will get them out and try to decide what the real problem is, flip the cards, figure out what the cards are suppose to be saying, gather them up and put them back on the shelf. Cant say they have ever helped but they are pretty and the reading is interesting.... so they distract me for a while mostly.
It has been proven that one can sense colors and color patterns with their hands. As you shuffle in communion with the Universe asking for guidance from positive forces - not God necessarily, the cards are sensed especially unconsciously and you place them in the order needed to answer the question. I have never been wrong and convinced a lot of skeptics.