Along my way, I met a Tarot reader. I have had some very insightful readings in my life. Some very startlingly correct readings, and some seriously make me laugh out loud wrong readings. The person was a friend and she was very confident in her readings. While I did not find the answers I wanted I did find it interesting enough to investigate. So far here is my take on Tarot. It is like singing, some are a natural,some do it really well, some are okay and some can not do it at all. It does not mean it is Hooey! It is just like everything else some can and some can't. I try. Yet I find that I tilt the reading to my liking, hardly helpful. I would never offer to read another's cards with out telling them, do not bet the farm on this because I am still learning. What I have found very useful to myself in Tarot is that by asking the cards and thinking over something a reading I do for myself, does offer me alternate things to consider. Maybe something I had not considered. Even a completely new angle to show me maybe I am not seeing the whole picture. I do find it a helper when I am pondering something big, to remind me to look in more than one direction or try something I traditionally would not have considered.
I have met several readers, since my friend that first introduced me to learning about Tarot. As a matter of fact, I found a wonderful group of friendly kind hearted people that follow varying versions of Wicca, Paganism and other versions of Nature based practices. In this group no one tells me I am wrong to think xyz or that it must be done a certain way. The only thing they do keep up front is Harm None. That is a rule kept forefront, ay dumb questions are not ignored but answered. I would hope that there would be kind groups of people all over the world who would be so kind to other late bloomers like my self.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
How this came to be
After being hurt and abandoned by the church I was raised in i moved to a friendly Baptist church and made some wonderful friends and learned some really interesting differences in the two belief systems. After moving away and being unable to find a non-denominational church home I settled on having a private personal relationship with God. I was never much into the Jesus part, mostly because of going to confession as a Catholic. It seemed silly to have a middle man. Much to my mothers dismay I refused to go to confession because if God was all knowing there was no need for me to tell a priest if I had been bad, God already knew! Same idea with the Jesus issue. Father, Son and Holy Ghost according to the way I was taught, were all one in the same. So why bother? Just go to the head honcho.
After years of praying when I cleaned house, when I walked the dogs, when I worked in the yard. Praying all the time, having my little chats with God. I was sitting in a doctors office and it occurred to me Bull crap!
It was an awakening to me that I had been "programmed" to believe all the God stuff and I believed it because that was what I was told to do. I never made a real informed decision about what I believed!
In that moment, I declared myself an atheist.
I felt so angry about having been hoodwinked into religion and really all religion ever did was take money and tell people what to do. I spent several years very bitter. I was not arrogant enough to think there was no power greater than myself. I acknowledge there are many powers in this world stronger than myself. Nature being the first to come to mind.
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