May your Cups runneth over
My coven had a wild snd wonderful session on Sunday. We conjured up a birthday party, built a tarot altar and did some channeling/automatic writing.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, you might be the one asking the questions and pointing to the face-down cards for the answers. But the cards choose you and they ask you more questions in return.
I asked my teacher if you can consciously choose a card because you like it. Like, I’m a Gemini and my life path is six; should The Lovers (6) be “my” card?
She’s too nice to ever tell you you’re special. But she’s like well, do this:
Pick a card that you’d like to reflect your future …
Meditate on it …
And ask the universe to bring you what you wish, in a way that serves your highest good … AND THE GOOD OF THOSE AROUND YOU.
In other words, you don’t have it. And you might not get it.
But hey, you cheeky little monkey, dream big.
I’ll meditate on this one.
