Has this ever happened to you? You’re trying to get to know a new deck, so you try a couple readings. They’re all duds. You can’t understand the imagery, the story of the reading is confusing, you are pretty much up a creek without a paddle.
You begin to panic: “oh no, I’m losing my touch” or “oh no, this deck and I are never going to get along” or “oh no, I knew I could only work with <insert your favorite deck here> after all!”
Terrifying stuff. I recently had this exact experience with The Tarot of the Hidden Realm.
First of all – I love this deck. I love the guide book, I love the imagery, I love how expressive every character in this Tarot is. The second I saw images online I knew I needed to have it.
But of course, the second I broke it out for a reading, I felt totally stagnated. Was it the deck’s fault? Was it mine? I wasn’t sure, and it was starting to worry me.
Something tells me that I rushed into my relationship with this deck. I started my journey with it by doing huge spreads – five, six, eight cards at a time. I was begging to see how all these incredible images worked together. But the more I tried to read, the more I found myself a little baffled by the characters, realizing I didn’t really know them as well I should.
Overwhelmed by my readings, I gave up on the deck for awhile, leaving it behind for fear that the two of us were just never going to communicate. Last night, I picked it up again, determined to get to know it a little better. Reading after reading after reading and I felt just as frustrated as before. Until.
There’s a spread in the back of the guidebook I felt like trying. For this spread, you have to divide the cards into their suits and pull one from each. And of course, J.J. screwed it up and let one wands card slip into the cups pile. Of ALL the cards I could have chosen, of course I chose the one botched card. It turned out to be just the card I needed to see.
Through that little error, my deck communicated to me that we do have a relationship. “All right, J.J., you are botching this right now – but it’s not like we don’t care about you, we just want you to adjust your behavior.”
Even if I’m rushing through getting to know the cards, they’re willing to put up with me if I pump my breaks and take this romance a little slower.
My plan? A daily draw with some meditation. Sleeping near the deck. Shuffling it a couple times a day. I’ve got to make it mine. And maybe then I’ll be able to communicate with it a little better. (Pssst – the Eight of Pentacles was my draw for the day! And it was perfect! Maybe the Tarot hears me after all!)