Hello and good morning to all you special sugar addict out there that take the time to read my ramblings.
I had an un expected change of plans yesterday and ended up, right out of my comfort zone, going to the house of a friend where the only woman I know was that friend that took me along. Why did I go into a new environment where there were a mix of younger women all who I had very little in common with? The answer was they were all gathered to get their tarot cards read.
Something that I have never done, I am very open minded about things in the spirit world and readings. I had no expectations and really no idea what she was going to tell me. I was apparent from the start that she was taking too long with each private reading and it was going to be real late before she got around to everyone, if we waited that long. So by 11.30 it was well past my bed time and sitting on a hard wooden chair no doubt has something to do with the back pain that was slowly getting worse as I watched the clock.
MY turn! So in I went, she was plain and straight forward. No I had not been before, No there was nothing in particular that I wanted to know. I had to shuffle a large pack of cards and she then placed the down in front of her.
I was a push over and I needed to be harder
I had had my wings clipped
I had itchy feet for a new challenge
I was the rock that held everything together
There was a blockage that I was ignoring and until I got rid of it, I would struggle to move forward.
And then she stopped!
It was all to much she said, she could not "read" me. She was exhausted and in her 20 years this was the third time she had to stop a reading. Now should I be in panic mode? Was there something dark there that she could not tell me about? Is my life so bad shit crazy that it was all information overload for her after a long night? She could not unders stand the family card kept coming up and she had no idea why? So the night ended there, she had one more girls after me that she refused to do.
I felt like a little kid who went to a party and there was not enough party bags and I was left out! Bummer!
So what do you think girls? Is my world going to end? Is the blockage that pile of paperwork in the office that just does not go away? Or is the issues I have with my parents and my unloved upbringing? Yes I am the bolder that holds my dis functional family together and without me there would not be a sugar nellie family either.
I am sure she had a lot more to tell me, generally it was not specific but like all the other ladies it was specific to them in a way that they could convert it into their life's.
There also was a card of a naked back of a man with a big triangle on it. A HA! my sore back I thought but she did not get to that bit. But by the time I got home my back was so bad that I slept in the spare bed. This morning I am still there when hubby comes in bent double having put out his back! Mumbling and cursing me for being involved in witch craft. Truth be known if I had witchy powers it would not be a sore back he would be having! So I am laid up today, doped up with pain killers in the hope that it passes and I can get to work tomorrow.
I am going back to finish my reading as soon as I can because I am not intrigued. I am off to google those cards and see if I can find out what they mean because I am flat on my back and the computer is the only thing I am going to be working today.
Have a great Sunday and do take the time to tell me about your fortune and if it was cards or something else, I am really interested in know what you all think, truth or entertainment?