Pick A Card, Any Tarot Card

Wella, wella, wella, I was dusting my office this morning, which includes my computer, desk, a few pictures, my workout weights {I know, they needed dusting too}, books, a few bookcases filled with more books, and cute little boxes of tarot cards.  As I was dusting, I realized that I have almost more cute little tarot card boxes than there are weeks in a year.  

I can’t believe what I have accumulated; now that I think about it, I know a few other boxes of cards are tucked away (okay, okay, stashed away) in random drawers around the house.  

For example, there are a few boxes in the kitchen drawer, and one box, in particular, sits beside my tea kettle, looking at me every day, wondering when I will pick a card.  I pretend I can’t see it, and so far, it hasn’t left the counter; it is still waiting for me.  

I imagine my guides are laughing hysterically and falling over themselves while copiously drinking giant mugs of something bubbly, all the while singing “48-Boxes of Tarot Cards on the Wall, 48-Boxes of Tarot, she takes one out, forgets about it, and gets another box of tarot cards out”.  

You see, for the longest time, and I mean like a long, long time, centuries possibly, I was afraid of tarot cards!  Yes, I was scared of some of the pictures and that they might tell me something I didn’t want to hear and/or show me something I didn’t want to see, and I was right.  Things progressed in my life like this:  

In the late 1990s and early 2000s, significant events were happening in my life, and some were potentially quite dramatic sigh …

Me: Having the shiftiest day ever, nothing appears to be going as planned, people are leaving my life, I’m relocating to a new city, I don’t know if I’ll still have the corporate job that that I don’t like, but it pays me very well, sighs again … who will I be without my job title, laptop, cell phone, pager, on-call schedules, regular circle of friends and neighbours and colleagues, oh, haaalpp meeeeee, oh lawrdee lawrdee, please gives me a sign!!  

Tarot Card Box: Choose a card and receive insights into your life

Me: Fine, but it better be a good one!

Tarot Card: “Everything is working out for you, expect the best in life” {depicts a smiling cartoon face with light beams coming out its eyes, – right, Roger that, this is definitely not happening today}

Me: Stupid card, it must be defective; I will choose another box

Tarot Card: “The best is yet to come” {there are some pretty gold and pink bubbles on this, with some birds flying around; this is ridiculous; those birds will probably steal my fries on a nice day at the beach and shift on the windshield on the way home}

Me: Who makes this shift up?  I will look at a brand-new box.

Tarot Card: “The Tower” {there is a picture of a lightning bolt hitting a tower, this doesn’t look friendly at all, and I’m getting nervous; there are some indicators in the little booklet that says life will have a tower moment of changes.  That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear, but it was what was going on at the time, so I will put this box away and give another box of cards one last chance}  

Me: This is it; I have a mess all over the place with these cards, and I look like a casino dealer at the BlackJack table on an all-you-can-eat buffet high rollers kind of night, so this box had better give me the correct answers, I’m soooo done with this; this one is a big box with big cards called “Osho Zen Tarot,” so it must be good given the packaging (what did I know lol).

Tarot Card: It had one word, “Conditioning” and a picture of a lion surrounded by fluffy sheep.

Me: Well, that’s a nice picture; I’m a Leo in astrology.  Maybe there’s something here for me to look into, so I took the little instruction manual booklet and read up on that card as follows:

“The Conditioning Osho Zen reminds us of an old tale of Zen; there was a lion raised by a herd of sheep, and he grew up with the thought that he was a sheep.  Until an old lion caught him and took him to a pond, where he could see himself reflected in the water.  Many of us are the same as this lion – the shape of us is not created directly from our experience but from the other’s thoughts.  A “personality” which is externally imposed instead of the one developed inside.  We become a sheep in the herd, cannot move freely, and be unaware of our true identity.  It is time to take a look at your own reflection in the pond in order to believe in yourself.  

While sheep always go in groups, with a hope that it would be cozy within a herd.  In the herd, sheep feel safer and protected.  If he is attacked, someone in the herd will save him.  However, go alone? – Only lion dares.

Every one of us is born as a lion, but society is constantly putting conditions on us, programming our minds, transforming us into a sheep.  Society gives you a personality, warm, cute, very harmonious, and obedient.  

Society wants slaves, instead of those who truly devote themself to freedom.  Society wants slavery because all the guaranteed rights require obedience.” 

Me: Woah!!!  This box of cards has rocked my world; there is truth here.  Because I am still uncertain, it will be best that I put this box of cards on the shelf and the rest of these into a few drawers and hide them on myself.  A better smiley happy box of tarot cards will come to me someday, and I will have all the answers from the tarot cards to my life’s shiftiest of shift-storm kind of days because it’s never me, no-no-no; it’s just that I need a better box of tarot cards.

And this, my dear friends, is what had been going on for at least the past 20 some-odd years; it is amazing how the you-niverse has us collecting things that we really don’t think we’ll ever use, but for some reason, we can’t let go of them, and then one day, everything makes sense.

As time went on, I used the Osho Zen Tarot Cards more and more frequently, to the point that my family and friends were dropping in or calling me up asking, “Hey, pull some cards for me, my life is going really well, and I want more of it,” or “Hey, I know you know your stuff, you’re the best, can I come by for a tarot card reading, my life is falling apart.” I would pull a card to see if I was supposed to do this, and Bingo Bango Bongo put some of that mango in your tango; I became an OSHO Tarot Card reader and a very good one at that!  

I realized that there are incredible amounts of understanding, Love and truth in these tarot cards.  Combined with my intuitive guidance, there is always a HUGE, GINORMOUS revelation offering clarity, lots of giggles, understanding, and loving insights into your life’s adventures, experiences, and your Soul’s most magical-mystical-tour journey.  

Oh, and by the way, my guides have fallen all over themselves, snorting and laughing.  I can hear them in the far away distance singing, “1 more box of tarot cards on the wall, 1 more box of cards, she’ll take one out and pass it around, no more boxes of cards on the wall”.

“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you really are.” ~ Carl Jung

“We are limited, not by our abilities, but by our vision.” ~ Khalil Gibran

“You will be wiser when you’re older.” ~ Matthew Delooze

Guided Thoughts from a Psychic Medium