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Tarot didn’t give me answers, but it helped me listen to myself. What started as a grounding practice during burnout became a powerful journaling tool and a language for intuition. If you’re curious to explore tarot the same way, join our first 2026 workshop: How to Read Tarot for Yourself—a cozy, creative afternoon of cards, writing, and sound. ✨
I messaged my singing teacher because I couldn’t make the 20:00 online class. My workload was insane, and I was unraveling too, stuck in the apartment with my dog. It was a shame to miss it. Those classes released my stress and grounded me in reality. After the scariest panic attack I’d ever had, reality was a top priority.
My job became a roommate, and I couldn’t leave the apartment. Life turned into a workaholic rollercoaster—some days up, working normally; other days a speedy downhill into my bed, opening Women Who Run with the Wolves at random, searching for a sign to blow everything up: quit this job and follow the white rabbit down an uncertain path.
The book never said anything, so I bought a tarot deck. The classic, with Pamela Colman Smith drawings. Major arcana only. Then, I devoured videos, websites, podcasts, and books about the cards. Eventually, I felt confident enough to read the cards for myself.
It took me a while to quit that job, and the next, and the next. Tarot didn’t tell me specifically what to do, but showed me what was rotten. It was like that friend who raises an eyebrow whenever you’re sabotaging yourself. Many times, I refused to accept it, so it kept mirroring what’s in me. It became a language to my intuition, and an inspiring tool for journaling.
Tarot is a tool that gathers a bunch of stories that convey universal truths. It is not a crystal ball that tells you what will happen. It’s not the predictive Lenormand deck.
I like things casual and easy—though I can also get desperate for answers from the outside. I know that’s when I need to quiet everything and listen to my own voice. I swear I’m not psychic, but my tarot can smell it and keeps showing me the High Priestess whenever I ask the same question, hoping for a different answer.
I think it’s synchronicity. Maybe our molecules develop a quantum relationship with the cards. Maybe it’s a spirit, your ancestors, a Goddess, or just luck.
It’s a tool, after all. And it’s up to you to choose what to believe.
I believe in writing, and I love using tarot cards as a journaling tool.
xoxo,
Tássia
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