Yesterday was Easter Sunday. Our tiny calico chose to sleep in my closet for most of last night instead of on my bed, a behavior that always seems to mark an energetic shift. I didn't think much of it at the time.
What started as a casual “hey, let’s try something weird” turned into one of the most unexpectedly fun and strangely accurate experiments I’ve had in a while.
I didn’t plan this. The universe did. Also, I may have set my altar slightly on fire. But it’s fine.
I don’t usually share my tarot readings like this, blasting my spreads into the void of the internet.
my letters from beyond the fire 