- I was skeptical but somehow I ended up at a tarot card reading.
- She gave me some advice and predictions that I thought were bogus at first.
- But she turned out to be pretty accurate so far.
- No matter what happens, it taught me to get as many outside perspectives on love as possible.
The closest I’ve ever really come to believing in psychics was watching “That’s So Raven.”
The supernatural was just never really my thing. I grew up going to church, where those kinds of activities were discouraged, and I’ve always sort of operated on the idea that, as much as I am a control freak, it’s probably better to just let destiny play itself out.
That said, tarot cards actually do have a pretty rich history spanning over centuries, even if they weren’t my thing for the first 23 years of my life. Their origin isn’t specifically documented though they came to popularity in the 15th century, according to HowStuffWorks. Around 300 years later, they took a little bit of a more divine turn.
At worst, I’m a skeptic. At best, I’m very polite.
Politeness was what brought me to an event at a department store’s grand opening. A friend had invited me and I felt like I just had to oblige. As I did the whole obligatory networking small talk, I noticed each of the little attractions. There was a facial station, a place to get false eyelashes applied, another booth for flash tattoos, and in the very center of it all, a tarot card reader.
Somehow, I got shuffled into line for the tarot card reader. I could have either turned and hopped out of line and gone on my merry way while appearing extremely rude or I could have asked a question that had been on my mind while also doing the polite thing … especially considering that the tarot card reader and I had officially made eye contact at this point.
Oh God, I thought. Did she just read my mind?
Many believe tarot cards can help when you have a big decision to make.
Well, I did have some questions. According to Vogue, I’m not alone. Generally, people tend to find solace in psychics when they’re at a crossroads in their journey. “I wanted answers on why things had happened and whether or not we were going to get back together,” one source told the magazine.
I was also at a crossroads. I’d been through a breakup in the past year and felt as though my dating life had come to a standstill. I was feeling unfulfilled at work and at 24 was definitely reaching my own crossroads. Call me Britney Spears.
I sighed heavily and sat down as the reader, an older woman with blonde hair, told me that she liked my shirt. I looked down at my Selena t-shirt and said “thank you” while trying to clear my mind and not give away any signals. I’ll admit that I make a pretty lousy skeptic because all it took was just one compliment for me to trust her and let my guard down. Sorry, mom!
She told me to shuffle the deck before handing me the heavy stack. She told me to focus on a question as I shuffled and to clear my mind, which is no easy task for someone with anxiety like mine, but if I was going to head to the dark side, I’d decided to do it right.
With all my might, I shuffled like a poker champ and cleared my mind.
“When will I meet someone new?” I asked.
I’d like to say that it just popped in my mind without any sort of consideration, but truthfully, I’m that perpetually single person who’s also always screaming about being a Carrie, swiping right on Tinder, and planning my wedding in a top-secret Pinterest board. Cat’s out of the bag on this one.
I handed her the cards, asked her my question, and watched her work her magic.
As soon as she pulled the first card from the pile, she began to tell me a few a different things. She asked about my breakup, how long it’s been, how I’d been feeling.
“You need a year,” she said. “Your ex, was he a businessman? Smooth talker? Made big promises but couldn’t deliver.”
The tarot card reader totally got my relationship history.
Next, she told me that I’d been searching for someone and in a cycle of going to the same places with the same people. This was also very much the truth.
“Stop going to the same bars and using the same apps,” she said. “Has it worked so far?”
I shook my head. It hadn’t.
“I hope the next card isn’t what I think it is,” she said.
I gulped and prayed she wouldn’t be predicting my death.
“Yep,” she said as she pulled out the card. “You’re going to be duped. He’s going to be in the same boat you are, a smart, attractive man with an eye for business of his own. Sound familiar? Different guy, same story. Don’t fall for it. He’s not over his breakup.”
With the next card, she gave me a little good news.
“Professionally, you’re going to be taking some big steps later in the year,” she said. “Please focus on that. 2018 will be your year and I think you’re going to go places professionally. I have faith that you’ll be satisfied in that regard, so keep your eye on the prize.”
Finally, it seemed as though we’d come to the end. She grabbed my hand, probably sensing that I was a little been shaken by being so seen.
“You are focusing on finding a relationship when you’re still a little too vulnerable,” she said. “You’re going to meet someone in March, a full year after your breakup, but before that, don’t go on dates expecting to meet someone if you’re not at 100%. If you don’t check in with yourself, possibly focusing more on your career and your friendships, then you’re going to be just going on meaningless dates to fulfill some sort of void and just end up meeting guys who aren’t looking for anything consistent.”
“Keep me updated,” she said.
I got it, but soon enough, my inner skeptic left me shaking my head. Why would I need to update her? Everything felt so general, she was probably just guessing. Maybe I’d given away too many signals.
But it turns out, her prediction may have come true
A few weeks later, at a favorite bar of mine, I met a boy. He worked in business and he was totally into the idea of a relationship, even just from our first conversation. I fell hard and after a couple weeks of talking, we laughed at the psychic’s predictions.
But eventually, he’d decided that it was just too much too soon, especially after a breakup that had left him feeling introspective.
Sound familiar? The skeptic in me knew that it all felt very coincidental, but a small part of me knew that her advice was useful and that maybe I should follow it.
Tarot cards or not, getting different perspectives on your love life is important.
Here’s the thing. Whether or not you’re a believer, it’s always nice to take a step back and explore your relationships and where you’re at when it comes to dating. A psychic is certainly no therapist, but an outsider’s perspective can still spur a little bit of thinking outside the box and checking in with oneself when it’s necessary.
That sit-down taught me that sometimes it just takes a little bit of prodding from someone unfamiliar to take the necessary steps for self-evaluation. If I hadn’t consulted her, I probably wouldn’t have noticed some of my own patterns or been a little bit more self-critical in regards to my approach.
Would I go to another tarot card reader? For fun, absolutely. I’d still ask important questions and take the most useful pieces of their answer to inform my behaviors.
Her predictions have turned out to be completely true so far, which is so Raven. It’s fun to believe in the accuracy and mysticism of it all, though I still remain a bit skeptical.
Will I meet someone come March? Maybe. I’ll keep you updated.