My tarot journey has been anything but a straight path
and has certainly had its share of twists, turns and moments of getting
completely lost.
Along the way I’ve
found many treasures that will stay with me all my life.
Right now though…. I’m lost.
I think a couple of years ago I suffered a
severe case of tarot burnout.
Reading
about the cards and reading with the cards had come to consume most of my spare
time, and much of my not spare time as well.
I was viewing the world through the lens of the cards and found little
time for much else despite the fact that I was a mum to two young girls and had
rather a lot else on my plate.
In
looking back, I believe tarot saved me from losing my mind during those early
years of my children’s lives, during the nappy changes and the playing in the
park.
It gave me something to keep my
mind stimulated, it allowed for a wonderful balance where I had a full
emotional life but also an inspired intellectual life as well.
So what happened?
I walked away. I
got to a point where I was so sick of thinking about tarot that I just couldn’t
stand it anymore. I had the privilege of
being asked to speak at a conference about tarot history and I had the
opportunity to present my ideas to one of my tarot heroes as well as the author
of one of the first tarot books I ever read.
It was a high point and at the time I felt that it was the fitting end
to my tarot ‘career’. Where could I go
from that I had wondered, why not just stop while I’m at such a high point? And so I did.
I packed up a lot of my books and a significant part of my collection
and I started to read about other things and do other things. This would have been all well and good except
for the enormous gaping void I felt was now a part of my life. The sense that something was missing was
overwhelming. It was like I had lost a
part of myself. What was I supposed to
do now? It’s wonderful when we find
something we are so passionate about, learning is no effort, and you seem to almost
inhale books and manage to remember vast amounts of information. So, when you walk away it feels quite
painful. I wondered why I had dedicated
so much time and effort to something that had effectively led to nothing. In retrospect I don’t feel so much like that
now, I see how valuable it was for my personal growth alone, but at the time I
felt like I’d wasted so much time and then just thrown it all away.
As you can see from the posts on this blog I did try and
hold on to it here and there. I’d come
back to the cards, have a play around, try and write something new. I tried different ways of looking at tarot,
experimented with different systems, but it just didn’t hold my interest the
way it used to. It had become an effort,
rather than a joy. I was lost.
I can now see that a lot of the 12 years I spent learning
about tarot was in part me seeking some meaning for my life. Tarot gave me the opportunity to learn about
Astrology, mythology, Qabalah, neo-Platonism, most world religions, numerology
and much more. I began to use tarot as a
framework to build my own personal philosophy around, and that was the bit that
was hard work. I could never make
everything fit, I explored the Golden Dawn system, Etteilla’s system, intuitive
tarot, pagan tarots, and mythology based decks and on and on it went. I could never find the perfect system to make
it all fit. But I tried.
When I walked away from tarot it was like giving up part
of what I believed about the world. I
was so lost and so empty I began to see that tarot was a crutch for me in many
ways. It allowed me to use my intellect
but in some ways it prevented me from gaining real wisdom, too much thinking,
not enough doing. The fact was, for
someone so interested in tarot, my real interest was learning about tarot
rather than using tarot. This of course
is fine but as I was in a position of teaching others to read the cards it
started to feel a touch inauthentic.
Another reason to walk away.
It’s now almost two years since I let go of my passion
for tarot. I’ve had a few brief
encounters along the way but otherwise I’ve been doing other stuff. A home renovation was a perfect distraction
as it consumed me for about six months.
Does the gaping void feel any smaller?
Not really. I haven’t found a new
passion and I sometimes wonder if I ever will.
I did however, just the other day, have a realisation about the meaning
of life. Quite by accident, less than a
week later, I found myself with a deck of cards before me. How lovely it was to pick them up and shuffle
again. I was amazed at just how familiar
it seemed. It was in many ways
comforting to know that all that I had done and learnt in that twelve years had
stayed with me. The break away has given me a new insight as I’ve been able to
take a step back and see the bigger picture.
I also feel a lot less pressure knowing I don’t need to use the cards to
‘work out’ the meaning of life, or to be a framework for my beliefs. I’ve sorted that out separately. Now the cards can be for pure joy, no
pressure, just going with the flow and seeing where the journey takes me. I’d love to think that I can somehow bring
tarot back into my life. I so loved
teaching others about these fascinating cards, and contributing to the tarot
community. I felt inspired enough to
write this blog entry despite my absence of nearly six months. I can’t imagine what will happen from here or
how or if I’ll integrate tarot back into my life. I guess time will tell.
When I first began typing this post I drew the Moon card from my favourite deck, The Ancient Italian. In many ways this is perfectly fitting. I'd like to hope that the Moon peeking out from behind the clouds is some kind of sign that I can somehow 'see the light' again. Perhpas the lobster on the plate is a sign that much of the work is done. There are ships sailing on the horizon. Flowers are in bloom. Maybe a good thing? Maybe an illusion? Maybe I've connected with tarot again? Maybe not? Maybe I'll fill that empty space at last? Maybe I'll keep wandering, aimlessly searching for something new? Maybe? Maybe!
You can read more about the wonderful Ancient Italian deck
here.
