Confessions of a Tarot Addict: My Journey from Skeptic to Believer


I confess, I've always been a bit of a skeptic. The kind of person who needs to see it to believe it. Tarot cards? To me, they seemed like nothing more than a fancy deck of playing cards. At best, an intriguing party trick. How could a pack of printed cards possibly hold any real insight or meaning? I rolled my eyes and shrugged it off. Oh, how wrong I was.

Tarot? More like Tar-no

In the beginning, my journey into the world of Tarot was purely accidental. A friend, an ardent Tarot enthusiast, offered to do a reading for me. I didn't expect much – at most, an entertaining way to pass the time. But I agreed, mostly out of curiosity, with a smidge of amusement thrown in. My first reading was surprisingly… well, accurate. It seemed like a mere coincidence, an impressive guess, nothing more. But then, as the readings became more frequent, and their revelations uncannily accurate, the skeptic in me began to crumble.

From Tarot-curious to Tarot-smitten

Something shifted during my third reading. My friend drew the 'Hermit' card and began to interpret it. The card, she explained, indicated introspection, self-discovery, a journey inward. As she revealed the card's meaning, I felt a strange sense of resonance. It was like someone had held up a mirror, reflecting my innermost feelings. I'd been feeling isolated, disconnected, lost in my thoughts, and in desperate need of solitude. The Hermit, it seemed, knew it all.

Unveiling the Mystique

After that, I was hooked. I dove headfirst into understanding the Tarot – its history, its symbolism, its practice. I learned that Tarot cards were not about predicting the future but about reflecting our present circumstances, our subconscious thoughts, and feelings. Each card was a mirror, reflecting a different aspect of our inner world.

The more I learned about the Tarot, the more I felt its pull. Tarot was no longer a party trick; it had become a tool for introspection and personal growth. I couldn't get enough. I was officially a Tarot addict.

Decked out in Destiny

I eventually got my own deck and began to practice reading for myself. The Tarot cards became a daily source of guidance, inspiration, and reflection. Each card I drew resonated with me on a personal level. The more I used them, the more attuned I became to their symbolism and the insights they offered.

From Skeptic to Believer

So, there you have it, my transformation from a Tarot skeptic to a Tarot believer. And while I'm still a firm believer in the power of logic and evidence, I've come to realize that there's a place for intuition and introspection as well. For me, the Tarot is a bridge between these two worlds. It's a tool that allows me to tap into my subconscious, reflect on my current circumstances, and gain new perspectives on my life.

I'm now a proud Tarot addict. I use my deck daily for guidance, and I share my love for the Tarot with others, hoping to shed light on its true purpose and potential. I've learned that the Tarot is more than a deck of cards. It's a mirror, a guide, a friend. It's a journey inward.

So here's to the Tarot, and here's to the journey. Here's to the skeptics turned believers, and to those who are just beginning their Tarot voyage. May your cards always reflect your truth, and may your journey be filled with insight, growth, and self-discovery. After all, as any Tarot addict will tell you, once you start, there's no turning back.