Shock
On the train back from Upper Bavaria, the strange feeling came over me that somewhere out there, a place was calling. That night I dreamed of an old evangelical parsonage with a pond. The next morning, I found the listing online.
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The Wolf
‘The world must be romanticised,’ wrote Novalis. I am not sure he had a large grey wolf in mind — but mine appeared during a meditation retreat and has refused to leave.
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The Message
‘Have you lost your mind?’ my ego shrieked. ‘And today is Friday the 13th!!!!’ I uploaded the ad anyway. Twenty minutes later, I had a reply.
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The Pond
Wish yourself a dream,’ my inner voice whispered. I had no idea that by the following morning, the dream would lead me to the place I now call home.
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My Tarot Master
I was lying in bed in my pyjamas, eating chocolate and reading Harry Potter, when I was nearly flung out of bed by an invisible force. Apparently, my tarot master had received my letter.
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Tarot meets AI
For nearly forty years I have read tarot. I thought I knew what the Eight of Wands meant — until Claude proved me wrong.
