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.
‘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.
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.
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.
For nearly forty years I have read tarot. I thought I knew what the Eight of Wands meant — until Claude proved me wrong.