Cosmos Conspires with Dippy Hippy Flutter Bys…

One of the things that gives me great pleasure in my job, is deflowering Tarot Virgins…

I don’t know what is, but it fills my little Tarot heart with glee…

I’m lucky in that I get to do it fairly frequently as I often read for parties, but even so, some nights are more magical than others. Last Saturday was such a night… a mixed group, with various previous experiences…

  • Oh… I love Tarot! My husband used to read all the time…
  • Mmm… I don’t know… I may have had Tarot… I got some kind of reading when I was in New Orleans…
  • Meh… I usually see a Medium…
  • Wow! I’ve not done this for over 20 years or so…

And in between the usual romance and career questions, I get a couple that I think I will find memorable for quite some time… it’s a toss up for my favourite… I can’t quite decide between – Ok, give me some inspirational tips for writing music…. and… Right! I’ll sort the future out, you tell me about my history!

But then right at the end of the night, just around midnight… down at my table, sits a man who says those words that I love to hear…

Ok… I’m gonna be straight with you, I’ve never ever done this before and can you please be gentle with me as I am in fact quite scared…

So I pretty much bust a gut with laughter and eventually compose myself enough to say…

Trust me, I’m going to bring you into my world in the most beautiful way possible…

And when we have both quite finished laughing then we begin…

So cards are shuffled and dealt and the gab that I have been gifted with is on full roll and I blah de blah de blah and hey- are you keeping up with all this?

Yes! Yes! Keep talking…

So I talk some more and even sing… then I apologise for my god awful noise…

No! No! No! Keep singing! That is very significant to me…

So we sing together…

I say to him… so how was that for you… not too scary?

Not scary at all, he says… so, can you just round that up in one groovy sentence?

Sure… I look at the cards… I look him the eye and I say…Follow your dream of transforming from a caterpillar into a butterfly man…

POOF!!!

Suddenly circling his head…

A flurry of red…

Red Admiral

Can you see that too?

We chorus in unison…

Yes!

Yes I can!

So we part and go our separate ways and carry warm smiles…

I get home and I think… that was rather odd to have a butterfly flutterby at that time of night… so I dig out an old book and I look up my friend the Red Admiral and no, not unusual for time of night, as he is a frequent midnight flyer… though unusual for time of year…

But what makes me smile is that I discover that he also goes under another name… an old English name…

Alderman…

And that delights me strangely as I met him in a Guildhall…

I’m not sure what that means, if anything at all…

But it feels like a sign…

But then again…

I’m a Tarot reader…

We sees signs…

EVERYWHERE!

😀

 

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