Legitimately why I picked up tarot reading though. I needed an introspective mindfulness activity. I used to do cognitive behavioral therapy with spreadsheets. It was informative but exhausting. I think it gave me a good set of foundational concepts, but realistically humans are just fundamentally meant to surround themselves with pretty rocks while talking about shared culturally inherited stories.
We scoff at them both, but seriously pick one and get comfortable, looking reality right in the butt-cheeks is bad for the soul.
Stop looking at the cheeks, grit those teeth, and give that anus a good gander.
(Full disclosure: I am not a therapist, but it’s good advice.)
Legitimately why I picked up tarot reading though. I needed an introspective mindfulness activity. I used to do cognitive behavioral therapy with spreadsheets. It was informative but exhausting. I think it gave me a good set of foundational concepts, but realistically humans are just fundamentally meant to surround themselves with pretty rocks while talking about shared culturally inherited stories.