A few quick thoughts on reading, and the Death card.
I was watching a video by Vincent Pitisci this morning, and he gives a little take on the Death card. If you’re not familiar with him, please go check out his video, it’s short and you’ll get a great feel for his style. I only discovered him recently when I ran across a video of a talk he gave to the Theosophical Society so I’m still catching up myself. I wish I’d known about him sooner. I like his attitude and outlook on the Tarot very much. He’s practical, down-to-earth, and very funny. Definitely not the stereotypical Tarot card reader.
The first part of the video he put up this morning is a humorous way of advertising one of his books. The way he presents it he makes it sound like it’s just released but I checked and apparently it came out about a year and a half ago. That’s fine, I have no problem with him marketing his books. The second half of the video is his take on the Death card, and it’s hilarious.
I get so aggravated when I hear people (young people, mostly teenagers) bragging about how they accurately predicted a death the first time they ever gave someone a Tarot reading!! Ooo, scary.
Not so much.
I’m in the camp that the Death card does not predict literal, physical, actual death. Neither does pulling the Empress card mean you’re going to become an empress. The Tower card does not mean your building (or house) is going to be struck by lightning or that you’re going to fall out of it. The Chariot doesn’t mean you’re going to turn into a car.
So do not fear the Death card. Or any card. Life is a series of cycles. Some things have to end so other things can begin and take their place. My own divorce was such a moment. It felt devastating at the time. I was lost, frightened, my whole world was crumbling. Well, I’m here to tell you my only regret now is that it didn’t happen sooner. Sure, I struggled for a lot of years financially (ex didn’t pay support) but I am so much happier than I was when I was married. It really was the death of my old life, and a rebirth into a new freer life. Has it been all sunshine and roses? Of course not, but whose life is? The point is, the wheel keeps turning. That Death card is just one stop on the ferris wheel. Don’t be afraid to get on and ride.