“I take a look around my inner-scape and all I see is decimation,” I tell my therapist. Think: abandoned brutalist architecture, dystopian film, Chernobyl. For over a year, I could not harbor any life or laughter within myself. But last you left me, I had championed through, taken some lessons from the Death card, and leapt into my Fool era — which, let me tell you, has been a fantastic time.
Read MoreTypewriter Tarot-scopes blend astrology with Tarot pulls and creative prompts to help you connect with your magic in the month ahead. November’s Tarot-Scopes feature the Wild Unknown Archetypes Deck by Kim Krans.
Read MoreI can’t stop pulling the Death card, and I’m exhausted at the thought of what accepting its medicine entails. What more is there to lose? Clogging the drain, my hair. At the graveyard, my late friend Joe. All my remaining friendships, distant. Maybe it’s I who am untethered, afloat in the cosmos, devoid of blood and motion in my cells. I haven’t anything left to surrender.
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