A New Path

A New Path

I was sixteen the first time I saw a deck of Tarot cards. I had heard of them, and been intrigued by the concept. But my knowledge of the spiritual realm was strictly superstitious. I’d been taught that Tarot belonged in the occult category: highly suspect and deliciously naughty, but not something to be taken seriously.

Various circumstances led me to view the world with different eyes.

No one taught me the history of Tarot, or worked with me to gain an understanding of the cards. My first deck was gifted to me with little instruction. I tried to learn them for a while, but over time, put them aside, then finally gave them away when the culture I lived in deemed them dangerous.

Fast forward twenty-five years to the recent past. Various circumstances led me to view the world with different eyes. As a human, I became more open to ways of understanding the world that weren’t easily reconciled with Evangelical beliefs. As a writer of fantasy and science fiction, I began to research mythologies and magic.

Then one day, over lunch with friends, I heard about a place called Cassadaga, billed as the psychic capital of Florida. Not only does it sit on a ley line, but it was founded by people specifically intent on connecting with the spiritual realm. I was intrigued.

Not surprisingly, my next fantasy story was set in Cassadaga, giving me the perfect excuse for a research trip to the little town. Since one of the scenes in the story includes a Tarot reading, of course I had to have my cards read.

By the end of the trip, I was more than intrigued. A new Tarot deck, along with a book on how to read the cards, sat in the passenger seat, and I spent the ride home with the psychic’s words revolving in my brain. Several of her predictions and comments turned out to be correct. Others remained unprovable or ephemeral, but the positive experience led me to explore the cards for myself.

Researching the history and nature of the Tarot…

As I researched the history and nature of Tarot, I found that most of what I had been taught was skewed by a world view whose agenda I was only beginning to apprehend. The cards aren’t powered by evil. Nor are they, as it is commonly understood, a method of fortune telling. Instead, they are a medium for conversing with the Divine. That conversation can lead the seeker to making better decisions, and therefore building a better future. But mostly, the cards offer a path to understanding, both of the Divine and of myself.

Tarot has not been the only change in my belief system. There are questions and objections to the beliefs of Evangelical Christianity surfacing now that I buried for decades. Tarot has simply been one way of seeing that has recently opened up to me, helping provide a path to change that I didn’t know existed.

It is unsettling, and often painful, to find that so much of what I believed for so long is less true than I had been taught.  But it is also fascinating and wonderful that a new connection to the Divine is possible.

So, here I go. Stepping out onto a new path, one card at a time.


Moving Day

Well folks, it’s been awhile.

Since March, in fact.

I have no excuse, except the usual, which is, you know…

Life.

There were several conferences, a book launch or two, new platforms, editing other authors, becoming a board member for FWA (Yay!) and a ton of other stuff, but really, it all comes down to just one word: Life.

And now I’m moving.

Which is also life, but more like, a life interrupted or something, which sounds a great deal more ominous than it, in fact, is. But highly stressful all the same. I am not looking forward to it.

Or rather, I am, but mostly to the after part. New house, closer to my daughter and her family, a whole new office with a tad more distance between my work and my private life – all of that will, in the end, make it worth it.

But in the meantime…

Yeah, not looking forward to the actual moving part.

So, before I run off and leave you for a week of some of the most stressful adulting a human being has to endure, here’s what’s been happening.

March:

Jax Book Fest was a blast. Got to meet some new readers, give out some prizes and hang out with some of my most awesome writer peeps.

  It doesn’t get much better than that. 

A little later in the month, I took a research trip to Cassadaga Florida, where one of the stories in Changelings is set. It was one of the most interesting trips I’ve taken in a long time. So much so, that this week me and my bestie, Tracie Roberts, are going again.  I can’t wait! I’m hoping we’ll get to see even more than I did on my first trip. 

Then came April, when I facilitated the FWA Focus Day on Craft. We had four presenters and learned a great deal. I am so lucky to work with such great people!

In May I was a featured author at I ❤ Books here in Jacksonville. It was a great experience, and a psychic informed me that my thirteenth book would be a blockbuster! Here’s hoping.

I also started a new hobby ~ rock tumbling. My grandson thinks this is the greatest thing ever and can’t wait to do it again. I have to admit, we came up with some very nice stones.

It wasn’t all sunshine and roses in May. We lost our cousin and dear friend, Mitch. We will always miss him.

In June it was off to the races again with another conference.

This time we were Cocoa Beach for the SCBL reader/writer conference and it was, as usual, fabulous. I got to give out more prizes, AND I launched my new book, Changelings. Could not have asked for a better time. 

 

 

 

Also in June, I facilitated the second and final FWA Focus Day for 2018, this one on DIY Marketing. Again, great presenters and staff made for a wonderful, helpful event that I think all the attendees enjoyed.

Now it’s July and I’m working on finishing my next book, The Heart’s Last Hope. I’ll be launching it after the move, some time in late August/early September.

In the meantime, I’ll be counting my blessings. Looking back over these past few months, it strikes me that I have a lot to be thankful for. If I’ve been busy, it’s been mostly great things, and I don’t want to ignore that, so I won’t.

For now, I have to shift my focus to moving. Not far, but still…

Moving.

So, until next time ~ Live, Laugh and Love, because after all, what else is there?

 


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