The High Priestess, Priestess of the Silver Star, Keeper of the keys. When she appears knowledge washes my subconscious. Not details, fragments, snippets of other times, places. The older you get the more you realise life is backwards, sideways, all at once. Time is not a straight line, it’s a scribble, difficult to unravel like… Continue reading secrets revealed
February 2020
the mask slips
When a questioner appears for a tarot reading they step into a world that is sacred to me. Tarot is my religion. The best readings are where the connection is genuine and mutual. The sitter respects my process & we go on a merry dance between two souls. A dance of escape, truth, possibilities… Continue reading the mask slips