November 10, 2010 by Art of Cartomancy
I suppose everyone who connects with a predictive tool, regardless of what that oracle might be, has a freaky experience every now and again that defies logic, but proves the validity of the psychic connection.
I’ve recently picked up again on drawing daily Lenormand cards every morning for guidance and a heads-up on how my day will unfold.
Yesterday morning, Nov. 10, 2010, I drew the following cards:
My initial impression of these cards was sorrow around an elderly man/father-figure, and more specifically that an older man would pass away. Then I decided I was being overly dramatic since daily cards don’t usually forecast anything so sensational. Not to mention the fact that at the very least I should expect to see the Coffin to portend a death.
So I finally settled on the prediction that there would be some worry around a long-time friend, and I considered it might be my roommate. Then Last night he walked in the door from work sick as a dog (he he!), and he’s been in bed ever since with the flu. Bingo! Or at least that’s what I thought.
Then this morning while I was shuffling the cards for my daily draw, the Lily jumped out of the deck and landed on the floor. There’s that elderly man/father-figure again. Freaky, right? It gets even better. Next I drew the following cards:
Never mind the jumping Lily card. What are the odds of drawing two of the same cards in today’s spread as in yesterday’s spread , AND have them both appear in the exact same positions as yesterday? I’m not so hot with statistics, but I’m pretty sure the odds are stacked pretty high against it. The cards surely must be trying to tell me something important!
Well, I wasn’t really sure what to make of these cards. A Painful decision around a friend. Maybe they predicted that my roommate would make the painful decision to call out sick from work, which he very rarely did (his work ethic is admirable), but did in fact do today.
Then this evening we got the terrible news. My roommate’s grandfather passed away today. Imagine my shock. I know, I can hardly believe it myself, but I swear to you that the cards appeared exactly as I’ve described.
In retrospect, I figure the Crossroads was predicting the painful decisions following the old man’s passing, or maybe the Crossroads was referring to his separation from the physical, and journey to the other side.
This experience has taught me an important lesson: to always trust my intuition, and stick with my initial impression of a card spread no matter how improbably it may seem!