My favorite method of divination is using Tarot Cards. I
like that they leave room for many interpretations and that one must think
about what the cards are saying and work it into their situation in life. Some
may think that Tarot is a bit general, but I think if it is used correctly, it
is actually very able to give some great advice, through the eyes of the
subject at hand. I bought my first, and only, Tarot deck in the first
metaphysical store I ever stepped in. I was in Alpine, CA in 1993. I was 19
years old. This deck is very well used. I have thought about replacing the deck, but have used it for so long that we have a great partnership that I am quite akin too.
I also enjoy the art of palm reading. I find it very
interesting how our palms show so many attributes without really having any
input besides the lines and their meanings. It amazes me how accurate palm reading
seems to be. I once ran a palm reading booth at a school’s Halloween carnival
fundraiser. My booth raised the MOST money and the line was the longest, all
night long. The towns people were a bit odd with me for a while, but they were
are very respectful and even though some bad things came true, they were kind
and some even thanked me for preparing them for the outcomes. I never did that
again. I just really had no idea that it would happen as it did.
Early in my life, I experienced Ouija boards. Due to my
experiences with them, I no longer touch them. My first experiences with Ouija
boards were as a very young girl. I would watch my mother, her sisters and my
grandmother use Ma’s Ouija board (Ma is my grandma, who did not like being
called grandma). They would use it as a way to communicate with dead family
members… or so it seemed at my ripe old age of 8, lol. (The one in the photo below is just like Ma's board. BTW, in the end she didn't like it very much either.)
Moving forward a bit… at about 12 years old, I had a
Halloween themed slumber party. Early in the evening, my mom told the guests
that spirits liked to enter the house through the basement door (she wasn’t
serious, I promise). The girls all laughed and we went about entertaining
ourselves using Ma’s Ouija. The girls asked questions and used it as the game
they thought it was. They were okay until it said I would die at 18 and named 2
girls who were present and 3 who were not, as dying with me. That freaked them
a bit, but I laughed it off and we went down to eat some grub.
Later that evening, my mom, 2 aunts and a cousin did a séance
that my guests watched. This was my first séance. I saw a candle move on the
mirror, in a circle. My mother stopped the séance before it really progressed
any further (later admitting that she felt heat coming into her and freaked out
about it a bit). As I helped my Aunt pick up the room, the basement door
opened. We both got a bit freaked, but shook it off and went on with the party.
That night, I saw my first shadow in a mirror. I know, that
sounds crazy, but it was there, I swear. Over the next few months, I spent my
time avoiding the mirrors in the house. Essentially, I ran from the mirrors.
Finally, Ma called my mother and told her to bring me over. She
feared that I was going crazy. She didn’t want Mom to have to institutionalize
me! Oh My!!! Mom and Ma got on the Ouija and talked to it about this Bubba that
first came through. They got out of the board that Bubba was trying to get
through to my mom, but she was ignoring him. Ma asked him to leave me alone.
After that night, I no longer saw shadows in mirrors.
Granted, I was still nervous about them. Honestly, I had an “interesting”
relationship with mirrors for at least 10 years after this experience. But, my
mom had something happen that made the family accept my experience as real
rather than crazy… thankfully.
Mom went to work one day and was down in a tank doing x-rays.
She was an x-ray technician who inspected gas tank train cars. She was getting
ready to go back out of the tank. She had shined her flashlight on the manhole
exit and read “Bubba was here” around the hole. She got freaked a bit and got
out of the train car. She asked around the shop who Bubba was. No one knew
anyone named Bubba except an old friend of hers who used to work with her at
another company a few years ago. It turns out that one of their co-workers from
there had died just before my party. And guess what? His nickname was Bubba.
On my 18th birthday two friends of mine threw me
a grand party. I was quite lucky to have friends who were older than me and
that loved to throw parties! One of my friends invited a cop, which made me
nervous because my teenage friends and I wanted to partake in some smoking,
which would have been problematic. So, we took a cruise. As we drove along Rt.
6, smoking it up and heading towards Camelot Bowl (the teenage handout at the
time) I recalled the names of the people that the Ouija said would die with me
on my 18th birthday. Everyone piled into that car was on that list.
Just as I began to panic and insisted that we pull over, a semi truck came at
us, head-on. My friend, pulled off the road and we all got out of the car. They
were all laughing at me, except one (who was at my party that listed everyone
in that car). Once I got a grip, and smoked some, we piled into the car and
went the rest of the way to Camelot. Needless to say, I did not physically die
that night. My “no fear” attitude did die. I no longer played with things I did
not understand. I no longer took my life for granted. I was thankful that I had
lived to tell this crazy tale!
The point of this assignment was to state my favorite form of
divination and to express a particularly moving experience I have had with
divination. My experience with an Ouija board and séances has been my most
moving experience to date. I will not even be around this “game” as they make
me quite nervous and I have never attempted a séance since. I realize that many
people to do not see the Ouija as a divination tool, but my experience has
taught me a bit differently.
I hope I didn't bore you to death with this accounting! If you
actually read this far, thanks for sticking with me and I hope you got
something of value out of it! Blessed be!
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