Tag: discernment

  • 7/7 Portal Musings: Psalm 77, The Chariot & Synchronicity

    7/7 Portal Musings: Psalm 77, The Chariot & Synchronicity

    Portal schmortal. I must admit, I sometimes wonder if these numerology portals are just New Age nonsense. That said, I have paid attention to some of them when intuition nudged me to, especially the triple portals where the day, month and year all carry the same number.

    I decided to dig around in memory for when the 7th of July was a triple portal. That would have been in 2023. My memory isn’t great, so I looked through my blog posts over on angelorum from July 2023. It was a busy month of blogging, apparently, and about half the posts no longer resonate.

    While I found nothing on the day itself, I did find a 777 portal tarot spread from the 5th of July. If you resonate strongly with number portals, you might wish to take this spread for a spin today.

    7/7 Psalm Magic

    I also decided to look up Psalm 77. According to Anna Riva, in Powers of the Psalms, this is a psalm to use against despondency and lack of faith.

    That kind of synchronicity speaks to me far more than the idea of a numerology portal. In July 2023, I was still in the throes of religious trauma recovery, trying to write my way through it. Hence, the copious amount of blog posts that month. This was and still is my neurodivergent way of coping with any form of trauma.

    Looking back, I can see that the real issue wasn’t a lack of faith in God so much as a lack of faith in myself. I hadn’t yet learned to trust my own discernment.

    The Chariot

    Perhaps that’s why The Chariot came to mind this morning. As the seventh Major Arcanum, and traditionally linked with Cancer, it speaks of harnessing opposing forces and moving forward with intention. The Chariot doesn’t succeed through brute force but through inner alignment. When our will and our deeper purpose pull in the same direction, life begins to move again.

    For so long, childhood abuse, abandonment and trauma left my will feeling broken. Without knowing and trusting our own will, we easily fall prey to doubts and despondency.

    A Reading About Despondency

    Yesterday, I spoke to someone near and dear to me. They were feeling very despondent, so this morning I lit a candle and read the Psalm over their situation. I also pulled some cards for them. I love how clearly the Oracle of the Hekatean Path and the Biblical Tarot spoke to the situation.

    Tarot and oracle reading for 7/7 featuring Nykteria of the Night from the Oracle of the Hekatean Path above the Ten of Candles, Three of Feathers and Queen of Candles from the Biblical Tarot on a deep red cloth.

    The 10 of Wands (here called Candles) testify to the state of feeling at the end of one’s tether and simply not knowing if one has the strength to carry on. The 3 of Swords (here called Feathers) shows that there is a real need to shed some tears. Tears can remove blockages and relieve tension so that we can breathe again.

    The final card, the Queen of Wands/Candles, is how I see this person. They are much more resourceful than they think they are, and so very beautiful, artistic and charismatic. Yesterday, I found myself reminding them how very loved they are, and it boggled my mind that someone so stunningly beautiful would ever need such a reminder. Yet that’s what despondency does. It blinds us to our own light.

    But it also showed me that they will bounce back very soon, and that filled me with hope. It also reminded me of all the times I bounced back from the pit of despair.

    Whether or not 7/7 is really a “portal” almost feels beside the point now. This morning became a doorway for me, not because of numerology, but because it invited me to look back and notice how much has changed. Three years ago, Psalm 77 would have described my own heart. Today, it became a prayer for someone else. That’s the kind of synchronicity I trust. Not one that tells me what to believe, but one that quietly reveals how far I’ve come.

    purple lisa signature

  • Alex Reads Tarot No More: A Lesson in Spiritual Grace

    Alex Reads Tarot No More: A Lesson in Spiritual Grace

    Yesterday, I learned that a popular TikTok Tarot reader with 1 M+ followers quit the world of Tarot. She used to go by ‘Alex Reads Tarot’ and was so successful that pop singer/songwriter Hayley Williams name-dropped her in one of her songs. Before yesterday, I had heard of neither.

    Alex is young enough to be my daughter, and my heart goes out to her. I watched her farewell video after stumbling across someone’s cynical take on why she quit and how that somehow, supposedly makes her a ‘grifter.’

    Watching Alex’s Farewell Video

    I didn’t see a grifter in the 10-minute TikTok video. I saw a tense, responsible young woman trying to make the best of a difficult situation. Before me was someone who felt obligated to let the world know about the internal storm of consciousness that was taking place inside her, and that led to the difficult decision to leave the successful place in the Tarot community she had worked so hard to earn.

    There were no signs of detachment from reality, and I wouldn’t want to attempt to diagnose her with religious trauma. Needless to say, for me, it brought plenty of memories of my two major religious trauma relapses.

    Watching Alex’s video also forced me to confront an uncomfortable memory about myself.

    Why I Judged Doreen Virtue

    In 2017, when Doreen Virtue announced that she had become a fundamentalist Christian and denounced Tarot, I judged her harshly. Like many others in the spiritual community, I assumed I knew what had happened. I believed she had succumbed to fear, traded freedom for dogma, and perhaps found a lucrative new audience.

    When I Walked Away from Tarot

    Then, three years later, around the time of my Chiron return, I found myself walking through a remarkably similar door.

    Not because I had suddenly become irrational. Not because I wanted to deceive anyone. And certainly not because I stopped seeking the truth.

    I was carrying unresolved religious trauma that I didn’t yet understand. When it resurfaced, it demanded to be faced. Looking back, I can see that stepping away from Tarot for a season was part of that process. At the time, however, it felt like the only faithful thing I could do.

    That experience permanently changed the way I think about other people’s spiritual journeys.

    The Spiritual Community Needs More Grace

    Today, I have no idea whether Alex’s decision will last six months, six years or a lifetime. Nor do I need to know. What I do know is that none of us has access to another person’s inner world.

    We see an announcement.

    Nor do we see the years of wrestling that came before it.

    We see a ten-minute video.

    We don’t see the sleepless nights, the private prayers, the fears, the hopes, the conversations that were never filmed, or the questions that refused to leave.

    Yet social media encourages us to fill in all those blanks. Within hours, people were confidently declaring that Alex was either genuinely saved or cynically grifting.

    Perhaps she is neither.

    Perhaps she is simply a human being responding honestly to where her conscience has led her today.

    Life Has a Way of Humbling Our Certainties

    If my own journey has taught me anything, it is that spiritual life rarely unfolds in a straight line.

    Only when I stopped judging myself for the path I had taken did something unexpected happen. The rigid either-or thinking that had trapped me for so long began to dissolve. I discovered that the deepest truths in my own life weren’t asking me to choose between one world and another. They were inviting me into a both-and spacious enough to hold Christ, Tarot, contemplation, discernment and mystery without forcing any of them into a false opposition.

    That doesn’t mean everyone will arrive at the same place I have.

    Nor should they.

    But perhaps, as a spiritual community, we could become a little slower to pronounce verdicts on one another’s journeys. The grace we withhold from others today may be the very grace we find ourselves desperately needing tomorrow.

    Life has a remarkable way of humbling our certainties.

    Mine certainly did.

    Click here for more thoughts on the ongoing Alex Reads Tarot controversy

    purple lisa signature