Twenty five years ago, I had a powerful reading that launched my search of self and threw me into therapy. A few days ago, by sheer providence and on Facebook (!) I stumbled upon the tarot reader of long ago.
We agreed to meet in the early evening on a late summer day. She lived on the second floor of a two-story house on a picturesque, tree-lined avenue like so many in New England. I looked at the clear evening sky ...Continue Reading →