I was at True Colors today (wonderful store! Wonderful space! A great big thanks to Ruta!), and made the decision to start getting serious. I keep saying I'm going to start studying traditional meanings (I kept up my card a day for a week and a half. Kept getting the same three cards. Decided to give it up), but I have had some real snooze-fests for reading about Numerology and Astrology and simply have not been able to bring myself to dip my toe in the water again.
Well, no more. I marched into the Spirituality section, picked out a different book on Numerology and a different book on Astrology (my motto is, if at first you don't succeed, try a different teacher) and I am going to read those suckers like they have never been read before.
It's a little intimidating to go to Readers Studio and MATS and the like and feel like you're the only one there who just heard an airplane whoosh over your head when they start talking about the "as you know, Bob" of Tarot. Not that I would have chosen any other path, if I hadn't met Nance, Tarot would never have drawn my attention. I simply don't like to be told what to think.
But, when Ciro Marchetti does Tarot Jeopardy (or 20 questions - essentially we looked at a bunch of Tarot imagery from well-known decks... you see where this is going...) and I can't get one answer right, not one, it's a bit humbling. Yes, I am that annoying girl who is used to being a walking human encyclopedia. But I have reasonable expectations of myself. Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me all the time, and it's time to get crackin'. Surely not all Astrology and Numerology (and, God help me, Kaballah) texts can make me feel like Sisyphus.
*cue Eye of the Tiger* Let's do this!