Showing posts with label New Orleans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Orleans. Show all posts

Sunday, November 27, 2011

My First Night In Jackson Square: Fun For Me!

I just realized I never posted the pix of the first night I read cards in New Orleans' Jackson Square. Then I realized that I've never posted any pix of myself. Just never seemed important. But I am still so tickled pink at it all! So here ya go. (yes, I just had to add at least one word in a different color tee-hee!)

 Ok, I have NO idea what the heck we were discussing that got this face LOL!!

 Willow, my new friend that I met when I went to her to get a reading a few days prior and she told me that I was supposed to be on a spirirtual path and what a wonderful idea it would be to come out and read. She and her husband Xan are the best!
 Embracing my inner High Priestess!


 I love it! I am doing what I love, am so passionate about, helping people find the answers that are right there inside yet are sometimes so deeply hidden. In New Orleans. Look at me cheesin', loving it! Fe Fi Fo Fun for me!

My stars,  before this night, I can't tell you the lat time I smiled like this. *note to Self*

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I Popped My Cherry!

I DID IT!!!
 I did it damnit all to hell! I FINALLY carried my ass down to the French Quarter (FQ) to Jackson Square (JSq) and read cards!
I was so nervous, but I finally made up my mind because it was just before Halloween and what better time  and place for Goddess sake!?! New Orleans, LA in The FQ, on Halloween! If not then, WTF man! I went to my cousin's room and told that ballsy Leo chick to kick my ass. And she did lol! I had no idea how the frick I was gonna get me and all my shit from A-B. It hit me, *ding* use your rollerboard flight attendant! So I packed up candles, put newspaper and prayer in and around the glass holders, my pillow, blanket, cards inscence, 3 decks of cards, and pretty cloths for my table, shoved a wad of bread and a Motrin 800mg down my gullet, slapped on my screaming whore red MAC Russian Roulette lipstick and rolled on out the door. My cousin had gotten the cloth fold up chairs out for me. I threw it all in the back of his beat up pick up truck his wife The Leo named The Green Goblin and carried my ass to the store to get a table. I'd looked it up online, called and they said they had it. I drive to the FQ and decide to go to pay to park so I knew I'd find a  space. I knew I could not have even the slightest thing be even a remotely possible reason for me to punk out! I drag my shit to JSq and start to set up and stop short. WTH.... The freakin' table is  SO NOT the one I saw online!! It barely came as high as my knees and was like 1' X 1'! Was this intended for a 3yr old's tea party?! My heart sank a bit, but I was just so proud I had even got this far. I was jsut about to pack up when the husband, Xan, of the nice couple I have become friends with comes over and is looking at me like WTH is that LOL? He then goes over and Willow, his wife who gave me a wonderful reading a couple of weeks ago and encouraged me to come out there, was so kind and let me use one of her tables! They are the nicest people, I'm really happy to be building a friendship with them! Long story short, no sooner than I lit the candles did a woman come and sit down. I was so so nervous, that I was too nervous to remember I was nervous LMFAO! I ended up doing 3 readings. I'd set a goal of leaving by midnight and not without $100. Well, by 11:30pm, I had exactly $100! I'm so pissed I forgot to take pix of my first big night because I had a ball! I've done readings before, but not anything like this. This was the most brave I may have ever been about my tarot career. I'm still in shock. I have had the most f*kd up stomach flu so I haven't been back yet. But on Oct 30, 2011, (the birthday of my mother who would so not approve- tee-hee-hee!) I popped my tarot cherry LMFAO!

So my inner "Yeah But....." is all like, "well... what if that was just a fluke and you totally suck next time hmmm??"
So my I'm going to pull some cards to address that. I will use my Faulkner Tarot since all 3 peeps chose that one out of the 3 decks I had to choose from. (I just knew someone would want The Tarot of Vampyres on Halloween for Pete's sake, but nope)

This is so direct and to-the-point it's as ridiculous as I am about being such a chicken-shit LOL! We got 2 Major arcana and one face out of 3 cards. The elemental dignites are water/water/air. Which in this reading I'd say are perfect; intuition and emotions mixed with logic and communication. Bam.


1. How do I need to see myself as a professional reader now that I did this?- Queen of Cups- This is water of water. She is the nurturer, the compassionate woman who's intuition is almost always spot on. If you ever wanted a card to represent who you are with regard to anything in the psychic realm, other than the mighty High Priestess Herself, this is it!


2. What is blocking me from seeing myself that way?- The Hanged Man XII- The first thing that came to mind was the word " bullshittin'!" As in wasting time, hanging out, not being direct and waiting until I'm under the gun to do shit while I'm all stressed out. This card is ruled by Neptune. Many of us involved with the spiritual side of life tend to not be successful because we get stoned on the big pink smoke machine and glitter of the esoteric like a bunch of 1930's jazz musicians. We just float along and don't remember that time is money, so use one wisely and you will create more of the other one! --- Omg--- It's 00:10 and someone's alarm clock jsut went off, surely by accident, but while I am looking at this card! Talk about your wake up call! Wake up and get my shit together! Treat this as the real profession it is and not like a hobby to pass the time!

3. What card should I focus in whenever I start to doubt mySelf as a professional reader?                         The Magician I Ruled by Mercury, planet of speed and communication. Card that is the Godsmack of a golden opportunity. It says you have everything you need right at your hot little hands to create the result you want. Just focus, believe with every fiber of your being and make the shit happen. It means an amazing new job opportunity. I have amazing chemistry with people more often than not. I make them feel at ease and not judged and am very easy to talk to. I see the path and the bend in it. I don't know where this will take me, but if I don't keep moving I'll neer find out. And the brightness is almost like I'm really outside in the sunshine. There is the path, the boat, the bridge; this will all lead to numerous opportunities that far reach what my narrow vision can see right now. It will take work, but it will be SO worth it!

Friday, October 28, 2011

So the Queen of Wands Called

I've been on the fence for about a month as to whether or not I will move to New Orleans. I got the most amazing reading fro the Stephanie The Quirky Empress that screamed in no uncertain terms what would be the best course of action. But as so often with me, fear and doubt keep me in limbo. Quite often that fear is related to what others will think or will I somehow let them down. When will I ever start living for ME and stop thinking that doing so makes me an asshole or ungrateful for any kindness others have shown. It keeps me in a vicious cycle of putting myself in the position of needing help. Or maybe the false belief that I do because I owe someone. What the hell ever....

So out of the blue, one of my most trusted, loyal and wise g/f's calls, Victoria. Her name is perfectly suited for this strong Leo Queen of Wands,  Domme, victorious and regal. She always seems to sense when I am going through some shit that she can offer her words of wisdom and the wonderful confidence she always brings out of me. She reminded me that I am 39 with no kids and no job; the world is mine to shape and create into whatever I want and anyone who doesn't like it or approve can kiss my ass. Or not so much even kiss my ass, because that infers hostility, and it's not about that. That would be wasted energy. It's about me doing whatever will make my soul truly happy and not what will make OTHERS happy at my soul's expense. I've done it so many times. I've got a completely fresh canvas to create the scene I want to experience everyday. She reminded me of how she put all her shit in her car and moved to Miami. And the time she bought a oneway ticket and moved from Connecticut to San Diego with on e suitcase. She is one of the most dynamic, powerful women I've ever known. And one of the most wonderful things about her is that she loves helping other people find and cultivate their own power as well. It took me years to see that just like every single human being, she has fears and doubts. Even when we were room mates, I didn't see that. Now I see that the difference between her and the masses is that she faces shit head on and she doesn't let anyone else govern who she is. When people are foolish enough to question her about what she is doing or why, she will start of with saying, "I think I'm minding my business..." You'd be advised to quit while you're ahead at that point LOL!

Another thing she pointed out is that I should move here because I truly want to, not because it's familiar and I'm too fearful to move anywhere else. She also reminded me of how much I love makeup artistry and that I am very good at it. (WHY is it still so hard for me to compliment myself??)


So of course, just as I am about 80% committed to the calling my soul feels to move home to New Orleans ( I do realize how melodramatic that sounds, but it really is how it feels), Victoria calls after not talking to her for like 3 or 4 months. Since I just opened my brand new Tarot of Vampyres that I absolutley freaking adore, I have to use the QofW from that deck to tell my friend/big sister/confidant how much I love and appreciate her. 

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