Vashti normally reads her cards with a Rider-Waite deck in the Celtic Cross spread, though I'm pretty loose with my readings. I see tarot reading as a method of self reflection rather than anything mysterious or mystical. I interpret both their upright & reversed meanings.
From an online tarot room.
Emotional desolation. Our old friend, The Tower. Normally I don't bother noting which cards are reversed, but it felt necessary this time. I don't know how I'm going to get out of this.
A single card reading:
The chariot: will-power, determination, self-discipline. Victory; the "exultant joy" that I felt tonight?
Abundance. Abundance in frugality. Action & beginnings; Go forward. I have everything I need to be comfortable. Everything is already right here. Retreat inwards. Inner illumination & knowledge. Looking around to see what’s hidden from me. Femininity. No leaving things undone; Finish what you set out to do. Do what you say you’ll do. Do what you say you’ll do and you can have what you’re looking for. The worst thing is to leave things undone. Discipline. Alone. Abundance. Everything you need is here, look inwards. You can trust yourself to do what's right.
All of these cards are reversed, except for Ace of Wands & Death. Weird. Lots of Wands. Haven't seen the Death card in a long time.
Overwhelmed & struggling with self worth. Alone. Introspection? Introspection alone. Isolation. Accept outstretched hands. Am I accepting outstretched hands? Is there something there? Stagnation. Stagnation in introspection? Recognition from self & not others. Death card. Lack of clarity.
Alone & not in a good way. Alone but not in solitude. Too much contemplation, too much introspection? I’ll be alone for a while & then things will change. I’ll change deeply. Maybe I feel bad about being alone. Being alone doesn’t feel as good as it normally does? No clarity in my vision. Introspection without an answer. Inner strife.
I feel more confused than before.
I'm burnt out & in much more emotional anguish than I think I'm admitting to myself. I need renewal. I need spiritual renewal. I never pull the Hermit. I need to self reflect, to be introspective. Things aren't as bad as I make them out to be. Really, everything will probably be alright in the end. I think my goals should be less external. I think maybe I need to retreat inward. I'm going to spend my time treating myself more kindly & with more patience than normal. I'm going to spend less time focused on whatever arbitrary & external goal that I've set for myself. I used to be someone who hardly cared about things like that, but now I've gone too far in the other direction & I can't relax. I'm burnt out, but not in a good way. It's not like that poem where that moth burns himself alive in a fit of passion. I'm just slowly smoldering & it's becoming monotonous.