I've written about my Long Covid journey and the writing practice that healed me physically. But there's a piece I haven't shared yet, and it changed me more than the healing itself. I want to tell you what that actually looked like for me, because it didn't arrive the way I expected it to.

About five months ago, I dusted off my Tarot of the Spirit oracle deck and pulled four cards. I told you about the first one — the Death Card — in my last post. It pointed to a major transformation. That I'd need to go into it alone. That I'd face my darkest fears first before new ways of living could accommodate who I was becoming.

But I didn't tell you about the second card.

Card #2 in that pull represented: "What am I not seeing?" And the card that came up was The Hanged Man.

A few months ago, I was neck-deep in knowing that something needed to shift in my business. I'd been feeling it for a while — that quiet, persistent pull toward something more aligned, more authentically me. But I wanted some additional guidance around it, so I dusted off my Tarot of the Spirit oracle deck and pulled 4 cards.

I create intentions for each card I pull, and Card #1 represented "What I am currently seeing."

I pulled the Death Card