Being Chosen

It was a hard decision for me. Much harder than I thought it would be. So many of my decks seemed to be calling to me. I want to reflect on several decks. Each one has it's own special merits.

I really love my Tarot of Dreams. I carry it with me in my purse. Luckily I was able to get a copy of the mass market edition so I've taken my limited edition out of my purse. The colors, and images are so vibrant and alive it really speaks to me. It is such an easy to read deck. The Legacy of the Divine is much the same. Yet I hesitated to choose either of these as my Primary Deck for reflection. Things come so easily with them I wanted more of a challenge.

The Roots of Asia is another inspiring deck. It swirls with mysticism. It calls for meditation. It invites me to think about what I believe. Still this deck isn't right in some way for this pursuit. Something is missing there that I feel the need for.

I considered both of my Fairy Tale decks, the MRP and the Lisa Hunt. The stories that coincide with each card certainly lend a great deal to their study. I want very much to take time to explore them. Each of these decks is beautiful and inspiring. I do want to spend time with them.

However, the Bohemian Gothic keeps calling to me. Her siren song is always there. She beckons me. Her sister, the Victorian Romantic clamours for my attention. Jealous of my attention they haunt me. They whisper their secrets in voices so soft I can't quite hear unless I focus my attention upon them fully. They have drawn me in and so I succumb to their lure. Dare I say I have chosen them? No, it is they who have chosen me.