May I read for you?

I was in my 30s at the time. Life as I knew it was falling down around me, all the dreams I’d bought into had become nightmares. Everyday, from the time I staggered out of bed, all I wanted to do was get back in it.

To avoid spending too much time stuck in my head, I did Tarot readings for the American Tarot Association. My box was always filled with requests. When I wasn’t working or spending time with my children, I poured endless hours helping others tap into their intuitions and work through all manner of problems, from lost objects to drug addictions.

One day I got an email that captured my attention. It was from a woman in England that I’d read for. She told me a little about herself and then requested to do a reading for me.

 

I was touched, so much so that I did something I rarely do; I said yes. Within a couple of days the reading was in my box, along with a note about how nervous she was. She needn’t of been; she was spot on.

That’s how I first met Lyn. From there, we chatted every chance we got. It wasn’t long until we knew we belonged together. This was only the first intervention of the Universe. From our realisation to the actual manifestation of our union, there would be many more. Without those interventions we’d never have made it.

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