You lost one of your tarot cards, making the deck almost useless. You were attached to the deck and had used it daily. I was in the process of opening to remote viewing and trying to understand exactly what my body did and how. I told you that I thought the card was between the passenger seat and the center console. You told me that you had already checked there and found a card there earlier that day, which is what made you check if you were missing one. I felt strongly that it was there, I could feel it, I could see it, it had to be there. You checked again and told me no. It left me with a very confused feeling. A feeling of distrust in myself and my ability to remote view. We broke up only days later. The card rattled in my brain and I kept the unsettled feeling.
About 4 months later I got the urge to date again. Despite the fact that our relationship was short lived, I loved the connection we had. You were the first person who I dated and felt safe being vulnerable about my metaphysical abilities, even the ones that I was just opening to. At the end of our relationship, you threw some of those abilities in my face, which took me off guard given that you had your own.
My closest spirit guide asked me to wait until after my birthday to seek a new relationship. I agreed without thinking twice. On my birthday I got a strong urge to clean my car. It was an odd emotion that I didn’t understand but I also did not embrace it. As we were driving back from the ocean my oldest son asked about cleaning the car, which made me laugh, odd that he would say that just after I was thinking it.
Two days later I decided to clean my car. I pulled my boys shoes and sweatshirts from under the seats and as I leaned down to start vacuuming I started to feel that there was something I needed to check for between the passenger seat and the center console, honestly the card never crossed my mind. I peeked between the seat and console and there I saw the small stripes on the back of the card. I knew before reaching for it that it was your card. I smiled to myself. It was exactly where I said that it would be….. I just had the wrong car. It was a beautiful sign from the universe and I felt profoundly grateful for it. Just the night before I had actively started seeking a new romantic relationship. The timing was uncanny, when I was finally ready to release the relationship and move on, the universe rewarded me with validation about remote viewing. You took your cards everywhere, literally everywhere, so the likelihood that it would be between the center console and the passenger seat was tiny. I was fine with the fact that I had the wrong vehicle, I was working through the details of how to interpret this information and this was a learning opportunity for me to understand context better with how I remote view. I have never sought remote viewing training, I have maintained the belief that if the universe wants me to understand it, then it will show me.
I reached for the card and pulled it out. The seven of wands. I smiled from ear to ear. I have always viewed this card a little different than standard tarot books will describe it. It shows a man, wearing two different shoes, standing on the top of a hill with a wand (stick) fighting off 6 other wands. I have always seen it as being slightly unprepared for your situation (different shoes) and fighting a make-believe fight. There is a man who is fighting with a stick…. These are not swords, they are sticks. Whenever I see this card I always ask, what are you really fighting here friend? I always view 7 as a spiritually driven number. The card was perfect for him. The card was perfect for me. The card couldn’t have been more perfect.
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