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3 – Mother

“There are several cards in the deck that vibrate with different meanings, the Mother card is one such card. Your own intuition, or other cards in the spread, will guide you to the most appropriate meaning for this card.

It’s time for you to become your own loving parent. Are you taking care of yourself? Love and compassion are qualities that need to be brought front and center. Be kind and nurturing to not only yourself, but to those around you, and to Mother Earth.”

2 – INTUITIVE

“Do you feel intuitive? If you haven’t given intuition any thought, you are now being asked to do so. This card suggests it’s time to turn inward and listen to your instincts. Are you having “gut reactions” to what is happening around you?”

1 – MANIFESTING

“You have all the tools necessary to accomplish anything you set out to do. Courage, self-discipline, love, and wisdom all lie within you. Learn to access them, and use them in a positive manner. When you permit your Higher Power, Source, or the Universe, to work with you, anything is possible.”

TWYH Oracle Deck – November 2019

That’s Why You’re Here Oracle Deck – 0 New Adventure: “It’s time for you to take that first step, that leap of faith, into a new adventure. Your journey could be an outward one, like embarking on a search for a better job; it could be an inward journey, a desire to improve your character in some fashion, like gaining more patience. Whatever direction is calling, this card is confirming that change is coming.”

Inspired Thoughts – Hearts of Lace

Hearts Of Lace

When I was young, I looked forward to February with anticipation and joy; it was the month of Valentines and love. During art class in elementary school we wrapped red construction paper around shoe boxes, and cut slits into the lids. We glued hearts made of pink paper and white lace around the sides and top of the box. Crayons and glitter were used to write the traditional messages of “Be Mine” and “Valentine.” 

During our Valentines party, students raced around the room stuffing store-bought or handmade cards into the tops of our artsy containers. (I secretly hoped for a special Valentine from the boy I liked.) Cupcakes, candied hearts, and punch were served, and the sugar high lasted for weeks.

The 22nd of February marked the day of my birth, and produced another celebration. Sleepovers, being Queen for a day in the castle at William Land Park, and a bowling party were some of my most memorable birthdays. The memory of those childhood parties fills me with delight. 

But the fond memories of February were ultimately overshadowed by the deaths of my husband and brother-in-law. It became a month to endure, like running a gauntlet and dodging the blows. I prayed I’d make it out the other side.

With time, and much internal work, I no longer dread February. I will never forget those I’ve lost, and I honor them by living life to the fullest. I’m glad to report that February is once again a month of love. 

Recently I received one of those “out of the blue” emails, the kind that boggles the mind. Nothing the email contained would have been conceivable just two short years ago. The content might not seem like a big deal to some people, but to me it was huge, and confirmed the path I’ve been on the last several years.    

I’m tickled to announce, I’ve been invited to Face In A Book, a wonderful bookstore in El Dorado Hills, for an evening of “Romance and Tarot Readings.” Two romance authors, Elizabeth Ferry-Perata and Catherine McGreevy, will be sharing their novels. I will have my memoir, That’s Why You’re Here, and will provide Tarot card readings. If there are enough people in attendance, we will each read a snippet from our books. It should be a fun and entertaining evening, and I’m ecstatic! If you’re available, please stop by on February 8, from 6:30 – 8:00 p.m.; I’d love to see some familiar faces and meet some new ones.

Inspired Thoughts – Creativity In Motion

Creativity In Motion

What will be your New Year’s resolution? A popular question asked on television, and now that we have umpteen channels, it plays like a skipping record. The most frequent response was “lose weight.” A battle I knew all too well.

Many people, like me, don’t make resolutions because they tackle challenges as they arise. (I don’t like starting a New Year with a “Should” catalog.) I want to greet the new 365 days with excitement and joy; curious about what’s in store.

So instead of resolutions, I have small daily goals. One is to stay focused on the now; it is much harder to do than one might think. (Ekhart Tolle wrote an entire book about the subject.)
My problem is that my mind dances a two-step between the past and the future, often refusing to plant a toe in the present. To rein in my brain and drag it back into the now, I make a concerted effort to be aware of my surroundings. It’s the whole “Stop and smell the roses” philosophy.

During one recent “now” exercise, while stopped at a red light in Rancho Cordova, I noticed a man pushing a grocery cart at a rapid pace. He seemed hell-bent on a destination only he knew. His hands gripped the silver bar of the cart, and his arms were locked in place like rods. His jaw was set, and there was a brown dirt-smudge on his cheek.

I guessed he was homeless by the grimy appearance of his ill-fitting clothes, and from the manner in which he clutched the cart. The four-wheeled container may have once belonged to a store, but there was no mistaking who owned it now.

White plastic bags, too many to count, draped the entire metal frame in tiered rows. As the man pushed forward, the layers swayed, and I was reminded of a beautiful ruffled skirt I’d worn one Easter Sunday long ago. Each sack seemed weighted, and I wondered what treasures were hidden within. The man sailed past, driving the swift moving cloud of plastic.

The light turned green, and as I inched forward, I said a silent prayer for the traveling soul, and thanked him for sharing his grocery cart creation. Not having New Year’s resolutions works well for me. By staying in the now, I was given a unique image that will stay with me for years.

And one never knows, I may get the honor of doing a tarot reading for a homeless person since I have a desire to team-up with local charities.               

Inspired Thoughts – Sweet Memory

The Spirit of Christmas Past

“Tis the season,” as they say, and it gets earlier each year. The endless bombardment of advertisements show perfect Hallmark families who urge us to buy items we can’t live without. The loud family I came from is never depicted in commercials, and it makes me love my people all the more.

As I’ve grown older, the holidays have taken on a different note. I don’t hear the jingle of sleigh-bells I played with when young. I now hear the somber sound of a church bell, muffled by fog. A wistful cry only my ears perceive.

Thanksgiving and Christmas have become times for reflection. My mind is occupied with memories of loved ones who won’t be here to sit around a candle-lit dinner table, engaged in passionate arguments of no consequence. Husband, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and friends long gone, all dwell on the other side of the veil. I miss them.

Like leaves gently carried on an autumn breeze, my few remaining family members lie scattered across the country, engrossed in their busy lives.

Yesterday, in a small attempt to get into the holiday spirit, I made myself a Peppermint Mocha. When I wrapped my cold hands around the mug to soak up the warmth, I tumbled back to a time when I was ten years old. I braced a rickety wooden ladder that my dad stood upon. The zippers of our winter jackets kissed our chins. I felt so grown up, and the excitement that radiated through my body made it hard to stand still. I was Dad’s assistant as he strung Christmas lights along the eaves. We began our task in daylight, but darkness and fog crept in like wolves to investigate our efforts.

The cold stiffened my fingers, making the flashlight difficult to hold. A stream of mist escaped my mouth with every breath. Dad encouraged me to go inside to get warm, but I refused. Mother came out during our labors and surprised me with a hot chocolate. I held the cup with both hands, and placed my frozen nose over the sweet smelling steam, trying to absorb the heat. In that moment, an endearing memory solidified into crystalline form. A precious gift delivered.

I smiled up at my dad and raised my cup. He grinned in return. Once the last light was secured, he cautiously made his way down the ladder. “Do you want to see our handiwork?”

“Yes!” I shouted.

He plugged the electrical cord into the socket, and the red, blue, and yellow bulbs blinked to life. I was enchanted. Our house was properly decked to greet Santa.

During this time of year, I remind myself of the treasured gifts I still possess, and remember that loved ones are near. They remain lovingly wrapped within the walls of my heart, no matter where they rest.

Written By Erin G. Burrell

Author of That’s Why You’re Here

Inspired Thoughts – No, I’m Not a Fortune Teller

While shopping the dairy aisle at my local grocery store, I ran into a woman I used to work with. I hadn’t seen her in over five years. We hugged and got caught-up on what we’d been doing since the last time we’d been together. Then my former coworker surprised me by saying, “I see from Facebook that you are now a fortune teller.”

I couldn’t believe this was still happening in 2018. “No,” I said. “I’m not a fortune teller. I give readings to people using Tarot cards, and I absolutely love it.”

In my new found passion, I’ve discovered that people tend to book readings when they are at a crossroads in their life, or they want clarity around a given situation, or they are simply curious about what cards they’ll draw. I still find readings fascinating, and love to meet new people. I’m always honored to be part of the journey of those who seek me out.

I can’t see the future. If I could, I’m sure my own life would look quite different.

Tarot cards can be used to show probabilities regarding the future, but nothing is cast in concrete since humans can exercise free will. The cards reflect a possible future based upon the individual’s energy at the time of the reading. If a reading was not favorable, subsequent changes to the person’s energy can affect future decisions that result in course corrections. The direction taken is not predetermined—it is up to the person getting the reading.

Rather than focusing on the future, my Higher Power uses me in a different manor. My role is to assist people in their current life situations, in the here-and-now. Information drops-in, or I’m compelled to talk about something that ends up being important to the sitter. They leave with an awareness regarding their circumstance that they did not have before, and are able to think more creatively about their issue. They tend to come up with solutions they hadn’t previously considered.

(You can enter for a chance to win a free Tarot reading by subscribing to my email list. Drawings are held monthly.)

Written By Erin G. Burrell

Author of That’s Why You’re Here

Inspired Thoughts – You Can Teach An Old Dog

“You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” I’ve heard that saying my entire life. This dog is barking and letting you know, I’ve learned a new trick, and no . . . it’s not rolling over. My latest romp is doing something that my own family and millions of others are doing already. I got on Instagram. (I’m not ashamed to say I had help, thank you Erica.)

Instagram proved similar to learning the Tarot, in that I had no idea what to expect and couldn’t conceive the surprises ahead.

I know some of you may be thinking, “No big deal, I’ve had an account for years,” and good for you. You are so far ahead of my learning curve. The thought of social media/technology sends shivers down my back.

I grew up in a time when telephones were attached to walls and you used them for only one thing—to talk. You were living “high on the hog” if your parents’ phone had a cord that stretched long enough for you to escape into another room. Away from the prying ears of a multi-generational family that as soon as you hung up, would shine a light in your eyes and interrogate you for hours. Unfortunately, our phone had a three foot cord.

So I’ve been playing around with my new Instagram account. One of the first things I learned to do was “follow” my favorite actor and series, Sam Heughan of Outlander. I have already died and gone to heaven, several times over. It does a heart good, and affects other places as well, to see Sam’s sweet face at the start of every morning. I discovered I am not alone in my Sam worship. Sam Heughan has over one million followers.

Something unexpected and amazing happened after I started posting pictures to Instagram, I received “likes” from people I did not know, and some started “following” me. One person was a female author from the Czech Republic, one was a young father from Indonesia, one was an entrepreneur/public speaker from Singapore, and yet another was a fellow book lover from London, England. For years, I have heard about our “global community,” but it wasn’t real for me until I saw these people and experienced it first hand.

Our loves and interests connect us. I’m now linked to people in other countries that I did not know existed one month ago. I’m glad this old dog is still willing to learn. My new trick is pure magic. With a touch of a finger, I’m joined to kindred spirits across the globe, and it happens by means of the phone nestled in my hand. The cord is infinite.

Written By Erin G. Burrell

Author of That’s Why You’re Here

Inspired Thoughts – Are You Afraid To Get A Tarot Reading?

Are You Afraid To Get A Tarot Reading?

People often tell me they are afraid to receive a tarot reading . . . and then they get one anyway. Some say their religion prevents them from having a reading; others say tarot readings are the work of the devil. Yet when I’m giving a reading, I feel galaxies away from anything sinister or evil. I learned the tarot to be of service to others, not to do the work of the devil.

From the beginning, my intent has been to come from a place of light and love, and to be a conduit for healing messages. While giving a reading, the sensations that course through me are positive, and it seems that Source/Higher Power/God (whatever term you’re comfortable with) orchestrated how the person found me. Usually, it’s made clear why the two of us were brought together. The tarot has blessed me with many experiences that have touched my heart, and its power for good continues to amaze me.

My hope is that one day tarot readings are a normal part of our daily life. I hope that someday when I tell people what I do, they won’t recoil, like it’s catching. I’d like to see readings be just another tool that offers assistance to those seeking clarity and help.

Tarot readings are conversations. It’s my belief that a person’s energy/soul will select cards it wishes to discuss. Tarot cards can provide an alternate way to frame a certain situation that is happening in the sitter’s life. An individual can take what information they like from a reading and leave the rest—nothing discussed is written in stone.

I recommend people new to tarot get a reading just for fun. As I’ve written in my book, That’s Why You’re Here, I do readings for a lot of “virgins,” people who have never had a reading before; like the eighty year old woman I read in Reno years ago. We had a good laugh about it being her “first time” at eighty! I love it when I can help someone step out of their comfort zone and explore something new and different. When I step out of my own comfort zone, I’m like a wire sizzling with electricity; I’m totally alive. After all, isn’t that why we’re here, to experience what life has to offer?

Written By Erin G. Burrell

Author Of That’s Why You’re Here