I truly love doing my tarot work. I was cautioned to do it with having a mental illness. I’m thinking due to anxiety it might bring. Well today is one of those days. I pulled my daily draw of the tower which is a very intuitive exhausting card as it essentially means something has to crumble or be broken to rebuild. I clarified with an additional card which was the five of cups. Speaking of sorrow and things lost while still having an opportunity to appreciate what is still standing if you only look.
So far today I have been stressing over this damn card. I know I need to reconcile what is reality of free will and what predictions it might bring. I’m thinking it’s a work thing as I’ve heard there has been some chances. I’m hoping that’s all it means.