30 Days of Tarot — Day 1: What introduced you to/got you involved in Tarot?
It all started with a dream. A daydream with the potential to be much more distracting than it already was suddenly offered me a choice. Continue to idle pleasures, or see what’s behind a rose covered door.
Sure. Let’s peek. It’s just a dream after all, right?
At this time my complete exposure to tarot was via movies and books. I knew very little about it other than it was good for scaring the easily frightened. So when I entered the rose covered door in the dream, I did not recognize the forest that covered the cliff or the tower that jutted defiantly at the very edge of the cliff itself. I did not understand why the sea was crashing so angrily at the cliff’s bottom, or the storm that was threatening to hurl lightning bolts at the tower and myself at any moment.
It was only after a complete examination of the stone tower did I understand the inhabitants were haughty and arrogant people. They felt secure in their habitation and were laughing at the plight of peasants like myself, caught outside in the elements bereft of station or shelter.
“Hey, isn’t the Tower one of those tarot cards?” Of course, I had that epiphany just as I saw a lightning leader extending from the top of the tower I was touching.
The lightning strike ejected me from the dream. As I recovered from the very intense experience, I remembered my last words there. I looked up tarot on the Internet, and surprise! The Waite-Smith deck held the tower of my dreams. I purchased a Universal Waite deck the next day, and away we go!