Goddess Tara, in Her current form, first appeared in early Hinduism and later made the transition to Tibetan Buddhism. She is dearly loved by millions worldwide in Tibet, Nepal, and Southeast Asia.
The first Divinity to kick off my new series, Friends In High Places, is a beloved Goddess and Spirit co-worker of mine: Bastet, also known as Bast.
A quick glimpse into my day at a public event as the resident Tarot reader.
We can’t make temptations disappear. But we can make the right choices when the wrong things fall into place!
“She wrote, ‘Silence is golden. Mind it doesn’t turn yellow’.”
– Riiiiight. Tania, you’ll have to explain that one.
She laughed. “I will, once I get it myself”. Her brows furrowed slightly. “I don’t know why it popped into my head.”
Probably because of the spirit guides behind her. Tania’s guides. Three tall figures of golden light standing silently by, watching us both.
I smiled, and looked around. We were at Tania’s favourite hangout – a posh downtown café, the kind that serves only mineral water (“We don’t serve tap water here, miss”) at 8 dollars a pop. God help my wallet, I thought.
The drinks were on me, because I…
Sunday morning. She was sixteen, alone in her room, and crying.
She was supposed to be getting ready for church, a weekly endurance session that she dreaded and loathed. As much as she enjoyed meeting Spirit and helping other people during church services, the stress of doing what she did – and of being misunderstood time and again – was taking its toll on her.
She hated Sundays. She hated feeling lonely in a crowd. The other teenagers who attended the youth service with her were too interested in their studies and the opposite sex to listen, much less care, about her experiences.…
“Am I cursed?” Adeline asked, her voice trembling. “Is there something wrong with me? Why is this happening?”
I slowly shuffled the Tarot deck as I tuned into her spirit team – her guardian angels and spirit guides who, despite being present (and standing right behind her) throughout the session, had not stepped forward with any message. I saw them healing her with Divine love and light, their hands outstretched over her heart and clearing away the darker energies within. Yet, they said nothing.
But Spirit always speaks. As a Spiritual messenger, I am well aware that even silence can be a…