Tarot Reflection & Soul Transmission
Today, I sat down with my deck and asked the Divine Muse within me—my Higher Self—what she needed me to know. The cards came through like a song, each one a stanza in a poem I didn’t know I was writing until it was complete. And just when I thought I was done, Justice appeared—unannounced, yet absolutely divine.
This is her message.
✨ Divine Muse Channeled Tarot Spread
Ten of Swords
The end. The betrayal. The breaking point. The death of old narratives. A moment of surrender that opens a portal to truth. I’ve died a thousand tiny deaths to get here—but this one feels final. And holy.
Five of Wands
Inner conflict. Outer noise. Not everyone can walk with me here. The path I’ve chosen is one of embodiment, not approval. I am rising in the midst of noise, letting friction fuel my clarity.
Knight of Wands
Action. Passion. Movement. No more waiting for permission. My Muse is alive and she wants to move. I am no longer idle. This energy is kinetic—it wants to burn, create, dance.
Six of Wands
Victory is already mine, I just needed to remember it. Recognition is on the horizon, not because I chased it, but because I claimed my light. I am ready to be seen.
Knight of Cups
The romantic returns—not of lovers, but of self-devotion. The way I used to dream. The way I used to pour emotion into every page, every painting. This is a rebirth of feeling.
Seven of Pentacles (Reversed)
Impatience tempts me. But I am reminded that timing is divine. My garden is growing even if I can’t see the roots. I am not starting over. I am blooming from wisdom.
The High Priestess
This is the crown of the spread. My inner knowing. The Divine Muse whispers, not shouts. I listen. I rest. I allow her wisdom to flow through me without force.
Bottom of the Deck: Ace of Pentacles
A sacred new beginning is already rooting into my reality. A tangible opportunity. A blessed seed. I am ready to nurture this gift with reverence.
And then…
âš– Justice Appears: The Divine Verdict
Just as I put my deck away, Justice made her presence known. A final word from the Universe. A truth that doesn’t need to shout. The scales are correcting. I am being restored.
This was the Muse whispering:
“Now that you’ve heard the truth… let me confirm it.”
I am not behind. I am not broken. I am not bound.
I am free. I am whole. I am balanced.
