I Can’t Even

I’m exhausted. This weekend was the North Island Spirit Fair, and I spent two full days reading tarot. It was busy, and lots of energy!

I also went out Saturday evening with coworkers. We needed to connect and decompress. It was great! I had a lot of fun, ate things I probably ought not to have eaten (can you say pizza?), and I am exceptionally grateful for the amazing and incredible people I work with.

I also stayed up far past my bedtime, and was up early on Sunday to get my son to his tech rehearsal before heading out to the Spirit Fair.

Tarot reading is incredibly energizing and draining at the same time. I was tired when I arrived in the morning, and then didn’t feel tired at all throughout the day. When I got home, though, I just wanted to drop.

So I can’t even write a blog post tonight (I write on Sundays). Except that I just did. So there you are. I’m not writing Thursday’s post yet, though. Cross your fingers that I am refreshed enough tomorrow. Or today. Because it is Monday when you’ll read this. Or maybe it’s after Monday. Now I’m confusing myself. It’s time for bed!

I hope you had a lovely weekend. I am grateful for mine.

Blessings,

Mary

2 Responses

  1. Reading tarot gives me zip in the moment but inevitably knocks me out after. Healing thoughts to you!

  2. Thank you! And it’s good to know it happens for others as well.