When I was 16, I moved to the U.S.A by myself and the moved proved to be very challenging for me. Without me recognizing it, I plunged into a deep depression. I was just sad and lonely and I couldn't connect with anyone due to language barrier. So I looked on Internet for metaphysical things such as oracles, tarot, cards, psychic, etc. At the times, I truly didn't quite grasp the differences between all of them. I just knew tarot was crazy popular and there was a system to it.
A year or two later, I tumbled across Wildwood Tarot and I bought it out of impulse. This was my first tarot kit ever. I had no idea about tarot structure or the traditional Rider Waite-Smith deck (I might saw pictures but I wasn't attracted to it). So I took out the cards, looked at the pictures and simply read the meaning in the book for the cards I pulled. Over time, I used the spread described in the book but it didn't really make sense to me. In fact, the whole thing didn't make any sense to me but I didn't have any interest to learn more about tarot or how to read it. I just thought that reading cards was a gift and I was too ordinary to have this gift. However, when I feel down (most nights), I pulled few cards and looked at the pictures and again read the book for their meaning.
I wasn't really serious about reading but I just liked the pictures and sometimes if the message I got from reading the cards' meaning made sense, I was happy with my musing. My curiosity increased and I even looked into tarot's reversal meanings. I did much researches and even bought the Revelations Tarot to read both its upright and reversed meanings. However, although few readings from this deck were accurate and made sense, it gave me fear and discomfort. I just cringed when I looked at the pictures. So I put it away in a drawer and continued to use my Wildwood.
Eventually I discovered some metaphysical stores in town and went to see some readers and shaman. My life was changing. Before I knew it, my depression was over. I regained much wisdom from my experiences and my confidence. Then, I became busy with my life as I advanced in my study and career and I started experiencing my dating life. Tarot took the back seat. Although I was still fascinated in it, I went see readers and took no interest in learning to read them myself.
Two more years went by, I was at the stage of moving in my life again. This time, I was excited for the move to a different state. I was ready to just move on like one chapter of my life had closed. I donated the Revelations Tarot to a metaphysical store that I frequented and I gifted my beloved Wildwood Tarot to the shaman that I saw. I bid my beloved first deck with love and a kiss and I thanked it for the comfort it had offered it. Although I couldn't read with it (or any deck I owned then), it would always have a special spot in my heart.
Fast forward in the future, in the mist of my busy life of a graduate student, just one day, I picked up my interest in tarot again but this time I was more interested in reading it. I went to Barnes and Nobles and picked up the Sun and Moon Tarot (by Vanessa Decort) hidden behind other decks and big books. I took it home and I had troubles reading it. The pictures were simple and beautiful but there weren't enough details for my mind to catch a clue. I did some intense researches and refused to buy the traditional Rider Waite-Smith deck as I wasn't attracted to the art at all.
Very quickly, I found Celtic Dragon Tarot (by Lisa Hunt) and this was the deck that jumped started my intuitive ability. I was happy. I even read for my mother and to my surprises, every reading was accurate. My mother's praise encouraged me and my love for this deck heightened. From then, my tarot reading interest and skill was kicked started and I looked for other decks to read better. Other decks started to come into my life and I found them easier to read for other people. Positive feedback from people gave me tremendous joy and satisfaction that I decided to take Tarot seriously and motivated me to read for others.
I look back to where I started and I have to say it's been an interesting journey with Tarot for me. I still believe a good reader has both skill and talent. As I'm discovering my intuitive side, I also see the diversity of readers. No one reads with the same style and that's the beauty of it. Overall, tarot has been giving me joy and comfort. Now, I'd love to offer some of that comfort to others. I hope you all will join me on my spiritual journey. :) Blessings for everyone! :)