After years of diving into classical tarot (Rider-Waite-Smith) for myself, and I am now offering my own signature of 1:1 tarot reading sessions on a donation basis.
I call it “Embodied Tarot” for two reasons. First, because I love somatic work and has worked with helping people get into their body and find their inner wisdom from within. Second, because I want my tarot sessions to help you feel even more grounded, empowered, and present in yourself. It is not about me telling you what is true, but rather to gently guide you for you to realize what is true and where to direct your energy moving forward.
At least to me, Tarot readings are not about foreseeing the future or fortune telling. Instead, I use it a tool for self-healing and insight, to shed light on unknown aspects of myself and inspire guidance on the big life questions I currently have. Therefore, I aim for us to explore together how the different Tarot’s cards and archetypes can speak to you and support you in your life at this moment and on the path ahead.
Contact me cedric@heartwiseyoga.com to hear more or book a session.
XXI - The World (Tarot-inspired creative writing) The world awaits me, or rather it awaits my recognizing that it has always been here, welcoming me with open horizons. I see this card and I feel seen. Twenty-one, my number. The calendar day my body came into this world, onto this very planet we call Earth. The twenty-first day, the twenty-first century, the twenty-first card all remind me that I am, we are, whole—all ready, already. Yet this very embodiment I somehow chose, as the one you too chose years ago, calls me and you back to where we belong; Earth and the secret of its outstanding beauty: impermanence. Therefore, we wonder “who am I” and “why me on this planet now?” ... and we wander in search of the answer. This quest is now taking me to some of the countless powerful spots that our beloved “big blue” (and Her only) can count. Seeking myself, I am finding Her. Every place I go, She, both majestically and lovingly, smiles at me and whispers to my ear: “See, I told you. You’re here too.” I climb the mountain top and touch the sky; I descend down the cliff and greet the ocean. I walk through cities, amused at my fellow earthlings. The diversity is endless. Every aspect reminds me of my own complexity, which I will never understand completely. As I travel around, I understand that understanding certainly isn’t the point anyway. In any way I go, I meet myself fully and partially, unconditionally opening and posing conditions. I discover and I forget. A part of myself is missing, everywhere. Yet I am also meeting myself a little more everywhere. Fullness is starting to make sense. The cycle of life imparts other cycles. Some are starting, a few are closing, others are continuing. Time, space, life, death, self, and other… all reminders of the paradox: their limitations compose the very nectar of the Goddess who flows in our veins and pulses in our cells. The seed She planted billions of years ago mysteriously grew countless roots and branches... to our delight. Yet they also died, and melted, and reshaped, and fainted, and reformed. We are us for this reason: continuously rewriting ourselves, dissolving and revealing. Confusion is part of wonder. Not knowing belongs to our knowingness. We are She, She is us. Nothing is missing—and nothing ever was. I, you, we belong here. I, you, we are whole and full; She, filling all our holes. The world is yours. © Cédric Gorinas, 2024
