Tarot Reading Ireland
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Tarot Reading Ireland
The search for the Holy Grail, began in the West of Ireland in 1996 on a poetry tour with poets David Whyte and John O'Donohue. It was to be the first of several such tours over the years.
Peat, poets, and divinity...smack in the center of my Heart. I thought I would be a writer (I sort of am). I thought I had found my true calling, my "Voice", mais autre choses were in store for me. The cards were in the wings.
I hadn't come home to myself...yet (or to France). The Irish have a lovely word to describe such a meandering path: Filleadh means to go out, but also to come back. It implies a retracing of a path already walked, a return.
On a visit to W.B. Yeat's Tower on that '96 Tour, I was hooked when I discovered that the great poet (a member of the Hermetic Society of the Golden Dawn) and ultimately the winner of the 1923 Nobel prize for literature, had, as one of his few treasured possessions, a deck of Tarot cards.
He made numerous allusions in his writing to Tarot symbols: Tower, Chariot, Magician, Wheel...And to top it off his new wife, “Georgie,” as a spirit medium using automatic writing, produced reams of inspirational and informative text from which Yeats wove his own literary spells.
Poetry combined with music, sacred landscape, Connemara ponies & the lilt and tilt of the Gaelic tongue enchanted me enough to pack up my cards for several more tarot reading Ireland tours over the years.
I even took a Gaelic class in San Francisco for awhile, but all I remember is “slan agat”...I've done tarot readings in Ireland in Castles, at Holy Wells, Faerie Rings, Historic resorts, Connemara, at James Joyce Center (tarot reading dublin), and even a tarot reading in Dublin (one of my favorities) at a bus station for a French woman, named Janine, whom I met on the way to Dublin from the airport.
She worked as a tour guide taking Irish folks to France! Haven't met any other tarot readers in Dublin, but I did have a reading by an amazing woman on the Beara Peninsula using “stones” - she was spot on!
'There's no path goes all the way'