This is not fortune-telling.
This is soul-tending.

You do not come to the Tarot to glimpse the future—
you come to remember yourself.

The cards lay themselves before you not as oracles, but as mirrors.
Each one a fragment of the mythic whole, a flicker of archetypal fire long buried under your daily forgetting.

They reflect the timeless archetypes you (re)live —lover, warrior, seeker, fool— guiding you not toward answers, but toward awareness [I think you should add something after this because awareness is important first step but it isn’t enough to transmute a state of consciousness, to be alchemist].

Here, you are not a passive receiver of fate.
You are the alchemist.

With every draw, you hold the invitation to transmute your own experience.
The Tarot becomes a sacred tool of inner alchemy, illuminating the places where old patterns calcify, where energy stagnates, where your light has dimmed beneath the weight of shoulds [did you meant shrouds?] and shadows.

You begin to see differently.
To move differently.
To reclaim the golden thread of your own becoming.

What you touch in these images is not prediction, but presence.
Each archetype—a portal.
Each symbol—a whisper from the depths of your psyche.
They remind you of who you’ve been, yes—but more importantly, they call forth who you already are beneath the noise.

You are the mapmaker and the wanderer.
The question and the key.

This is the magic of archetypal wisdom:it lives in your marrow, ancient and unforgotten, waiting to be re-met.The Tarot simply helps you remember how to listen.

So let this be your threshold.

Not to something outside of you, but back into your own myth, into the sacred spiral of your unfolding. No gods to appease. No dogma to swallow,just the echo of your own genius, mirrored back to you in 78 reflections.

Come home to the conversation already underway within you. The Tarot is here to help you hear it.And when the path feels tangled or the symbols unclear, I’m here to walk beside you.

Not with answers, but with lantern in hand, a fellow traveler fluent in the language of archetypes, attuned to the quiet shifts that mark true transformation.

Together, we listen.
Together, we remember.
Together, we return—again and again—to the wisdom that was never lost.

Let me help you find your own way in.
The cards are waiting.
So are you.