The Tarot card reader looks disappointed
My brief show of interest is only that
Brief, and just a show
Since I have no intention of being read
I turn to go
She looks lonely and I briefly reconsider
But I don’t want to be influenced by the limitations of that deck
I want all my possible futures left unchecked
So I go
Moments later I find the room where the workshops take place
This one is a Group Auric Reading and Healing
As I find a chair the clairvoyant smiles at me
I meet her with a smile in return
She tells me I have a special energy
Thanks, don’t we all?
I say, trying to be polite
And with a conspiratorial glance we admit
We know most people never uncover theirs
And that’s fine, so we smile again and I settle into my seat
But this group has enough power
To light up the multi-dimensional space around us
In layers that are peeled back
With insightful observations that are pointedly personal
And generally general
Specific and vague and mysterious and true
So when its time to go
Its with gratitude and affirmation
Cosmically aware of infinity
And all its limitations
And mine too
David Trudel © 2013
