There are moments in Wonderland when the tea tastes strangely familiar…
and the cards fall not by chance but by whispered design.

A curious follower recently gifted me a three card tarot reading, one I hadn’t asked for, but that arrived as if by enchantment, mid-butterfly riddle, and moonlit musing. Without knowing, he dealt not just paper, but poetry.

đź”®My Tarot Reading

1. Love Unabashedly (Card 40)
“Once the Moon and I got arrested for wild love in public… so now we meet in secret. But don’t let that hold you back.” This my past.

2. Ask for Help (Card 23)
A woman gazes into her reflection—a still lake as her mirror. (Interpretation pending… but the image says enough.). This my present.

3. Engage Trust (Card 1)
A butterfly, delicate and determined. “Love loves what it loves because of trust.” This my future.

At first glance, these cards might seem simply sweet, even whimsical. But tea doesn’t steep well in lukewarm waters. This brew had heat beneath it.

🪞The Mirror Moment

These cards felt eerily aligned. I’ve been dancing with someone new, someone I dare say might just be my mirror in human form. We reflect each other in ways both comforting and confronting. It’s beautiful. It’s baffling. It’s a bit bonkers. (Just the way I like it.)

I’ve started calling him The Looking Glass Knight, for he shows me parts of myself I hadn’t seen, and in turn, I reveal his.

So when that butterfly card flew in, landing like punctuation to a hidden sentence I’ve been writing in my soul, I blinked. I’d been working on a butterfly riddle to post that weekend, which I did! Stay tuned for the answer! A new type of piece for the curious, to keep minds sharp, wings soft, and hearts wide open.

Synchronicity? Maybe.

Spellwork? Possibly.

Truth wrapped in glittering nonsense? Absolutely.

🫖Today’s Teacup Truth

Mirrors don’t lie…but they do speak in riddles.

Sometimes the help we need is not from others but from our willingness to look inward. Sometimes trust begins not with someone else, but with ourselves. And sometimes… love dares to be loud, even if the world tries to quiet it.

🤯Thoughts to Tumble With:

Pour your thoughts below or whisper them to the wind.
I’ll be listening… somewhere between a butterfly wing and a teacup’s echo. 🦋🫖🪞

Yours in Wonder,

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