When I see a tarot deck, I see a story unfolding right in front of me. A story of what is, what was and what is to come. A story of the Soul, and the choices we make. A story of the unavoidable and the everchanging. When I see a deck, I can talk to it, like I talk to a friend. It whispers to me secrets, it whispers to me playfully, sometimes with clarity, sometimes in riddles. But always in the language of the ...