I was on a spiritual bliss journey.  Reading tarot to astrologers at a long-time very friendly family conference.  It felt like family.  And I got to sit next to all sorts of different parts of me at my table. 

I was a beautiful ex-stripper now a professional committed to a company that makes natural viagra.  I looked deep in the eyes of what would seem to be a tired housewife and discovered a rich blessed poet.  My cards revealed themselves in a tall blonde wide-eyed young woman who is unsure about her marriage, unconfident of her talents, and bright warm open love about her son.

My dear Divine Friend came to me time and after time to look me in the eyes to enjoy Her Gift of Me.