Tarot Reading for the week February 10-16

I thought I would try something new on my blog. And because I love tarot, I’m doing a little reading for all of you who came here and are interested.

The beginning of the week (Monday & Tuesday):

The Tower

This week can bring a sudden event or a big change for some of us. It seems like it’s something necessary at this time to see clearly things that were not obvious to us in the past.

This card may be showing us that there is a problem that needs to be solved. We need to stop for a moment and deal with it so we can go on with our lives.

The middle (Wednesday, Thursday):

Ace of Pentacles

After some obstacles abundance comes our way. Expect it in any form! Most probably it will come from sources that we would not assume were available or probable.

It could be a prize of some kind, a gift, good news or anything positive, unexpected and inspiring.

The end of the week (Friday, Saturday & Sunday):

The Magician

There are so many things available to us right now. We can use all that we collected so far, all the skills, knowledge and talent that we have and move forward.

We are the magicians. If we use our intuition, our abilities and imagination and put it into practice, it will bring us great reward.

So I would say this week is going to be pretty eventful and exciting. I hope you liked the reading. I set the intention that it would be accurate for everyone reading this. Feel free to write your thoughts into comments section. Have a lovely week everyone. 🙂

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I know now that I can’t actually really know someone.


I think I know them but then they don’t understand me, I don’t understand them and all that’s left is silence. Nothing.

I stood there, no words could come out of me. Because of the nothing.

In that moment there was nothing. We stood there looking into each other’s eyes but I saw nothing. I had just a vague memory and no hope. But in the present there was nothing to say nothing to do, nowhere to move. I felt like my body imprisoned me, I felt like nothing I would do or say would mean anything. So I stood there. Nothing.

Only later I felt something. The moments of guilt and regret replaced the moments of sadness.

But those were just moments, the underlying numbness I feel is like a still water. Like it was my nature. But there’s always something missing. Something that would give that water direction. Some unknown force that gives you the sense of knowing. The sense of understanding. Understanding the heart and knowing other hearts.

But I’m on my way. It’s me who can change that. It’s me who has the power to move the water and create a stream. But until I get there, I know I can’t really know anyone. And that’s all right.

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Peace of Heart

05 in the peace of morning
not everyone’s at peace
the new day propels us
by its expectation

we wish to get back

not everyone is rested
and ready to change worlds
in this vanishing hour
that we want to hold

we put off another chance

but only if we knew
how close we really are
like the rays of sun
we’d come through the window
to our heart



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The Versatile Blogger Award


I would like to thank John at DOUG DOES LIFE for nominating my blog! Make sure to visit his blog, if you haven’t already. I really love his FIND YOUR PATH IN LIFE SERIES with fun exercises.


The Versatile Blogger Award focuses on the quality, the uniqueness, the level of love.

These are the rules according to the Versatile Blogger Award blog:

  • Thank the person who gave you this award.
  • Include a link to their blog.
  • Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
  • Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award
  • Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.


My nominations
(in no particular order)

  1. Writings of a Mrs – Her poems are lovely and deep. She speaks from experience conveying it in a fresh way. She also features other poets.
  2. WordsFallFromMyEyes – Amazing writing, amazing story. Noeleen speaks directly from her heart, about her life, exactly how it happened.
  3. Project Light to Life – Christine shares her bucket list, her goals, adventures, acts of kindness, she does interviews and much more..
  4. papermashed – Great writer with deep powerful poems.
  5. THE ROOT OF THE ROOT – Valerie’s blog includes helpful articles and videos about various spiritual topics and also her poems.
  6. The Flexi Foodie – Julie Montagu’s blog about healthy plant-based diet, great recipes and helpful advice.
  7. The organic artist’s Blog – I love organic intuitive abstract art. And here you can find some.
  8. THE TRUTH YOU ALWAYS KNEW – Spiritual blog with amazing thoughts and questions about reality, dreams, universe..
  9. TOEMAIL – Great and very fun blog with the goal to promote good causes blogs.
  10. ART BY KEN – Simply amazing abstract organic art with the great use of colours.
  11. soulpatterns – I recently discovered this great blog of a visual artist, interesting art and photography.

I decided to post this with only 11 nominations (the number has much more magic in it and it goes great with number 7 😀 ), so I’m not following the rules for now, maybe I’ll add more later. 🙂


7 things about myself:

  1. I’m a procrastinator. (That’s the reason why it took me so long to write this post)
  2. I have difficulty believing in my abilities. (I have too many interests to be great in something)
  3. I love English. It’s my favourite language. (I’m Slovak)
  4. I get easily excited by little things like unpacking groceries, or finding matching colours..
  5. I’m fascinated by astral travelling, lucid dreaming, angels and spirit guides.
  6. Three months ago I decided to drop out of university (I studied architecture for 3 years) and It’s been the best decision I ever made. I love the freedom so much.
  7. I love vegan cooking. I like finding substitutes and creating delicious food that is healthy at the same time.
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Poem For Today



She wonders what will start

after the end.

Will choice be hers

or will she depend.


She knows she is free

but he likes to play.

When she crushes the cubes,

he’s building from clay.


And every time she tries

to live something new,

he gives her the question:

“But what you’re gonna do?”

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My New Poem

These raw materials,
they emerge from dark
with no attributes.
So they just are.

Shortly they get
by metamorphosis
if for amusement only
an unknown feel of ecstasy.

With affection they flow
towards more love.

Having desire for expression
they offer us the idea
to move forward

It’s easy nowadays
to understand them.
No elders needed
now when we’re free.

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lucyI’ve always loved black cats. While others spat when they saw a black cat pass in front of them, I always smiled and felt it was the sign that everything was going all right.

When we decided to give home to a cat, I didn’t realise at first that that was finally it. We were going to live with this amazing being full of love. But what else I did not realise was that not only we were choosing her, also she was choosing us.

When we looked at the photos of the cats we were going to choose from, all three of us – my mum, sister and me – agreed: “The black one.”

Her name was Lucy. Even the name was perfect. We couldn’t choose a better name for her ourselves.

As I look on this past year with her, I appreciate her more and more every day. She makes us so happy with her presence.

I love the way her fur smells. I like how when she’s hungry she always comes meowing to me, because I’m the one that feeds her most often. I like how she turns one ear to the side when she hears something. I love how adorable she looks in the evening when it’s dark and her eyes are wide and big. I like that she always finds something worth exploring, even if it is in the same place. I laugh when she jumps on a chair with so much speed, that she moves it across the room.

And as she’s lying in my lap purring and closing her eyes, I know that she appreciates me too.


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The Rain

Today I fell in love with the rain. He’s inviting, not pushing. He’s telling me: “You are free. Free to choose. Free to express your love in whatever way you feel like.”

I can be inside. With the open window just watching him and breathing the fresh fragrant air. Resting.  Just feeling.

Or go out and greet him. Meet with him. Let him kiss me.

So funny we used to be enemies. He was always irritating me with his dark humor when showering me and I was always frowning at him. I didn’t realize they were the showers of love. I just didn’t know his love language. The expression of his love is beautiful and so diverse.  I love the music he makes on the window sill, I love his fragrance of earth and wood forest .

And I love that he is always cool. With everything. Never complaining. Just being here for me.

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I found an old poem I originally wrote in April and I felt it related to right now. I updated it a little and here it is…

here it comes

after snowstorms
after dark

all that’s left

is simplicity
is ease

is a new sunny day

subtle wind
makes it fresh

gentle buds
create beauty

and silence
brings peace

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Poem of Early Summer

I wrote this piece 4 months ago and translated it into English. The original language is Slovak – my native language. So I hope it flows well and the message is clear…


Under the apple tree
in the field,
in silent garden
by the fence.

Waiting for nothing…
Reside in silence.

To bend in a field?
To trim the silence?
The silent customs
way into summer.

Handfuls of salt,
the sky is drunk,

Everything is spoiled
in the hot breath.

In those deceptive fields
I have unique fate.

Or should I go on
trying quietly?

Leafy noises
annoying flies
sleepy ladybug
fresh in the morning,
insectivorous plant.
Its own world…

In the neighbourhood,
ornamental trees.
Washed lips…
Cautious words,
not ornamental rhymes.

We walk belonging,
to ourselves,
in awful silence.

We walk in silence…

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