A Phone Dump is a collection of photos that don’t have a pair, a soulmate. Photos you wanted enough to take your phone out and take a picture of them to keep forever, but not special enough to make your profile picture. Photos that bring you joy, that are fun with context, that don’t often don’t need explanation.
A phone dump is a memory recall for the photographer to recite and remember what they see. Pick a friend or a loved one- the first person that comes to mind when you sit down to write, and describe to them what you see! Today, I am describing my phone dump to my sister, Jessica. Ha. Enjoy, miss you JC Mae ❤
This writing prompt is a lovely way to visit your loved ones that have passed. When I am thinking about my late grandma, I will often describe to her what’s going on and what I see. Super cool- try it out.
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Greetings OMies! What a post I have today. I started writing it 3 Tuesdays ago, and rescheduled it each Tuesday. Real Talk- I procrastinate on doing things I really want to do, and often postpone until I feel ready and shoved in that direction. Not with everything, but always with something!
About 4 years ago, I heard the call to learn the Tarot. I have been patiently and diligently studying ever since, and have enjoyed it as a hobby. Learning Tarot starts with incredible intimidation, and I have YOGA to thank for noticing this. I felt the same way about learning Tarot as I did about becoming a yoga teacher, and look where I am now! I put the pedal to the metal and began my svadhyaya, self-study.
At first, I was only pulling a full Celtic Spread once very few months. I would write down each card, spend time reading through their various meanings, and revisit my notes as my life would unfold. This process was suggested to me by an incredible Tarot Card Reader, and looking back, I agree. The story unfolding in the Celtic Spread comes in many lengths, and the life questions that I had were long and tedious. As years went by, her musings and predictions came true, falling into place the best way she was able to describe.
I feel empowered knowing where I am and what my next steps can be, and so Tarot works for me. I do pull cards when friends ask me to, and I am working towards being able to pull cards comfortably at any time, to any one. Thank you Yoga! Just like being a yoga teacher, I started with a small population. I only taught friends I knew. It took me years and thousands of hours of practice for me to understand different bodies, limitations, boundaries, perceptions, and myself. Now, I am comfortable that I can serve and support anyone with Yoga needs, and I know that one day I will feel this way about tarot.
My OMie Sabrina and I were sitting on the floor, shooting the shit, having a grand ole time cackling like old hens, when we pulled out my Tarot deck. I learned a new pull, a 7 card set up that speaks to me, and I was explaining to Sabrina how it works and pulled the cards for me. I explained their positioning, I pulled the Tower.
The tower stands out to me because I have never pulled it before! YALL I am serious. Don’t we all have certain cards we just never see?! Especially from the Major Arcana. Side note- I always pull the Hermit. Like, like always. I have it tattooed on my forearm, we have a special relationship, we chat often. The Tower? Never met ’em! I read the description, wondered, and we moved on.
We talked about the Lannister tower, from Game of Thrones. Bran, one of our favorites, would not have his gift of sight to save the world if he didn’t get pushed out of the tower. My insides tighten as I think of this forseeable tower in my life.
Sabrina’s turn! We pull her spread of 7. Same position- that gaddamn tower! We wonder what this tower means and are really glad that we both pulled it together, as if we got leprosy in unison and were in this together.
Our day date was March 7th, and the pandemic hit only a week after. We were both drastically affected in the same way, as we work and practice at the same yoga studio.
Why I am explaining all of this? Each card has a story, and it takes life and understanding to slowly comb through the messages that the cards bring. Listen to them, take time to reflect, and find truly awesome friends and loved ones to set the space with.
Grab your OMie, your furry friend, and a clean slate. Set an altar, try pulling a few cards, and reflect on as much as you can retain. When you know the message isn’t clear, be proud of your awareness.
Last tip? Follow tarot hashtags on Instagram. #fiveofswords keeps me humble when I need it most! Love and light my friends,