Sometimes tarot reading is sitting on the floor, listening to soundtrack from lord of the rings, everything illuminated by candle flickering and doing tarot spreads.
Sometimes it’s pulling one card out of the deck in the car because you got there a minute early.
Sometimes it’s sniffling on the floor, eyes damp with tears, desperately trying to find how to get through this.
Sometimes it’s sitting in the meadow, or the forest. Enjoying the sun. Listening to the birds, feeling at peace.
Sometimes it’s hiding in the bathroom, trying to be fast enough that no one will suspect anything.
Sometimes it’s laying on the floor with a friend or two, pulling cards for each other.
Tarot reading can look so many different ways, that doesn’t mean one is necessarily better or right.