A Reflection on Voice, Tarot, and Coming Full Circle

I’m so very proud of myself.

When I look at where I am now, I’m in awe of how far I’ve come — and how deeply I’ve been guided, even when I didn’t fully understand the signs.

A few years ago, I bought a deck of melanated tarot cards. I didn’t know much about tarot at the time — I had only received a few readings from Dani Simone, who became a beautiful guide during an early part of my journey. I still send her well wishes wherever she may be.

Back then, I started pulling a card every day. And for weeks, months even, I kept getting the same card — over and over. Even when I went long stretches without pulling at all, it would still show up again when I returned. The message?
That I needed to use my voice.
That I was doing a disservice to the world — and to myself — by not sharing it.

I didn’t understand the message fully back then. But it stayed with me.

Then last year, I experienced Reiki for the first time. The practitioner told me my root chakra was deeply grounded — but that my throat chakra was blocked. She encouraged me to start journaling. And I did. But even then, I didn’t know what to write. I was still searching for the “how.”

And now…
everything is starting to make sense.

I’m using my voice.
I’m journaling with purpose.
I’m writing my book.
I’ve launched my blog.
I’ve stopped silencing myself in spaces where I once would’ve swallowed my truth.

That card, that block, that journal?
They were all guiding me here.

To this moment.
To this becoming.
To this fullness of self.