For the Love of tarot

I first came across tarot at the end of a three month journey exploring America. I had completely run out of money and accepted a lift from a train station to stay with 3 students for my last week in America. (That's me in New York)
I can remember they drank a lot of beer, ate bacon with maple syrup (very weird for me) and they were all pagan.
They were out all day, and I would read their books, explore their tarot decks, and totally absorb myself. When they came back after college I would have hundreds of questions- and I learnt so much from these three generous and easy going young men.
I also think I drank quite a lot of their beer...
Time passed, I discovered Norse shamanism, got married, became pregnant with my first child.
I felt no draw to continue with either Nordic martial arts or shamanism whilst pregnant. Yet we lived in a tiny off grid home- no computer, and time a plenty on my hands.
