AKA Lo Scarabeo’s Secret Tarot, and this little goth-girl-all-grown-up finally has it!
This is an occasion for very ungoth-like squealing and jumping up and down and maybe even a little bit of running-around-in-circles (as long as nobody’s looking), like a kid at Christmas :D
The Secret Tarot is the deck that got me seriously interested in tarot again after years of not paying it much attention. I even went to the local witchy store to hunt it down, with no luck. The card that started the whole thing was that long, tall, cool – possibly poisonous – drink of white-faced melancholy, the Queen of Swords. She is mesmerising in her stillness and she appears over and over again in this deck in various guises. Some might say that this is a sign of lazy art, but I l think it brings a continuity to the deck to go along with the story background of the deck’s creation. It is almost as if she is the spirit of the deck. Sometimes she is mysterious, sometimes withdrawn, and sometimes she’s just plain sullen. And I love it!
I look forward to getting a chance to finally read with this deck after all these years of admiring it from afar and dreaming of the day… Some of the cards are so visually different to the usual depictions of their topics – most of the cards are cool and dark, even the Wands – that it makes me wonder if it will be a “theme” deck; if it will read better on certain topics than others. I get the feeling that it’s a deck that won’t dance around issues; that it doesn’t believe in frosting and sprinkles to make the medicine go down. You’ll take it and you’ll like it and you’ll say “Thank you, can I have some more?” Or perhaps it will just brood in the corner until I play a little “Temple of Love” and make it a velvet bag to snuggle down in.
Whatever it takes. I’ve waited long enough for us to be together.