The Star is the card that I obsessed over most, I tried to replicate her image in my own drawings countless times and it's still one of my favorite cards. I went to the only metaphysical bookshop in my town and purchased that very deck the next day. I didn't understand what the cards meant then (my cousin didn't have a guide book and there was no internet, let alone an actual computer in our household) but I loved the artwork and was lured into the illicit prospect of having a tarot deck of my own. I think I was probably 15 or 16 when my cousin brought his Rider-Waite Tarot deck over to my house, we had to be sneaky to look at it because it was a Catholic house and anything occult was considered to be 'Devil shit". I remember pouring over the images on each card, transfixed by the artwork which depicted the Magician, The Knight of Swords, The Tower and The Star. Sometimes people ask me how I got into tarot (and one time, I got asked to talk about it on a Hilah's Happy Hour podcast!) so here is a rough bit of background on my personal history with Tarot, if you happen to be one of those people.
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