From grief comes a gift.
Here’s my story . . .

The painter, the child, the Tarot reader, and spirit.

In 2017 I turned inward, towards my creative self, to handle a dark time in my life as a mother, a time I now realize was part of the plan the universe had in store for me. Some places inside ourselves are unreachable without personal trial.

I turned to art, a practice that had sustained my spirit over a lifetime, but not in a consistent way. Ten to twenty paintings a day were created during this period; then, almost as quickly as it began, the intense production slowed at the time of the solar eclipse on August 21, 2017.

8 years later, while trying to heal from another kind of grief, I was guided toward a Tarot reader. Her wisdom helped me heal, assisted in shaping my personal transformation and my spiritual journey, and I discovered my center again. I began to assemble a Tarot deck for the Tarot reader from my archive of artwork produced all those years ago, and in doing so, I realized that I had painted through the Tarot suits; I had even painted specific cards.

I knew nothing about Tarot.

This is the deck that I channeled in 2017. This is the Tarot deck the universe gave me. Everything emerges when it is supposed to, in divine timing. The time for this deck is now. 

This is the Tarot deck channeled by divine spirit.

Look for this project on Kickstarter in October, 2025.