A few weeks ago, I returned home from something truly life-changing—a Tarot retreat in Venice, Italy. And while I’ve been back for a bit now, it’s taken time to find the right words. Because something shifted in me there. Something big.
I attended the retreat with 20 other Intuitives, Mystics, Mediums, and Healers from around the world. We gathered in a centuries-old Venetian villa to deepen our connection to Spirit and to our unique ways of working with the unseen. It was powerful. It was intimate. It was expansive in ways I’m still unraveling.
A Moment That Changed Everything
There was one moment during those days that I keep returning to. That conversation sparked a question I’ve carried my whole life:
“Am I doing this right?”
It’s a question that used to sit in the back of my mind like a shadow. Because I’m self-developed. I don’t have a formal degree in Tarot or spiritual healing. I’ve never followed a rigid tradition. I’ve followed my heart. My intuition. My lived experience.
During the evening before the event, several attendees met at the hotel lounge to get to know each other. I noted right away that several people knew each other and some even traveled together. As the group turned from four to eight to twelve, I overheard conversations that made it clear many of my ‘classmates’ had been to other retreats with this master and others. I admit I wondered if I might be in over my head.
Amid the happy reunions and welcomes, someone asked me, “Where have you trained?” and another followed with, “Who is your mentor?” I replied honestly—nowhere, and I don’t have a mentor. I am self-developed. A few people seemed curious about that, raised eyebrows and one person even said, “That’s just not possible. You cannot do this work without having a mentor.”
Yet there I was.
I now see that question for what it really was—a shadow of doubt trying to protect me from being seen.
And in Venice, that doubt softened. I saw clearly that the path I’ve walked—the path of healing myself through intuition, Spirit, and Tarot—is not only valid, it’s innate and powerful.
The retreat itself was powerful. It was eye-opening. It cracked something wide open in me. Being there gave me a mirror, and for the first time, I could truly see the depth of what I’ve built over the years with my Tarot practice. The whole experience stirred something so deep, it’s still unfolding within me.
I surrendered the need for outside validation. I pulled back the veil of self-doubt. And what I found underneath was a deep knowing that I am exactly where I need to be. That I am doing this right.
Tarot as a Lifelong Companion
Tarot found me when I was just 14 years old. It’s been with me ever since—through trauma, healing, awakening, and transformation. I’ve learned its language not through textbooks, but through practice, presence, and connection with the Divine.
I have always felt and known that Tarot isn’t just my tool. It’s my mirror. A sacred conversation. A way home to Self.
Yet after all these decades, my experiences in Venice have shown me that I’ve been ‘intellect-ing’ my gifts all this time. And now, through the many magical moments both privately and shared, I’ve truly come to embodying my gifts; letting go of all questioning or searching outside my Self for any answers. I am at peace in my own gnosis.
Just Like Dorothy
There’s something timeless about the story of The Wizard of Oz. A girl caught in a storm, swept far from home, traveling through a strange land in search of something she already had. That story has been whispering through me ever since I returned from Venice.
Because what I discovered on that trip wasn’t some grand external revelation. It was something I’d been carrying inside me all along.
For years, like many intuitives and healers, I quietly wrestled with the question: Am I doing this right? I taught myself Tarot, followed my intuition, cultivated my gifts in quiet moments and client sessions and soul-deep conversations. But there was always that subtle background hum—a wondering if there was a “right” way to walk this path.
And then, in Venice, surrounded by 20 other mystics and spiritual practitioners from around the world, something shifted. Something opened. It was like the veil lifted and I could see—not just how far I’d come, but how deeply I belonged. How innately right it had always been.
It felt like an ocean wave of relief washing through me, over me, within me.
Love, compassion, belonging, self-worth, warmth, home—they all lit up inside me at once. My body tingled from crown to toes. My soul felt wrapped in the arms of Spirit. I felt the presence of angels, guides, masters. There was nothing left to question.
I saw clearly: I’ve been the one holding the map the whole time. Just like Dorothy.
It was never about finding someone else to validate me. It was about surrendering to what had always been within. That clarity, that connection, that undeniable knowing.
And now? I feel more devoted than ever to helping others discover that truth for themselves.
Every reading I offer, every class I teach, every intuitive message I share is a hand extended along the yellow brick road. Not because I have all the answers—but because I know the journey. And I know what it feels like to finally arrive at the place where you realize: I was never lost. I just forgot.
Have you felt that too? The pull to reconnect with your own inner light?
If so, I invite you to book a Tarot + Life Path Reading with me. Let’s explore what’s unfolding for you and help you remember what your Soul already knows.
And if this reflection resonated with you, I’d love to hear from you. Just hit reply and say hello. I love walking this path together.
With warmth, wonder, and a little magic. I see you and I love you.