And the Tarot said ....

This is October, and in October our thoughts turn to the last day of the month - Halloween. Ghosts and goblins and other foul critters inhabit our milieu, and we give ourselves over to 'things that go bump in the night'.

In the cold light of science, it is hard, at times, to believe in things that cannot be seen, tested and observed. I, for one, believe in the value and truth of science and I am often thrilled by the discoveries being made almost daily - illuminating the mechanics of space and time, the constituents of matter, and our place in the cosmos.

But I also know, from personal experience, that there is more to our existence and place than meets the eye. There is this thing, often referred to as 'The Occult', that science, true science, has not touched upon. Yet.

As a young man of 20 I was gifted with a deck of Tarot cards - a deck I still possess to this day. I rarely read the cards anymore - one usually reads cards for those he or she knows - friends, relatives, acquaintances. After a while, it seems like what my sons like to refer to as "TMI" - too much information. I found myself uncomfortable with what I was seeing in the cards about people I knew - so I stopped.

For the most part.

I do occasionally read for strangers - but it is, by its nature, a rare occurrence. After all, in order for someone to know I read cards, they must be something less than a total stranger, right? Anyway, it does happen.

The thing is, I have been very, very, accurate. I know you have no reason to take my word for it and I am not going to try to convince you. I know what I know - I have experienced what I have experienced - it is enough for me to know what I have done. But the accuracy I have demonstrated goes way beyond chance, or luck, or good guessing. There is something I am able to touch when the cards are in my hands - when I have given myself over to the concentration and effort required to read the cards properly. The cards are my tool. My doorway to wherever it is I find myself able to go to 'see'.

With all the talk and theory surrounding concepts like parallel dimensions, multi-dimensional space-time, brane and M-theory, and so on, it becomes possible to imagine that our brains are wired to exist in more than one space-time - more than one dimension. There are those who believe that dreams are actually what we are experiencing in another dimension.

Look around you. There is more there than meets the eye. Much, much more. And to prove it, on Friday the 29th of this month, I am going to read the cards for someone - I will publish the results of that reading here.

If you recognize yourself in the reading, feel free to comment. On the other hand, you may not want to.

Ndinombethe.