IF WE KNEW THE FUTURE – Marilyn Armstrong

I can see the future.

Everyone can. Take a look at the present. Extrapolate what’s likely to happen. It’s not magic, it’s logic. Intentions made real. Probabilities aligned.

Chinese (Sui) porcelain musicians. They come from the past. We all come from the past. In case you failed to notice.

Chinese (Sui) porcelain musicians. They come from the past as do we all

We see ahead as accurately as we need to. Seeing more would gain us nothing but misery. The future would be a fearsome place. We could waste our entire lives trying to change it. No one would enjoy the present. What a pointless exercise!

Which brings me into a discussion of reading Tarot and why I don’t do it now.

I knew there is a strong spiritual element to reading and I also knew I was good at it … which was the problem. I knew too many people who wanted horoscopes for themselves, their children, or some family member I’d never met or wanted to meet.

For example, no matter how many times I said I would not read for children (much less newborn babies), no one listened. It was like a TV cop show where they are forever telling someone to “stay in the car.” No one stays in the car.


I understood knowledge is important, but they didn’t want spiritual understanding. They just wanted to know what was would happen next and with whom. I didn’t feel I should tell them because what I said might make it happen. The problem is, when you “see” something, interpreting what that means is not always what you think it is.

But right now, I will make a prophecy. I can guarantee you it’s true.

We will all die. Of something. Eventually. Until then, let’s live a little!

Categories: Antiques and Antiquities, Marilyn Armstrong, Supernatural

Tags: , , , ,

15 replies

  1. If we were friends ‘in real life’, I’d probably be buggin’ you to do a reading for me. But only because I find that stuff fascinating and tried (vainly) to learn it for myself. I think it must be an inherent gift, although one can learn the ‘rules’. If the ‘magic’ ain’t there, though, it just ain’t there. I used to read for myself, but got the strong impression that I should not be doing that. Haven’t read since.


    • It’s not smart to read for yourself. You tend to see either what you want to see or what you are afraid to see — and it’s as likely as not, neither is actually there. Reading is complicated. Yes, I think some people have a gift for it. Astrology is better for people who follow rules.


  2. I’m with you. I know that anticipation can be difficult for some, they want or need to know all. However, there is something rather magical in not knowing and experiencing life’s delights. Yes, there are moments we’de rather not experience but they all make up a whole and influence who we are. So other than a delightful amusing party trick, I’d rather continue on.


  3. I do have a set of cards but don’t know how to read them.


  4. I have never had my cards read although I’ve sometimes thought that it would be interesting. Now I am in two minds about it. I would like to know if certain goals for the future will be achieved but on the other hand, I don’t want to hear about grief, sickness and death in the future. You don’t have to be clairvoyant to predict those, everyone gets their fair share. Perhaps it’s best to keep pottering along enjoying the journey and remaining ignorant about what is at the destination. I do think the cards are beautiful though.


  5. Wise words, and good common sense. 🙂


  6. The Wirth is my favourite tarot… but I don’t use it for others either.


Talk to me!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Our Eyes Open

Come along on an adventure with us!

Keep it alive

A look at life, achieving good physical and mental health and happiness

Social artist

Courteous to your heart

Story Board

News Stories

Covert Novelist

Just another WordPress site

The Small Dog

Life from the Tail End

Cee's Chronic Illness Sisterhood

Peer support and hope for women with Chronic Illness and their support team.

Salted Caramel

Blogging, Motivation, Lifestyle and much more.

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Echoes of Life, Love and Laughter

Sarah's Attic Of Treasures

Making My Home A Haven is important to me. Sharing homemaking skills. Recipes and food. Bible Studies. This is a treasure chest of goodies. So take a seat. Have a glass of tea and enjoy. You will learn all about who I am.

Green Screen

The Environmental Movie Podcast


Crittering (noun) - the observation of critters in their natural habitat.

Works by Martha Kennedy

Historical Fiction, Memoir and Paintings

bushboys world

Photos of my world and other stuff I hope you will enjoy too. Photos taken with Canon PowershotSX70HS Photos can be purchased.


Independent views from someone who offers some historical context


I use the best, I use the rest

This, That, and The Other

Random musings on life, society, and politics.

My Blog

Just another WordPress.com site

I'm a Writer, Yes, I Am! and a Painter, too? Who knew?

Martha Ann Kennedy's Blog, Copyright 2013-2020, all rights reserved to the author/artist

National Day Calendar

Fun, unusual and forgotten designations on our calendar.

Cee's Photo Challenges

Teaching the art of composition for photography.

Trent's World (the Blog)

Random Ramblings and Reviews from Trent P. McDonald

Views from the Edge

To See More Clearly

serial monography: forgottenman's ruminations

wandering discourse, pedantic rant, self-indulgent drivel, languorous polemic, grammarian's bête noire, poesy encroachment approaching bombast, unintended subtext in otherwise intentional context, unorthodox unorthodoxy, self-inflected rodomontade, …

draliman on life

Because sometimes life just makes you stop and think

The English Professor at Large

Posts about old Hollywood, current concerns



The Day After

Musings, Photography, Writing, and More



%d bloggers like this: