the ending before the beginning
a tarot-essay featuring the 10 of cups, 10 pentacles and 2 of wands.
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this one’s an ode to isolation and coming out of it bc God said it’s time to shine.
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The Ending Before the Beginning
Lately, every tarot spread has been leading me to the same place.
I’ve done about five readings and no matter what I ask, the cards keep landing in the same territory: Ten of Cups. Ten of Pentacles. (and i’m not complaining)
This marks the end of a cycle. The part of the movie where you finally realize all the weird detours were leading somewhere important after all.
It doesn’t feel like a new beginning yet though, it feels like arrival.
Things might not feel perfect either or maybe you’re waiting for something to click into place. But in any case, let your intuitive guard down a little — breathe into this new moment.
The High Priestess showed up first, which set the tone right away. She always brings that quiet, in-between the spiritual and the physical worlds energy. She doesn’t force anything, she doesn’t chase, she just knows.
That was the feeling of this reading: a knowing. The kind that shows up before you have proof.
The kind that wakes you up at 2 a.m. and says, pray & pay attention, something is shifting.
Then came the Eight of Cups, which always asks the same thing: what are you ready to leave behind?
Not in a dramatic way and not with a big announcement. But with deep, dark, transformational, and soul wrenching realizations.
Sometimes growth looks like walking away from something that used to fit but doesn’t anymore. Sometimes it looks like choosing peace over potential. Sometimes it looks like finally admitting that confusion is not the same thing as chemistry.
There was a big discernment theme here. Take this as your sign to trust your intuition, even though your bullshit detector might be working overtime.
The cards suggested that you aren’t interested in mixed signals, emotional games, or anything that requires you to decode someone else’s intentions like it’s a full-time job when it comes to love or friendships.
Whatever is unfolding now wants clarity.
If it’s love, let it be love.
If it’s friendship, let it be friendship.
If it’s business, let it be business.
No fog. No guessing. No performance.
Just truth.
And still, underneath all that clarity, there was something really tender here.
The Lovers kept showing up.
Again.
And again.
Different decks. Same message.
Like Spirit was underlining the same sentence over and over.
This did not feel like a passing crush, and it didn’t feel like a situationship. It didn’t feel like “maybe someday.” It felt like two people standing at the edge of something they’ve both been building for a long time, separately, and finally being ready to meet in the middle.
Not because anyone is broken.
Not because anyone needs saving.
Just because both people have become capable of showing up fully.
That’s what kept standing out to me.
The King and Queen of Pentacles.
The King and Queen of Cups.
The Empress.
The Magician.
The Star.
These are not cards of chaos. These are cards of maturity. Of self-trust. Of knowing who you are and not needing to shrink that to make other people comfortable.
The message wasn’t that love fixes everything.
The message was that healing changes what you’re willing to accept.
You stop bargaining with your worth.
You stop auditioning for belonging.
You stop making yourself smaller just to keep things easy.
And that’s where this reading started to open up beyond romance.
Because this wasn’t only about love.
It was about abundance.
Creative abundance.
Emotional abundance.
Spiritual abundance.
The kind that starts inside you before anyone else can see it.
I’ve been noticing this weird thing lately.
Songs I’ve been thinking about start playing in random places.
Lyrics I’ve had on repeat all week show up in public.
It’s like the universe keeps changing the station just enough to remind me that frequency is real.
That’s the Star card to me.
A reminder that what you carry inside eventually shapes what you meet outside.
Your energy becomes a tuning fork.
Life starts answering back.
Maybe that’s why the Fool showed up too.
Because there comes a point where you’ve healed enough that the next step is not more planning.
It’s trust.
Trusting the application.
Trusting the move.
Trusting the creative project.
Trusting the relationship.
Trusting the dream that still feels a little too big for your current life.
The cards kept coming back to one thing:
You are not being asked to settle.
You are being asked to receive.
There’s a difference.
The Ten of Cups and Ten of Pentacles don’t show up because someone got lucky.
They show up because someone finally believes they’re allowed to have them.
And maybe that’s the real lesson here.
Not manifestation.
Not fate.
Not even divine timing.
Just the quiet, radical act of becoming available for the life you’ve been preparing for.
Some chapters end because they’re supposed to.
Some doors open because they’re ready to.
And sometimes both happen at once.
If you’ve been feeling pulled away from one thing and toward another, trust that.
If you’ve been sensing a cycle ending, trust that too.
If you’ve been carrying a dream that feels a little too big, a little too unrealistic, a little too magical, don’t put it down yet.
You may be closer than you think.
The cards keep saying the same thing.
The story isn’t ending.
It’s finally becoming itself.
xo enjoyiana