Here is enough to be honest. A few peole have percolated into my life who
quite like tarot but none as obsessive as me
.
I'm always happy to talk about tarot with people who are interested or have a few decks or vaguely know something. But for seriously good quality tarot conversation, only here I'm afraid...
But I tend to think of tarot as quite a solitary interest; me, my cards and I. When I get an afternoon to myself (not often), there's nothing I like more than to be alone with my decks spread out, rummaging in my tarot chests, setting up a reading table with candles and rocks and wands and lighting the incense, pot of tea, drawing cards, reflecting, pondering. Oh bliss!