Hey Reader,

You know how people say moms have eyes in the back of their heads? Yeah, that’s not it. What we really have is High Priestess energy.

For example (in my best Hermione Granger voice): my kid skulks into the hallway before dinner, hands hidden like a cartoon villain. I’m across the house juggling work, dinner, and crafts… and I still know. That’s not eyesight. That’s intuition. Call it mom radar, instinct, whatever.

That, my friends, is some High Priestess shit.

Weekly Tarot Card.

She’s the keeper of inner knowing, the one who reminds us that not everything is visible, logical, or explainable. Sometimes the answers come from the quiet voice inside that doesn’t need evidence to be valid. Her message for the Fool on his journey probably goes something like this:

The Fool barges in, loud and eager, saying, “I’m ready! Tell me what to do next, what’s the plan, what’s the hack?”

The High Priestess just smiles, leans back, and says, “Be quiet. You already know — you’re just too damn busy to hear it.”

The Fool fidgets, protests, checks their pockets for another snack. The High Priestess waits. Calm, steady, unbothered. Because she knows that clarity doesn’t come from scrambling harder — it comes from stillness.

Her lesson? The answers don’t always live out there in the noise and advice and spreadsheets. Sometimes they’re already sitting inside you, waiting for you to pause long enough to notice.

If The Magician was about taking action with what’s in your hands, The High Priestess is about listening to what’s already in your gut.

A Powerful Question.

Where in my life do I already know the answer — but keep pretending I don’t?

See ya next time.

Trust your gut. It’s usually right.