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I was raised as a catholic, in a country where most of the people is catholic, but weird enough, I never really believed in that. The idea of a god that it's always calling himself forgiving and loving, and however don't haves the less concience when it comes to killing and destroying people with diferent believes didn't really feel right to me. When I was 15 I finally stoped going to church and had to deal with lots of problems with my family, as my rejection of their faith was considered sort of heresy.
For a long time I wandered around simply collecting myths and stories and trying to make the puzzle of what was my truth. I always believed in fairies, and the idea of everything having a spirit was comforting. I grew surrounded by animals, and I was aware that contrary to catholic believes, they do have a soul, and they're able to see beyond our banality-filled eyes.
After some time, I bought my Fairies Tarot... and my little girls (as I call them) were the ones that showed me the way. For me it was amazing to see how well we matched, and how many truths and secrets they were able to say. They told me about the Mother and the Father, and they told me that by giving Them a name, I would accept them.
I bought more books and I learnt about the wiccan, how they worship our Mother Nature and how they are open minded, how they use magic and how they love peace and unity more than anything. For me, it was amazing to see how their ideas were so rewarding, so beautiful. I've been following the wiccan path for a bit more than three years now, and I've never felt more at ease with myself. Now I am so lucky to live in a place where nature is respected and loved, and I enjoy a lot going for a walk in the woods, talking with the spirits and the fairies. I feel happy to say that I've seen their miracles, that I've witnessed magic and that I've been blessed with, finally, the tolerance of my family.

I find it easy now most of the time, but that's because it's my main source of advice and we've been working together for a long time now, so...
I think the main advice I can give you is, perhaps, forget for a bit about the book. Display all the cards (maybe on a carpet) and ask them how they'd like to work. Some cards are stronger in diferent days, and sometimes just when you're shuffling, one or two will jump at your hand and tell you something. Their faces are always changing, and most of the time it's more like reading someone's facial expressions than like reading tarot.
My most common method is as follows: I shuffle them and use the time to connect. I talk to them, say hello and please. Then, I take one card to understand their current mood. Being fairies they have feelings that change too, so that's important to know when you see their answers. Then, I ask for an advice, comment, any random thing they want to give me. Sometimes they make jokes XD It's after all this that I ask for questions. Maybe it's because I talk to them like I would talk to a friend: first hello, how are you, tell me about you, and then we start talking about what I came here to ask 3nodding
I don't know if this will help, but I really hope so!

Some nights ago, I had a dream so beautiful that I consider it as a present... I dreamt that I was opening my old dresser (the one I had when I was a little girl) to show my boyfriend what was inside. I was finding things I didn't even remember consciously... old clothes, toys, a lot of stuff I treasured when I was little. It was marvelous! Like a tiny bit of lost childhood coming back to me. I'm not young anymore, and I wonder if this was a way to help me say goodbye to my youth in a peaceful way, paving the road to a good maturity.
I feel this dream was almost a tiny ritual on its own, worth ading it to my Book of Shadows. I wonder if dreams are indeed a form of comunication between humans and spirits?

Wow, it's been a long time... so, I changed home... I was in Quebec and now I am in Edmonton. The change was not all soft and easy: lots of problems and mistakes, dealing with bureacracy, plane tickets, visas, new places and goodbyes. I see now how easily people can lose the path... all it takes is a bit too much of the harsh real world.
I missed Lammas, damn. But well, we spent four days in a hotel desperatedly looking for a flat, with all my wiccan tools in a cardboard box... only my Fairies Oracle was with me. My chalice is broken emo I told him goodbye, but still haven't found a new one to replace it.
Alas... now that we're settled, I intend to take this weekend to make a ceremony to mark the start of a new episode in our lives. I'll clean up the new house physically and spiritually, and I'll probably hang one or two amulets around. As I'm specializing myself in protection and luck, I think it's the perfect moment to take out the dust of my books and tools and open the door of this new house and moment to the goddess.