Not the traditional Tarot cards. These have their own stories and meaning that probably only make sense to me. I made the first one in a new batch that I plan on printing on tea stained paper again.
I like the story that comes with this card and I don’t mind sharing so here goes:
Back in 1999/2000 I was in New Zealand for 8 months with my husband. We were both working on our finals for university; his work was for a phd in Quantum chemistry, mine was a cand scient in biology. I missed my family in Denmark and one day as I was talking with my dad over the phone, he went: “We will come visit for Christmas!” He had not exactly discussed this with the rest of the family, like my mom for instance, but they landed in Auckland for Christmas. I was incredibly happy to see my mom and dad but also my younger brother who had been sailing the world for months with Mærsk Line.
One day we went snorkeling at Goat Island, just north of Auckland. Now my dad used to dive back in Denmark in his younger days, but at this point he had not been doing any of that for at least 20 years. Goat Island was magical. Shallow and clear water, plenty of sunlight and an ocean of colorful, curious sea creatures. It was such an adventure and he loved it. I went swimming close by him to show him a few highlights I knew from previous snorkeling and diving trips there, when suddenly he took off diving down to the bottom to catch something. As he came back up he went to me and placed something in my hand. We were both still a meter or so under the surface so we had no words, but he closed my fingers around the object and smiled wide despite the mask and all.
It was an amazing huge conch shell he had found and given to me. Unfortunately we were not allowed to bring anything from this beach as it is a natural reserve, so I carefully placed it back at the seabed. My dad sadly died that year and I miss him terribly to this day. Sometimes I regret that I did not keep the conch shell, but I will forever remember the excited expression on my dads face as he was snorkeling in this place and when he placed this gift in my hand. And really that was the true magic in that moment, not the conch shell, even if it was incredibly beautiful.
