As I write this blog post, I am bone tired. Exhausted. Completely utterly run down. It’s not because of the holidays. There were a few days in there to chill so that’s not it.
Instead, it’s been a few days of anxiety-induced insomnia over here. I’ve had about three days with little decent sleep – and that does not make me a happy camper. Instead, I’ve had to rely on caffeine and sugar, which I desperately to quit.
This recent bout of insomnia was due to an external circumstance that I won’t go into here. Suffice it to say: a few weeks of micromanaging a particularly aggravating situation turned me into the kind of person I hate being. Anxious, angry, and frustrated. Which lead to stewing and brewing, the mode I go into when I’m pissy. And that means: no sleep.
Frankly, my sleep hasn’t been all that great since I went through my change of life. Menopause had few symptoms for me except where I used to be a champion in the sleep department, I now am a lightweight. Little things disturb me. Instead of sleeping through until morning, I wake up in the middle of the night right around 2:00 AM like clockwork. Most nights I will go back to sleep but there have been more than a few evenings where I’m tossing and turning for hours.
Sometimes I get up and work. Or organize my digital files. Shit like that will lull me back to sleep.
But when I’m in that brooding mode? Nothing works.
It has to run its course and there is not much I can do but hope that the negative energy lifts and that sleep returns.
It’s funny but when I was a kid, I wanted to stay up all night long. I never wanted to go to bed. When I was a young adult, I would be dancing at the clubs in my patent leather hot pants until the wee hours followed by breakfast at the local diner with my musician buddies. I had all the energy in the world to do that and go to work bright ’n early.
Those days are long gone. My body and brain aren’t made for that any longer (nor do I fit into those hot pants). At this stage in life, I’m happier when I hit the sack by ten o’clock and dream of sweet things. Who knows? Perhaps one day, I’ll be like dad who slept a good nine hours every night and took a two-hour nap in the afternoon. I used to wonder why he would “waste his day” like that. Now I know. Sleep is king. Dad was right.
And that’s when you realize that you’re getting old: when you prefer sleep over partying.
Got this Jason Momoa action figure for Christmas. It goes perfectly with my Jaime Lannister doll! Yay!
Other stuff:
Ash Ambirge is SO right: You Can’t Sell a $50 Steak to Someone Who’s There for a $2 Enchilada
Interesting story about television producer Mark Burnett.
Join Susan Hyatt for Miracle Week. It’s totally free!
Fun: Can You Spot All the Underground Music Cameos in ‘Desperately Seeking Susan’?
How Tarot Cards Are Used to Help Mental Health.
Yup: People of Color Deserve Credit for Their Work to Save the Environment.
I love the backstory on photography series: How a failed S&M magazine led Steve Kahn to create a charged photo series about a Hollywood building.
The best food to make when you’re sick.
I’m beginning to tackle the asteroids in the latest round of Astrology Bytes. This week I’m chatting about the mother of all asteroids: Ceres.
Queen of Wands Jenna Matlin has advice on how to build an altar.
65 New Year’s Eve Songs That Will Hype Up the Party.
Joanna DeVoe talks about how gratitude ain’t no joke. I love her!
Bizarre: a power outage turned New York’s skies blue.
Good advice: I Got Rid Of All The Uncomfortable Underwear In My Wardrobe & You Should, Too.
Why I prefer cats: Dog Walkers Are Basically Texting Novels to Pet Owners.
If you want to be a professional Tarot reader… this is for you.
How to set new year’s resolutions that will actually make you happy.
From Refinery29: Mark Your Calendar For These 2019 Astrological Events.
In honor of her 34th birthday, Kelly-Ann Maddox has a list of her personal faves from her YouTube channel.
Self-Care: 12 Ways To Take Better Care Of Yourself.
It may be legal to smoke a joint in New York soon.
I loved chatting with Kate Fisher, aka Daily Tarot Girl, about how to use tarot for inner work.
Catherine Chapman has a great post on how to use reversals and elemental dignities.
Some folks are afraid of Beto.
Steven Pressfield came out with this goody: The Artist’s Journey: The Wake of the Hero’s Journey and the Lifelong Pursuit of Meaning.
Curious about this one: The Courage to Rise: Using Movement, Mindfulness, and Healing Foods to Triumph over Trauma.
Is the Major Arcana too arcane for your membrane? You need The Tarot Coloring Book. It’s the easiest way to learn!
I adore gratitude work. This journal looks amazing: Good Days Start With Gratitude: A 52 Week Guide To Cultivate An Attitude Of Gratitude: Gratitude Journal.
So pumped for my next book: Tarot for Troubled Times: Confront Your Shadow, Heal Your Self & Transform the World.
What I’m Grateful For:
A good night’s sleep
Competent people
Nathan Briggs
David Bowie notebooks
Wonderful, peaceful holidays
Love
Soundtrack for 12/29/18:
Fukk Sleep by A$AP Rocky ft FKA twigs
Blessings,
Theresa
© Theresa Reed | The Tarot Lady 2018
images from stock photography and personal collection
I’m Theresa Reed (aka, The Tarot Lady). I’ve been a full-time tarot reader for 30+ years — which, in my industry, makes me pretty badass.
I’m definitely not your average Tarot expert — I drop the F-bomb, I quote rappers, and I’m obsessed with pop culture + reality TV. Folks come to me for straight-talk + tough-love — without the woo-woo fluff. 
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