Today's prompt is: "have you ever had a horrible reading? what went wrong with it?"
Now, today I'm going to tell you a story of a reading that was given to me, not one that I gave. However, this reading helped me to learn what not to do in a reading, so it did help me become a better reader, although that's not why I purchased the reading.
I can't quite remember the year, it was either 2013 or 2014. Here in my state we have a Pagan church. As in, a little building that was a Christian church that was renovated and holds Pagan services every Sunday, as well as for the Wheel of the Year.
This was a place that I adored. The clergy was lovely, kind, and gave great sermons. This church, in Pre-Covid times, held Psychic Festivals. There were vendors, readers of all kinds, food, music, dancing etc. It was a good time!
During that year, my wife and I went to the festival, and I wanted a reading from one of the clergy members. She had done one card pulls during a previous Sunday Service, and I had liked her reading style so I decided to pony up the $25 for the 15 minutes of reading. I had inquired about spirituality.
At that time my relationship with Brighid was new, budding, and this pastor had had experience with Brighid, so I thought it would be a good fit.
When it was my turn I walked up to the reading table, sat down and the reader got right into it, shuffling and asking me what I was looking for. I said insight on spirituality, and if Brighid had any messages for me.
Instead of going along with that request, however, the reader flipped open her cards and glared at me, intensely. She tapped a painted nail down on a reversed card - I can't remember which one it was - and she leaned in and furiously stage whispered "You need to stop with the drugs and pills, NOW" I was flabbergasted. I'd never - and still haven't - abused any sort of drug. For those of you who know me will know that I don't even smoke! To be accused, with such certainty of having a "drug problem" as she would say a second later, was insulting, confusing, scary.
I tried to defend myself, but she wouldn't have it. Again she slammed her finger onto the cards, as if there were no way they could be wrong. She saw what she saw in the reading, and after a few minutes I stopped the reading and walked away, tears in my eyes. The fury that this reader had for me, the admonishment for things that I didn't do, for the person she thought I was killed me.
I can't imagine how I would have felt if I actually had been going through an addiction issue, or a pain issue. Needless to say I've never been back to that church. My trust in the clergy has been broken, and I don't feel comfortable facing that pastor again.
(Yes, I did reach out to another pastor who stated they would talk to her, but I hadn't received any messages and this was years and years ago.)
So, while I didn't get the messages from Brighid and the spirituality insight that I was looking for that day, what I did get was a very clear example of how NOT to read tarot cards. Even if I believe that a reading is pointing in one direction and I can't read on the topic the querent is asking for, I will always remember to broach any sensitive topics with compassion, and curiosity, instead of furious admonishment.