How I Got Into Tarot (Even as Someone Who Grew Up Religious)

If you told 15-year-old me that I’d be reading tarot cards one day, I would’ve laughed nervously and silently prayed for forgiveness. 😅

Because growing up religious—first Catholic, then Christian—I was taught that tarot was basically a fast-pass to hell. “Divination is a sin,” they said. “It opens the door to the devil,” they warned. I didn’t question it much at the time. I just... avoided it.

But here I am. With a tarot deck on my desk and a deeper, more personal relationship with God than I’ve ever had.

So... what happened?

🚪 Enter Curiosity (A Gateway, Not a Sin)

Even as a kid, I was curious. I was the one asking “but why?” at church. I believed in God—but I also believed there was more to the story. More beyond the walls of religion.

Still, I stayed inside the lines for a long time. I played the good girl, joined ministries, memorized verses. But deep inside, I had questions that weren’t getting answered. And I had this quiet nudge in my spirit—a hunger to know myself and the Divine more intimately.

Years later, during my spiritual awakening (which, let’s just say, didn’t happen during Sunday service), I started opening up to other perspectives. I got into energy work, intuition, the law of vibration. And then one day… tarot found me.

🃏 Wait, Tarot Isn’t What I Thought?

The first time I saw a tarot card up close, I expected to feel something dark or scary. But instead, I felt... curious. Calm. Almost like I was meeting an old friend.

I pulled a card. Read the message.
And instead of doom and gloom, it reflected exactly what I was feeling but couldn’t put into words. No spooky fortune-telling, no mysterious voices—just clarity.

That moment broke something open for me. It reframed everything.

I realized tarot wasn’t about “telling the future”—it was a tool for reflection, awareness, and connection with your inner self and Source. Just like prayer. Just like journaling. Just like meditation.

And suddenly, it wasn’t scary anymore. It felt sacred.

🙏 Still Spiritual, Just Not Religious

I still believe in God. I still believe in love, truth, and divine wisdom.
But I also believe that the Creator is so much bigger than any dogma. That He/She/It is not threatened by 78 cards on a table. That Spirit wants us to explore, to ask, to connect.

Tarot, for me, has become a bridge.
Between my inner world and the Divine.
Between confusion and clarity.
Between the version of me who was afraid to ask questions—and the version of me who finally gave herself permission to.

💡 To the Curious-But-Cautious Souls…

If you’re someone who grew up religious and you’re curious about tarot but scared it might be “wrong,” I see you.

I was you.

And here’s what I’ll say: You’re allowed to explore. You’re allowed to question.
You’re allowed to grow beyond what you were taught—without guilt, and without fear.

Tarot doesn’t replace your connection to God.
It just helps you hear that connection more clearly.