This one is too crazy to make up, people. My friend Julia and I were sitting at the window table at Third Place, catching up on all the fun gossip left over from a slew of parties this weekend, when a playing card landed on her.
That’s right. It landed on her. She was sitting cross-legged, and when she uncrossed and put her foot back down on the floor, there was a Jack of Spades on her knee.
Not only did it appear kind of out of nowhere, but clearly, it picked her.
What the hell does this mean? Neither of us have any idea. We googled it. We came up with something about a “male, young in age or ‘spirit’, having dark hair and eyes; usually intellectual rather than emotional in how he views the world, he seeks justice and is judgmental by nature.” Hmmm. We came up with a better one that said it represents “Change: the essential force in all things. Change can be for the better or for the worse; only the individual can decide which he or she wants.” That’s kind of ridiculous, because of course anyone with the sense to be googling playing card symbolism has the sense to choose change for the better, every day of the week.
I think both interpretations are bogus. I say, if a playing card picks you out of the blue, something interesting is afoot. The universe is trying to get your attention. Adventure is on the way. Can’t wait to see what happens next.