All my adult life this one query has come at me time and time again when meeting new people.. What are you into? How do you spend your free time? What are your hobbies? I almost fumble for an answer as I try not to appear to dull “well you know, i umm, well i read a lot of news, and I like to travel!” Yeah maybe I like to travel but I’m not jet-setting around the world on a weekly basis, hell I can’t even use summer and winter as verbs (someday, someday). So what are my hobbies? After recently moving in with some friends with very defined hobbies (from brewing beer to knitting) I realized that I don’t have any, not one.
With this realization came another, I don’t have the attention span or dedication for a hobby, I mean a real enthusiast, they really care about their chosen hobby/obsession/interest, and I guess I’m just too jaded to commit myself that much, however I do want to have an answer to that reoccurring question.
Faced with this most unfortunate predicament I’ve made, what seems to me, to be the only sensible response, I’m gonna try them all. Every hobby that comes my way I’m gonna pick up (one at a time, probably anyway). Every month I am going to adopt a new hobby and spend a month living as though this is my calling. Maybe something will stick and I’ll continue with it, but just as likely not. I do not know.
For my inaugural foray into the world of hobbies I have chosen, for the month, to be a Tarot enthusiast. I will learn how to use Tarot cards, their background, and hopefully not only have my cards read by an expert but also give readings to friends and strangers. I have purchased the Thoth Tarot deck and “How To Read the Tarot” by Sylvia Abraham.
Today I embark on my journey to unlock the secrets of my past, present, and future, as well as, for the first time, the world of the hobbyist.
