Fewer tarot decks.
Less space. Careful purchasing. Ecologically mindful. In depth awareness of the messages of the cards. A raise of the rude finger to the materialism machine.
I’m not talking about one deck forever. I’m talking about a carefully created clutch of divination loveliness put together not on a tide of want, but in the certain knowledge that the tool you are choosing will be valuable to your practice in the area for which it is intended.
A designated home for each deck, with no place for forgetting.
It’s not about being perfect or smug or better than. More about care, consideration and a taking of one’s time to wonder. Wonder if that shiny thing that is beckoning is trick or treat.