Have you ever had a coffee cup reading?

I remember the first time I did, I was a teenager, of course, my parents wouldn't allow me a reading until I turned 16. It was from my grandmother though, and it wasn't until I was 18 when I had my tarot cards done by a reader outside my family.

It is always a fun experience. We all want to have insight to where we are headed, what is awaiting us in the future, who will we meet, who wel will marry - if we will marry.

One of my first readings was with a greek lady, she didn't know english so I had my aunt join me to translate. She lived in a small appartment, one bedroom old pad with old carpet and dated furniture. Her kitchen had just enough space to fit one person. I remember embroidered doylees on most every table surface, and the place always smelled like food, delicious food. 

We would sit at her kitchen table, and watch her shuffle the cards. They weren't tarot cards just simple playing cards which was one of the things that impressed me most. I always had a great time at our sessions, so did my aunt. After the cards, she would prepare the coffee, greek style, which isn't that different from Armenian style - really it's all the same coffee. The little cup she would serve in was very colorful, fall colors mostly and that comforted me too, Fall being my favorite Season. In Montreal where I was born and raised, Fall is just beautiful! Montreal is also a very cosmopolitan city with many cultures colliding and mingling, Greek, Armenian, Syrian, Egyptian, Lebanese, Chinese, Indian.... very multicultural. French was and still is the primary language. I speak it fluently, and enjoy it. I have yet to read a coffee cup in french, looking forward to it.

While I drank my coffee my aunt would get into some conversation with the Greek lady, I would take my time to drink feeling she had a lot to discuss. So she read my cards chatted a bit, then she would grab my cup that I had turned over five minutes earlier. She would carefully look it over, slowly turning the little colorful porcelain in the palm of her hand. I would anticipate her first words, in fact I would anticipate her fisrt expressions. When she would finally begin to read, she went on for at least a good 20 minutes.

It was always a great reading that left me excited, in wonderment and no, I will not discuss what she said... did you think I would?

All I can say is that the last reading I got from her came to pass fifteen years later. It is only when the events transpired that it hit me, I had had a recall of her reading and had realized "hey she predicted it right!"

What the reading did do at the time is give me hope and excitement about my future. And readings should do that. At times a reading will refer to the immidiate future and sometimes the distant future. What is most important is to take it lightly, to embrace the good, consider any advice and forget. When things come to pass... the validaton alone brings this comfort that we are on the right path in our life.