“The Death Card Doesn’t Mean Literal Death”… Except When It Does.”

I’m processesing something kind of heavy this morning. A client confirmed that I had correctly predicted her mother’s passing… and I don’t fully know how to feel about that.

I’ve said it hundreds of times in readings:

“Don’t worry—The Death card doesn’t mean literal death.”

And 99% of the time, it doesn’t!

It means transformation. It means endings that lead to beginnings. It means surrender, release, rebirth. It’s the phoenix card. A sacred shift. A rite of passage.

However… in a few rare cases—sometimes it does mean physical death. But I would never even go there unless that message was UNDENIABLE!

I don’t like saying that. I hate saying that actually.

But in extremely rare and deeply aligned moments, the message is so clear, so embodied, and so undeniable that I can’t pretend it’s anything else. Not when the cards line up and my body knows it before the cards even fall.

That’s what happened in a reading I did for a client last October.

She just booked a follow-up this week—and in her email, she confirmed what I had dreaded even speaking aloud at the time. That her mother passed, just as the reading revealed.

I told her then, gently and reverently, that someone close to her was likely preparing to leave this world. The cards that would indicate it: Death. Ten of Swords. The Tower. The feeling: bone-deep knowing. I didn’t blurt it out. I didn’t say it lightly. I only spoke it when every energetic indicator aligned—and because it was wrapped in a larger truth that needed to be heard:

This loss was not random. It was a catalyst. A moment her soul had been prepared for. A shift that would activate something sacred in her path.

She didn’t react with fear or resistance. She received it with grace. And in her recent message to me, she thanked me. She said that knowing—even just having the spiritual preparation—allowed her to be present in a way she may not have been otherwise. That the reading gave her space to show up fully. To make peace. To say what needed to be said.

And now, months later, she’s booked another reading with me.

Not because I “predicted” a death. But because I held it well.

Because I didn’t use fear as a tool, and I treated the moment like the holy ground it was.

That’s the part I want to be clear about.

Yes, I carry intuitive sight. Sometimes that means I see things most people don’t want to see. But I never chase shock value. I would never speak that outloud unless the message is undeniably aligned—and only if it serves the greater healing and higher path of the soul in front of me.

So yes, thankfully, the Death card doesn’t usually mean literal death…

But when it has been revealed to me in this way… it’s ALWAYS because a higher purpose was coming through it.

I don’t “predict” death, but sometimes it’s a crucial part of the overall story arc and it has to be seen through a very specific lens. It’s not random or arbitrary… and it’s not meant for fear… rather, preparation.