I met Jetzi during a very trying transition in my life. Magical and magnetic, it was one of those moments where you know the universe is looking out for you. I reached a point where I felt like I needed to make some changes in my life—drastic ones. Naturally, I sought out my friend of familiar frequencies and asked if she could read my cards for me. I walked away from that reading with my shattered hope put back together, ready for the journey before me. I was the Magician, with the tools at my fingertips to make manifest my own destiny. I’ve been the Hanging Man, making the most of my circumstances. The Wheel of Fortune is so close I can taste it. Each card we drew has literally come to life before my eyes. I started this journey as the Fool: my head to the sky with nothing but faith. Faith in the universe, faith in myself. If it turns out that the world isn’t mystical, at the very least I know that I am. Soon after Jetzi’s reading I went on a much needed get away and never went home. Needless to say, I’ve been living my best life with my heart leading the way. Maybe I manifested it myself but I can’t help but believe how intuitive she was in predicting that I would reach my fullest potential despite the challenges I would face. I think of Jetz’ reading almost every single day. Every time the universe winks at me, every time I receive a blessing, I think of my Brujita friend telling me that the World is in my reach. Maybe it’s a tad corny but I honestly don’t know how else to describe that experience aside from purely magical.