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Hey, I’m Sara. I use tarot to help people honor their intuition.

Tarot came to me as tool for self-reflection and spiritual guidance, and since 2017, I’ve used my skills to help others connect more deeply with their inner wisdom.

For the first 21 years of my life, I was deeply committed to a patriarchal religious path, all-in on my church’s teachings and expectations. That religious tradition involved a traumatic ritual experience in 2008, and in the aftermath, I began defining my own values and finding my worth again, a painstaking process that eventually led me away from church engagement at age 30. My heart is still full of gratitude for the gifts of my ancestral faith, along with sorrow for its many failings.

My shift from believer in a patriarchal religion to independent feminist mystic was tumultuous and gradual. Practicing tarot was a key ingredient in that process.


Tarot came into my life in a pretty unremarkable way. One summer, on a group camping trip, a friend of mine pulled out a tarot deck and did quick readings for anyone who wanted them. I don't remember much about my reading, but it left a positive impression, and the following Christmas, I walked into my local bookstore and bought a deck of my own. That was in 2014. I've been reading tarot cards ever since. It was mostly lighthearted fun at first, a cool little skill to keep in my back pocket.

Things shifted in the spring of 2017, when I received a tarot reading that clarified a problem I'd been obsessing about for the previous eight years. That reading changed my life (and I'm not exaggerating). For the first time, I saw tarot as more than something cool or fun or interesting; it was legit magic, with more potential than I'd ever realized.

After this experience, I became dedicated to the practice of tarot in a completely new way. Before long I was working with different decks, researching at every opportunity, writing long journal entries about the meaning of each card, and giving readings to any friends who were willing to give me a shot. This newfound passion eventually evolved into Cottonwood Tarot.

A Quick Word on "Cottonwood"

The cottonwood is a nostalgic tree for me. It reminds me of red dirt, desert plateaus, dry creekbeds, and all the other nature-based hallmarks of home. I was born and raised in Utah, where I still live. My family has been here for generations, and when they first arrived in the mid-1800s, they were met by cottonwood trees.


So I chose the name "Cottonwood Tarot" partly for sentimental reasons, but I also love how "cottonwood" suggests contradictions. In one little word, you get the fibery softness of cotton and the sturdy strength of wood. Female cottonwood trees shed fluffy seeds every summer, covering the ground with a cotton-like snow that gets caught in absolutely everything. Is it annoying? Yes. Is it delightful? Yes. Is it wondrous, messy, charming, heartwarming, and awful? Yes. It's all of those things at once. The juxtaposition of opposites embodied in the cottonwood is a perfect echo of tarot, where every light has its corresponding shadow and every night cycles through to day.