Every now and then, something happens that makes me stop, smile, and whisper a little thank you to the universe.
Last week, one of my wholesale partners — a lovely shop owner in Thailand — took several of my decks to a tarot fair in Bangkok. I imagined them lined up on her table: Shadow Fates glimmering darkly beside the soft glow of Angelic Bloom, Divine Deco catching the light like a 1920s chandelier, and Kitsch Pop looking unapologetically chaotic (as always).
A few days later, I got a message — she’d sold out of everything. Every last deck.
I’ll admit, I sat there a bit stunned — not because of the sales, but because it means my little tarot worlds have found readers halfway across the globe. Someone in Bangkok is shuffling Memento Mori right now. Someone else might be doing a morning spread with Everyday Apocalypse. That’s a kind of magic I’ll never get used to.
It reminded me why I started this — to connect, across languages, oceans, and time zones, through story and symbolism. So to everyone, wherever you are: thank you for letting my decks travel with you. 🌙💜
— Hattie