Ask Sheila Berlin

05/01/2026

When the wine is poured, the choice appears,
two roads divide your silent fears.
A story whispered, half-concealed,
a truth the mind has long revealed.
The sun steps back, the switch is turned,
old lessons faced, old pages burned.
And under stars that softly know,
the answers rise, steady and slow.
This is not chance, nor borrowed sight,
but clarity drawn into light.
If the signs have found you tonight,
it’s time to read them right.
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— where symbols speak, and destinies align.

04/01/2026

Regrets whisper what once went wrong,
but truth has waited all along.
What was hidden comes to light,
feelings surface, quiet but bright.

If love feels distant, heavy, slow,
if someone’s heart still thinks of you and knows,
what seeks return will find its way —
rooted, real, prepared to stay.

What unfolds now is meant to show
how love can root, return, and grow.
For answers written deep within,
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04/01/2026

When the road feels crowded, loud, and tight,
and your work no longer fits your light,
the cards begin to softly speak
of hidden paths you couldn’t seek.

Choices rise where doubt once stayed,
each one a future quietly laid.
Your instincts stir, the timing’s near —
the right move starts becoming clear.

Some chances ask for faith and fire,
a leap aligned with deeper desire.
What feels uncertain, risky, strange,
may be the door that leads to change.

This is not coincidence, it’s alignment true,
your next right move is calling you.
What’s meant to rise is ready to begin —
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The cards are waiting. Step within. 💜🔮

31/12/2025

17/10/2025

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12/09/2025

From the recollections of a soul once bound to promises of stars and whispers of fate…

In childhood’s dusk, when dreams were soft and near,
I asked, and lo! the answer did appear.
The toy I longed for rested in my hand,
As though the world obeyed a mute command.

From that small triumph, perilous seeds were sown,
A creed was formed: my longing makes its own.
And so I walked with faith in every sign,
Believing all the heavens would align.

At last he came, with eyes of burning flame,
A smile that set my heart and soul aflame.
I saw in him the future I had prayed,
The vows, the home, the children we had made.

But silence fell, and shadows closed the door,
His voice was lost; he spoke to me no more.
The cruelest stroke—a sudden, bitter wall,
A name erased, a number blocked, a fall.

I waited long; the hours turned to years,
Each day a cup of sorrow, brimming tears.
The omens whispered, “Soon, he shall return,”
Yet still I watched the empty candles burn.

Obsession grew; my nights were filled with dread,
I read the signs, the visions of the dead.
Each broken promise sharpened hope’s cruel knife,
And carved despair into the walls of life.

Now ruined halls surround my weary soul,
The clocks stand still, no chime to make me whole.
The mirrors mock with faces pale and worn,
A ghost of love, abandoned and forlorn.

Yet in the gloom a gentler voice does speak:
“Not all you crave was ever yours to seek.
His silence is a shield, though sharp it lies,
And mercy hides within what fate denies.”

07/07/2025

Why I Read Tarot Differently

A true story behind the woman I am today

I was desperate.
Not just lost, emotionally bleeding.
I had questions that kept me awake at night.
Pain that no one around me could understand.
And I wanted answers so badly that I trusted someone
who said she could see more than I could.

She told me everything would be okay.
That the man I loved was coming back.
That my job situation would change.
That I was on the right path,
even when nothing in my life felt right.

She said I just had to wait.
Be patient.
Clean my energy.
Pay for another session.
And another.
And another.

She told me what I wanted to hear.
She sold me futures that never came.
Every disappointment? My fault.
“You are not ready.”
“You are blocked.”
“Clean your energy and it will come.”

But it did not.
Not the love.
Not the career.
Not the freedom.

I held on to her words like they were oxygen,
even as my reality fell apart.
Even as months turn into years.
Even as my hope started to rot from the inside.

I structured my life around what she said.
I stayed where I did not belong.
I held on to people who had already walked away.
I silenced my own voice to make room for hers.

There were days I could not breathe from the pressure.
Days I hated myself for still believing.
I lost time. I lost joy. I lost dignity.
I waited for things that never came.
I rearranged my life around promises that never belonged to me.

And worst of all?
I stopped trusting myself.
Because I thought she could see what I could not.
But she was not gifted.
She was guessing.
And I was paying in hope.

It took me years to see what was happening.
It took rage. And grief. And then it took silence.

Now, I am here.
I read the tarot.
Not because I was always wise,
but because I have been broken by what is called wisdom.

I do not need to explain how I work.
I do not need to promise outcomes.
You will feel if it is right.

When I read for you,
I help you remember your own knowledge.
I help you connect the dots between
what you feel and what is unfolding.
Because your life is not a performance.
It is sacred territory.
And I will always honor it.

16/04/2025

All of them are true, the things I never said to you.

15/04/2025

Card of the Day: Lamb 🐑

Keywords: gentleness, patience, vulnerability, trust

Nothing is ever late, and everything is as it should be. Trust is the salve.

Lambs or young sheep are associated with the more Christian version of Ostara, or Easter, but still beautifully represent the early days of spring.

They symbolize innocence, purity and vulnerability, just like the first sprouts of a seed.

Lambs are trusting and submissive by nature and will approach your hand with joy and gentleness, waiting patiently for you to share your love with them.

When this card eases into your reading it is to encourage you to approach your desires with the same gentle energy.

When planting a seed you must learn to trust that it will sprout when the time is right.

Be patient, my darling: your desire is still yours for the taking, but it is taking its sweet time and making sure the conditions are right.

You are being asked to trust in the path you have found yourself upon.

Divine timing is at work here; however, you may find your journey will move along just a bit faster by openly communicating your desires and needs.

Open yourself to help from those around you, allowing yourself to be vulnerable and free in your expression.

Recognize the power of allowing yourself to be seen.

By sharing your feelings, you create opportunities for others to support your needs.

My dear awakening soul, book your session with me 🔮 💜