When I first picked up a tarot deck during that messy breakup last year, I thought I was looking for prophecy. Turns out, I was just looking for a mirror. Now I pull cards like journaling prompts. The Four of Swords doesn’t predict a week of rest; it asks me to notice where my shoulders are carrying the weight. Somatic tracking feels like the same thing, just stripped of the velvet and candles. You’re just learning to read your own static.

I’ve been digging into Carl Jung’s work on the shadow lately, and it’s wild how much overlap there is with somatic theory. We spend so much time trying to “activate” our chakras or align our auras, but what if the real root chakra is just a regulated nervous system? What