Winnipeg Tarot Co.

Many years ago when we lived in a small town north of Winnipeg, we would often find ourselves in the city, sometimes for business, sometimes pleasure, sometimes a combination. My partner at the time was an avid Chinese cook and also raised bees and, being the kind of person that everyone talks too, he soon became well acquainted with the owner of his favourite Chinese grocery. One day it came out that the owner was very fond of fresh honey and that is how the bartering began. We would bring in a can of freshly harvested honey and trade it for some Chinese cooking supplies. Only in Winnipeg!

This is a small view of us becoming one in these magical grounds.

Sheri says:
What a magical, beautiful city marked with so many things hidden in plain view. The energy that emanates from the center here is intense. The Legislative, Basilica and many others are immense places of power that drives our city. There are so many reasons more that us special people (Winnipeggers) if born here, find this place truly home. We were born into this unique place of vibration. Harnessing it’s true power is our life mission, and I’m sure, many others.

There is so much here for eyes that can see.

Adam says:
Since we’ve come together in Winnipeg there’s been an almost perfect balance in relation to the city. We’ve gone though lifetimes of understanding what, who and where we are NOW. Were on a path that some might say is quite crazy but know it’s real and live it everyday.

Winnipeg has become my home now.  I was an army brat and I guess fate brought me here as my father’s last posting in the Air Force was here.  So I went on to attend the University of Manitoba.  For years, whenever someone asked me where I was from I would list off where I was born and all the different places that I had moved too during my father’s career.  Lately I realized that it’s been sneaking up on me that I am now just saying I’m from Winnipeg.  I got married here and have my career here and my daughter is now in high school here.  She’s already thinking about U of M as an option in a few years.  For me Winnipeg has slowly seeped into my being.  Lately I feel the vibe and energy that the city to be experiencing.  You can do just about anything here, concerts, hockey games, museums, great culture, great restaurants.  And it’s still a great place to raise a family.

I have not even lived in Winnipeg long enough to be an eligible voter for Octobers election! My husband is military and we are posted here we were here in May for our “house hunting trip” and moved up here this summer and have to say it is the friendlies city we have lived in (we are from Newfoundland so we know friendly!!!).  For all the negative one hears about the crime in Winnipeg I am happy to say I live in this most friendly city:).  Our family has settled in here our daughter gone off to high school and all feeling very welcomed in this big city thats the story I would like to share….oh yeah and whooooo go jets:)  where does one get a set of these beautiful Winnipeg oracle cards?
colleen

I was born and raised in Winnipeg - I lived there until I was 27 years old.  Then I came to Japan, got married, bought a house, and settled down.  I’ve lived in Japan for over 10 years now - my life is here, but Winnipeg still tugs at my heart strings.

I remember the first time I flew back to Winnipeg after moving to Japan.  It was about 2 years after I had first left.  I had a window seat in the airplane, and as the captain circled for the landing, I remember thinking, “This can’t be right; this can’t be my beloved Winnipeg.  It’s so SMALL!!!”

There’s something about being a Winnipeger that makes us walk tall.  We think we’re bigger than we really are, and it’s always startling to be reminded that we’re not the biggest city in Canada and we’re not the tallest among our friends.  But, that’s where our true strengths lay: in our heart of hearts, we Winnipegers know that we can do anything! 

A blessing and a curse, perhaps - just like being born in Winnipeg.

Today I sat at a bench at Old Market Square pondering the orange snow fence.  This fence keeps us from the only available greenery in the concrete and brick jungle that is the exchange district.  The large oppressive cube blocks, stops and knots.  I imagine a group of soft bodied musicians being crushed by the heavy chain mail.  And yet the beauty of nature comes to visit us in this small patch of green.  The sun shines and warms us, three wood peckers flit from tree to tree, flashes of bright red against the grey.  Photographers are busily snapping romantic pictures of beautiful women, lovely flute music floats on the breeze, the hot dog stands are lined up, and all the crazies are out in full regalia.  What a sight to see the city so alive after a long winter!  No snow fence or oppressive architecture can keep us from celebrating.  The radiance of nature and the luminous people of Winnipeg shine forth.  How grateful I am to be in this epicenter of creativity!

Radiant in the Exchange

I was attending university in Southern Ontario, but came to visit my boyfriend during Christmas break.  He was a student at U of M.  That weekend, we shopped at Townsite in Market Square, gawked at the festive downtown window displays in Eaton’s and The Bay, bought books at Mary Scorer, ate lunch at Swallows in the Osborne Village and dinner at The Round Table.

That January, I sent in my request to transfer to U of W. I’ve been here ever since, which you may deduce (from a few of the references) has been quite a while.

I used to live near what is now Crescent Drive Park and before the floodway was built I would go down to the river’s edge every day in spring to watch the ice break up.  It was amazing.  The jams and huge pieces of ice were something to see but what was most wonderful were the sounds from the river and the ice.  They were sounds that I have never heard since.  The groaning and creaking of the ice pressure was something I will always remember with awe and reverence i.e. Mother Nature doing what She does best.

we have always enjoyed having our tarot or tea leaves read at the chocolate shop or the old BBQ restaurant.  It was always a fun outing. We would sit there with anticipation, All dolled up waiting for a new tale of life to being and sometimes it came true…....

It was so long ago, we lived in the Lord Selikk Development just off Main Street. Californa Fruits was just off King then.Yes there were many farmers markets on main street right next to the North End Chip shop our favorite place when we could scrap up 25 cents once we even got 5 plates of chips for $1.00. We were a little hungry and had noticed the owners of California Fruits would often throw vegtables inot the garbage we’d taken lettuce and tomatoes from the trash before. Maybe we or somebody else made a mess there. I don’t know for sure.  But one day us kids were checking the trash can for its bounty and low and behold appeared the owners and they were mad and started chasing us kids.  Man I ran, and the others ran too.  Everyone ran or tried to run off but they caught my friend lylen.  Poor lylen she was crying so hard and couldn’t run fast.  But we left her far behind.  To this day I still feel ashamed that I left a friend behind.