Uncharted Tarots by The Uncharted Co.

03/23/2026

The universe really said hold my drink 🍺 and pointed at me today.

3/23
and 323 sitting quietly in my deleted inbox like it pays rent there.

Palindrome. Mirror.
The number that reads the same no which direction you’re running from.

I pulled cards because what else do you do when the math gets personal.

And they said everything I already knew and wasn’t saying out loud…

that some doors were never going to open from the other side and the body already knew that before the mind filed the paperwork.

that the joy, the real deserved joy, is in the return pile with my name on it.

that some of us spent so long asking before we moved that we forgot the question was never ours to answer.

that the blog - the writing, the pouring - is me standing at the edge with nothing between me and all of you.
And here I am.
Terrified, but doing it anyway. (And I know socials aren’t my strong suit. But just between us, I think I’ll stick around. 😉)

Effective immediately: the position of ‘person who burns so everyone else stays warm’ has been eliminated. We regret nothing. 🐸

Some readings shake you. Some just confirm what the quietest version of you has known for a long time.

This was the second kind. The cards just had the audacity to say it first.

#323 riderwaite

03/23/2026

You ever notice how easy it is to call something “healing” when it conveniently keeps people at a distance?

How “boundaries” and “self-protection” start to blur into something a little more …strategic?

Not messy.
Not reactive.
Not accidental.

Intentional.

Carefully calibrated closeness.
Just enough connection to feel it. Never enough to risk it.

The kind of pattern you don’t stumble into…you maintain.

And the hardest part?
It works …until it doesn’t.

If you know, you know.
If you don’t, you might want to check this one out.

Read now: https://wix.to/wCAY5e6

I keep people at arm’s length and call it self-protection. …correction. I keep people at arm’s length because I know exactly how close I can let them get before it costs me something. That’s not confusion. That’s math.I see the wall while I’m building it. I hand myself the bricks and ste...

03/01/2026

“Find balance,” they said.
Sure…right after I finish perfecting my sleep score and reorganizing my reorganized to-do list.

For those of use detoxing from overachievement, balance can feel like heat shimmer on pavement. The harder we pursue it, the more it morphs into another mirage.

The Two of Pentacles understands.

It’s not about stillness.
It’s about bending without breaking.
It’s about choosing what’s actually worth holding and letting the rest fall.

If your version of “rest” has quietly become another metrict to optimize, this one’s for you.

Balance isn’t a finish line.
It’s a rhythm.
Sometimes a waltz. Sometimes a wobble.

Read more: https://wix.to/xdAIJIo

“Find balance,” they said.Sure- right after I master inbox zero, perfect my sleep hygiene, and finally become someone who enjoys yoga at sunrise. For recovering overachievers (hi, it’s us), balance often feels like a trick of the light - something shimmering on the horizon that vanishes the se...

02/02/2026

Chasing a great way to stay busy.
It’s not a great way to get aligned.

Not everything is a lesson.
Some things don’t belong.

If something needs constant effort, pressure, or follow-ups, it’s probably not aligned.
Or worth it.

The watching is over.
Discernment complete. Action next.

Interpret accordingly.

I know, I know - you’ve heard the cliché: “We don’t chase, we attract.” Cute on a coffee mug, sure. But most of us are still sprinting in emotional stilettos; the kind that make our ass look great, and somehow, we still kill it. Once upon a time, I chased coffee. Now I chase matcha. Differe...

01/20/2026

We’re taught to “dare to be different” like it’s a cute poster on a classroom wall.
In reality, going against the grain is quieter, lonelier, and far less cinematic.

This reflection isn’t about being contrarian or making a point just to make it.
It’s about discernment. About trusting the pull that tells you to move differently even when everyone else is coming straight at you.

Some things are only called taboo because they refuse to stay silent.
So what if we listen anyway?

Read when you’re ready.
Or when the old maps stop making sense.

🔗 https://www.theunchartedco.studio/post/so-what-if-it-s-taboo

01/19/2026

I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks.

I’ve taken some time to pause and hibernate. As one does every winter. Especially when you live somewhere drenched in millennial gray, the sun goes missing until spring, and daily survival runs on caffeine and very little sleep.

In that space, I’ve been expanding the tools in my deck. Both literally and metaphorically.

I’m still learning, still growing, still putting pieces together. But for the first time, I genuinely feel like I’ve found my place even while the rest of the puzzle is coming into focus. My hope is to help others find that same sense of clarity, curiosity, and grounding along their own paths.

You may start seeing Lenormand and Runes added into readings. Marseille might appear here and there as well. We’re not fully clicking yet, but I trust timing. Lenormand spoke first and clearly. Marseille is taking its time.

One more update: I’ve added a texting option.

This is not a way to receive a reading by text, and it’s not meant to replace booking. It is a low-pressure way to ask general questions, get clarity on what a reading involves, and see whether a session feels like the right fit before committing. Especially helpful if you’re new to this work or unsure what to expect.

I’m not here to hard sell. I do value my time.

I hope this corner of the internet can be one of the places where the journey feels a little less lonely.

Let’s wander together.

12/28/2025

I’ve been thinking a lot about change lately. Not the dramatic kind, just the quiet shifts that happen when something is no longer holding the same way.

This piece is about that space in between.

If you’re there too, this might resonate.

❄️ The Snowflake Paradox: On Uniqueness and Becoming
Read more here:

They say no two snowflakes are alike. It’s a truth that feels poetic until you realize how impossible that is to prove. Billions fall, yet each is shaped by invisible variables: air pressure, wind speed, timing, temperature. The tiniest shift in their path changes their pattern forever. We’re no...