I did not talk to a psychic today. Nobody is a psychic anymore. I would like to talk to just one single psychic who doesn’t give me a spiel about how they’re not a psychic, they don’t like psychics, psychics give their practice a bad name, etc. I get it. Okay. So this woman was not a psychic. She is a “clarivoyant,” a “clairaudient” and a “spiritual healer.” I attached to the term clairaudient. She hears the spirits. I like that. I hear soft and mumbled conversations in my head at night just before I fall asleep. I don’t recognize the voices but they’re saying something. So I’m willing to embrace this idea that those voices exist and that others can make out what they’re saying.
I’m a smart girl, and I’m a logical girl, and I’m willing to go into anything with an open heart and an open mind. I try not to pre-judge a technique that might help or inform me. (My success in this varies wildly depending on my mood.) This woman was recommended by my mother — my mom saw her years ago, and she made some pretty specific predictions that my mom thought couldn’t possibly be true, mostly because they were bad things. They came true, exactly as the psychicclairaudient had said. All of them. And my mom’s a lot like me — she’s open to anything, but she calls bullshit when she sees it. If my mom recommended her, I figured it was worth a shot.
We spoke on the phone. I didn’t get the sense that she had known anything about me or seen the photos I sent her beforehand (my mom’s meeting with her was in person, and my mom brought the photos to the session, so she knows that in her case the psychic definitely did not have the photos before). She said she was going to go into my energy field and start listing names and places that came up for her. She said they’d come from all aspects of my “spirit circle,” which includes my grandparents, aunts and uncles as well as my immediate family. She said she was going to do this before she looked at the photos. I stayed quiet on the line for at least a full minute while I could hear her pen scrawling along the pad.
She then battered off a long list list of names and locations, some of which rung a bell, some of which didn’t. She said we’d come back to the names. She said she sensed I worked with computers, that there were a lot of computers around me. (True, but true of everyone.) She said she sensed a real estate change happening (I’m moving down the hall in a week, but again I guess everyone knows someone who’s moving soon). She did say that she sensed my business was expanding. That kind of caught my eye, because my business is expanding at a time when most are not. If I were making a con-science (pun not intended) out of this, I’d have guessed business shrinking. But she didn’t. And she was right. She also said someone in my life had a break in their foot or their leg. My boss and good friend Mike has been on crutches FOREVER. Now, this is really weird only IF she were telling the truth about not opening the photos yet. Because there’s a picture of Mike on crutches in there. So if she saw that, gig’s up, but my mom’s seen her in person and swears she doesn’t see the photos until the middle of the session.
Then she opened the photos and we talked a lot about the names. They were all fairly common names. She mentioned Mike, who’s my immediate supervisor at RN and also a close friend, and I told her that. She said my friendship with Mike is “good karma” and that he’s played or will play an important role in my life. (Um, yeah. He gave me my career.) But then right after that she was like, “Now I’m getting a Margaret or a Margo” and I was like, “Margaret was the boss I had before Mike!” and she was like, “Yeah, that’s probably why it came up in your energy field there.” She predicted a bunch of changes at work, so we’ll see if those materialize.
She mentioned the name Jesse, which I thought was weird, because the closest Jesse I have in my life is the guy that’s marrying Trish. I didn’t say anything for his name, but then she saw a photo of Trish and was like, “Who is this girl with the most stunning smile?” I told her it was Trish, who was getting married soon to Jesse. She was like, “Oh, good. You call your friend Trish and tell her I see great things for this marriage.” I should note here that there were other couples she did NOT see great things for, but I don’t plan on letting them know about that.
Then she did other weird things with names. She asked me if I knew a Tara, and I did not. She said it was coming from my sister’s energy, and I remembered that Tara is my sister’s best friend’s name. She asked me if I knew a Susan. I did not. She told me it was coming from my mother’s energy. My mother is currently is Boston visiting her friend Susan. She pulled out my mother’s name and my grandfather’s name. She knew a lot about my father. She knew “California, the northwest and New York,” which are three places I’ve lived (but, ya know, hasn’t everybody?)
I asked her about my career, where it would go, especially because I have such concerns about expansion in this economy. She said not to worry, everything would work out fine and would exceed my expectations. She said she saw a lot of travel in my near future, especially to NYC. And if some bets I’ve placed pay off, I will be spending a lot of the summer in NYC. I asked her about marriage and kids. She said I probably won’t have a serious relationship for the next couple of years. I will meet my husband during this same time around 2011, and he will be a very good man and it will be a lasting relationship. I will have 2 or 3 kids, but not until much later, like when I’m in my mid-to-late 30s. I should have asked her to go into more detail on that, but my mind was spinning. My sister, too, will marry and have two children. She sensed her life was more stable than mine and that most people assumed she was the older sister, not because she looks old but because she carries herself with more maturity. Um. True. (At least this psychic didn’t make me call my sister and tell her she wasn’t doing her job right, like the other one did.)
She gave me the name “Ed, or Ned or something like that.” I said, well, yeah, I know an Ed who is much older and who I adore, but we’re not really close. Then she started describing all this stuff that I really didn’t feel fit Ed. I was skeptical. But then later I realized that I have a friend named Ted that fits that description perfectly. So maybe that’s the energy she was picking up on. It’s a leap, I know. But it’s interesting.
She told me one more thing that I fully expected to hear: She said, “You are a teacher. That is who you are in this life.” The last time I sat down with a psychic who had any reliability, I was 13 years old, and she told me the same thing: “You will be a teacher.” At the time, I thought this meant I was going to teach high school, so I ignored it, but it’s stuck with me. There are many ways one can be a teacher. I hope to eventually form my life around one of those molds.
Am I skeptical? Yes, of course. For instance, I had to repeat my birthdate several times before she heard it correctly. Wouldn’t a psychic know my birthday? Or how to pronounce my last name? And there were a few names on there that I didn’t resonate with at all, but she said they may be names in the future, so we’ll have to wait and see.
I feel like I have so many questions I want to ask her! To see if they come true! I wish I’d put more forethought into our conversation instead of heading in blind. I will definitely need to make another appointment in a few months to figure this al out. I’m hooked.
