A good friend and I have birthdays within a few weeks of each other, and this year we thought it might be fun to celebrate by visiting a psychic. I looked at it more as entertainment and great blog post material. My daughter referred to her as "the fortune teller," and I had no great expectations, although some winning lottery numbers would be nice.
We’d found our psychic the way most people find their psychics- she’d left her business card in a gift shop that sells crystals and incense and other stuff that would guarantee zen by centering my chakras and balancing my aura … or is it balancing my chakras and centering my aura?
I called to schedule a session and was surprised by two things:
Had I been quicker on my feet, I would have given her a fake name because let’s face it, if you google me there’s a lot you can find out. My skepticism grew by leaps and bounds. But here’s the thing - I told her I was bringing a friend - no name or other information given on my plus one. My litmus test was set.
When we arrived for our appointment, we discovered that our psychic was also a medium. That's right. She talks to dead people. This notion actually intrigued me because I'm certain my last house had a ghost. His name was Martin Van *** and he was the prior owner of the home before he passed away. Apparently that's what happens when you buy a home from a dead guy. I eventually sold that house, but because it takes me multiple faux pas to learn a lesson, I then went on to buy ANOTHER house from a ANOTHER dead guy. It's true. All of this inspired me to write the ghost story I'm currently working on … crazy right? One day I'll blog about it all, but for now, let's get back to the psychic/medium before my Monday Mind goes off track again.
You all want to know what happened right?
When it came to her medium skills, I'm 99% sure my grandfather on my dad's side and my grandmother on my mom's side were there. The psychic medium described them with some pretty off the beaten track characteristics that even Google wouldn't know about. There's also a 50% chance my ghost Martin was there. I say 50% chance, because the medium started saying she sensed there was a man who was German (he was) and I got excited and started giving information. Too much information. But, since neither my friend nor myself knew of any other German man, I'm going with Martin. Maybe he missed me since I moved. I mean we did sort of co-exist for twelve years. Right? Maybe? Just say yes.
As for the psychic stuff, she said a lot about my children that seemed in-line with their personalities and possible paths, but again, I wasn't completely convinced since she had my name ahead of time. But she did seem to know a lot about my friend and her children and that was impressive. She also sensed some spirits for her as well.
By the time our hour was nearing the end, however, she still hadn't said much about my own personal future. So when she asked if either of us had any questions, I asked about that. She did ask me a lot of questions before answering: what I did for a living, what genre I wrote, even wanting to know specifically what story I was asking about. There was a lot of talk of my creative spirit and stepping out of my box … but finally … FINALLY … she said YES, she sees success with a bigger publisher showing interest in my current story and subsequent books. Are you listening big publishers? The universe has spoken! Feel free to hit me up any day now.
She then had us pick four angel cards.
According to my psychic medium, I have the gift! That's right world, I can talk to and receive messages from beyond. I am also super stressed and in need of a healing vacation. So if you need me, I'll be hanging out with my ghost Martin, sipping a cocktail, and pretending I'm in Bali.