Tuesday, June 23, 2020

Chinese Zodiac: Who Are You? I'm a Rabbit

I knew nothing about the Chinese zodiac, so I researched it to find out I’m a Rabbit. Here’s what else I found. The Chinese zodiac is based on a twelve-year cycle, and each year in that cycle is related to an animal sign. Since the cycles don’t start on January 1, find your animal here:

Rat: smart, funny, creative, charming, sociable, works well with the public.
Tiger: daring, powerful, independent, active, swift, courageous.
Dragon: e
nthusiastic, intelligent, lively, energetic, innovative, proud, assertive, strong.
Rabbit: friendly, sensitive, artistic, compassionate, peaceful, gentle, emotional.
Snake: creative, determined, perceptive, polite, sheds their skin for something new.
Ox: steady, loyal, persistent,
confident, honest, patient, conservative, strong.
Horse: bright, open, cheerful, charming, diligent, friendly, likes being around people.
Monkey: clever, entertaining, leaders, adaptable, doesn’t like being told what to do.
Rooster: dignity, pride, likes to be noticed, good communicator, not fond of repetition.
Dog: loyal, honest, trustworthy, enthusiastic, energetic, innovative, bark worse than bite.
Pig: kind, honest, peaceful, hates arguments, love their home, generous, funny, sense of humor.
Goat (also called the Sheep): kind, doesn’t like being rushed, a bit shy, easily hurt, calm, creative.

In ancient China, the zodiac was used for matchmaking. There are many sites online to check that out, if you have an interest.

Friday, May 22, 2020

The Soul of Your Home and You

The walls of my house pulse and vibrate. I’m here alone, but my house has an energy of its own. It’s surprising, but I no longer sense the people who lived and died here, before I bought it 27 years ago. Now, I remember my sister and her husband doing their remodel job. I feel music, even when I’m not playing my keyboard. My bedroom smells better than before Covid, and my house seems larger.

I’ve always looked, by way of my psychic ability, into people’s houses as I pass by. I now seldom use that skill. During my walks up and down the hill, I see no one. I hear birds. I zone out. I mean, totally out.

This is the first time in so long that I have been able to tamper my strong intuitive sense. Before this isolation, I felt bombarded by all the things other people don’t see or feel all day long. Oh, sure, I can muster it back to the forefront at a moment’s notice, for readings and helpful advice. But it doesn’t make my life more difficult.

I’m not sure I know the lesson in all of this. Maybe it’s to use our senses to feel and accept what’s right here in front of us. Our favorite chair. A soft voice. The good smells that are unique for only you. I don’t think we always have to pulse and vibrate. We can soothe and listen more.

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Isolation Feeds Intuition

Isolation means to keep separate and apart. Right now, that feels like it’s everything, but it’s just our bodies. Our minds are free to roam, imagine, and connect. Since intuition is perception and insight, this is a good time for you to harness this pure knowledge.

I find that my isolation has made the world seem simpler. The air, my love for voices on the phone, and the virtual psychic readings and music lessons I give, all come to me with a clarity I didn’t notice before.

Right now, some things are harder and some are easier. One hard part of my psychic life has been doing readings by email. After a client sends 3-5 questions, I pace around the house, then begin to connect in my mind. Compared to true voices, it often felt like a barrier I had to knock down.

With this new world of isolation, it’s easier. My pings of intuition are open, instead of hiding. My bond with nature and those close to me strengthens, and those bonds are forged in the concrete of intuition.

Now is a good time to connect with all that you can’t see, explain, or touch, and to think of what you gain instead of what you lose. Draw everything into your senses. Smell, hear, and know the unknowable. It’s one of the better parts of now.

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Are You Scared?

People often ask me if I’m scared of being psychic. I’ve had the ability for so long that it’s part of me and I’m not afraid. I certainly am horrified by murder when I work with detectives. As I see the aftermath of someone being destroyed, I try to figure out how I can help and direct. It’s similar to when someone has an accident. You stay calm in order to drive them to the emergency room. 

I’m most bothered by things I know in advance and can’t stop. When I was 60, my mother’s husband caused an accident that killed my mom slowly over four days. I had seen it in my mind’s eye since 1986, but not clearly, and I frightened my daughter by worrying she was involved. For 26 years, I worried. The day of the accident, I begged my mom to let me take off work and drive her to the ice cream shop. No, she said, we’ll be fine. Well, she wasn’t.

I guess it’s dread, not fear, that overcomes me at times, but whomever gave me this ability, made me strong enough to bear it.

A few weeks ago, I had negative tarot cards in my reading. My own psychic had told me to beware, but I thought she meant my new work location would be robbed. Turns out, because of a predicted ice storm, I didn’t lock my car in the driveway. Up until three years ago, someone had been going into cars on my street to steal money.

I forgot about his thievery, so he was able to enter my car after I had gone to bed and take $5.00 worth of quarters. My neighbor’s security camera showed footage of him, but not well enough to identify. I got so mad at his invasion, and actually thought I’d put a mouse trap in my center console for this next visit. But what if I forget it’s in there? I decided to let it go.

We can’t be afraid of life. We all take risks and know that things could go sour. It’s good to be careful, but optimism, whether it’s inherent or forced, is the answer. I try my best to banish fear from my life each day, just like I do red beets and rice pudding.

Monday, February 24, 2020

How I Work on Murder Cases

I’ve never personally known anyone else who worked pro bono as a psychic with police on murder cases, so let me tell you how I do it. 
1) A police detective might contact me, but most often I have a dream, see a murder on the news, or hear a TV announcer explain what happened. Then I think, that’s not right, or my brain goes on a tangent and I see the murder in my mind’s eye. 
2) I sit at my computer and write a page or two of all the info I know, from the important to the mundane. 
3) I contact a detective, if I haven’t been asked to work the case. With a new detective, I give my background and the name of a previous detective, then I send my info. 
4) The detective sees that I know obscure facts and wants to meet. 
5) At the meeting, I talk. Sometimes I cry or throw up. I don’t like to see explicit pictures of the murder. I do answer questions, but I prefer not knowing much information. 
6) I’m usually taken to the murder site. I hate that almost as much as pictures. I see the murder in color, but previously it seems to be black and white.
7) A few more phone calls are exchanged and I’m finished. 
8) I never contact a detective to find out if it’s been solved. 
9) I move on to the next case, and hope it doesn’t arrive too soon.

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Read Tarot for Yourself

I felt dumb and silly when I started to read tarot cards, so here are some tips. 
1- Buy one deck. I like the Aquarian tarot because it has faces, but any deck with pictures can help you learn faster. 
2- Shuffle them before you start, just like you wash bed sheets before you use them. 
3- Pick one to three cards. Pick randomly or take the top cards if you like to shuffle. The card on the left is the past, the center card is your policy or what to do, and the third card is your future. Face them towards you. Some people use reversed cards with different meanings, but that doubles what I have to learn. Research often suggests the ten card Celtic Cross, but I like easy. Seven is the most I ever throw down. 
4- Look up the meaning of each card. Type a short synopsis if you have time. You can use a book or the info sheet that comes with your cards, but I like to google https://www.psychic-revelation.com for interpretations. 
5- Leave the cards out until the end of the day, to see what happened and how to relate it back to your cards. 
6- Pay attention to any card that repeats.
7- Shuffle and try again another day.

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Suspending Reality

A visit to a new place boosts right-brained activity, whether it’s intuition, a motivation to create or enjoy art, or just a good feeling of love. You don’t have to go far, just try a different hike, a new friend’s environment, or a local art exhibit.

I spent the past week in Ireland. My father’s ancestors came from there sometime before 1731, but I felt an incredible affinity for the people and the land. In County Clare, I visited the 710 foot, five-mile-long Cliffs of Dover on a clear day with 50 mph winds. Goosebumps and thrills ran through my body. In Ennis, I ate a plate of fresh seafood at the Poet’s Corner bar in the Old Ground Hotel.

Now let me back up a minute. Months ago, the owner of the salon where I frequent, complimented my hair. “It’s curly and looks better with your small face,” she said. I knew my head was small, but hadn’t realized I should now worry about my small face.

As I sat in the Poet’s Corner bar in Ireland, along with several men my age (it seems men sit at the bar and women sit at tables, but not me), I realized the four barmaids all had small faces and small heads, with green eyes and coloring the same as mine. Family!

In County Cork at Blarney Castle, I asked one of the workers what was his favorite thing. He told me to skip the castle and see the gardens. He said I should see Rock Close, which he pronounced Rock Claws. It sounded scary but it wasn’t. I danced in ancient stone circles and felt at one with huge Druid rocks. For the first time in my life, I wanted to camp. The spirit moved me, as we used to say in the 60s.

Last week in Ireland I felt lucky enough to suspend reality. You can too, in your own town, if you try.