Being Psychic---How Do You Do It?

Gifted psychics are conduits for information. I don't know the source. It could be the will of God. It could be a force no one can ever explain. Like the Biblical "speaking in tongues", I receive information, which passes across my tongue. It does not come from my brain and I remember very little of what I predict.

I liken myself to a radio. I don't create information, I just pass it along. Each day for me is different. On my normal days, I make jokes that my antennae is down. Those are the days I mosey around, content in my own skin.

Other days I pick up every nuance of people's behavior. Their actions and personality pop out at me. When I order pizza, I see not only the man behind the counter, but also his living room and his children's antics. At the post office, a blank stare barely registers with me. Instead, I see that guy in his kitchen as he tells a big fat lie to his wife. When I stop at a red light and look to my left at a shuttered house, I see through its walls and into the lives of the people inside.

We all have gifts. Only with hard work can we hone our craft. I have studied and worked hard. Now I find it easy to open the right side of my brain and let my intuition rule.