When I do readings, I start with health issues, pinpoint
problems and give ideas. Sometimes they take it to heart, other times they are
already aware. The worst is when a client dies without being able to adapt to
my cautionary tales. All of us watch friends and family do unhealthy things, yet
we try to accept difficult choices as they do their best.
As a child, my father was abusive and unhappy most
days. His damage unraveled for me in my 20s, with twice a week therapy that helped
me face my demons and saved me from a life of destruction. I spent decades with
more therapy, but I didn’t speak of my psychic abilities. I figured my
therapist didn’t have it, so how could he or she help me?
Now, when I tell people I’m psychic, they usually say
one of three things. What can you tell me, they ask, without offering me a
cookie or advice from their own line of work. Or they ask, aren’t you scared? The
other thing I hear is, I wish I had your gift.
If I have the energy, I tell them something about
their life. To the second question, I ask, why should I fear what I’ve always
had? Other people should be scared, not me. When they say they want my powers, I
wish I could pass it on.
When a friend is sick, we all have moral dilemmas. Do
we tell them they look awful and talk about negative stuff? Or do we spread
positive thoughts, which might lead to happiness or contentment?
For my master’s degree, I took a lot of philosophy courses. What surprised me was that we had discussions that were like a volley of tennis balls without keeping score. We each decided who was the clear winner, and each of us was correct.
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