When Your Psychic Won’t Talk to You

If you are among the folk who do not believe in paranormal, mediums, psychics, tarot readers, and the lot, pass right on to the next read. I can appreciate your position.

Right up front, let me say that I do believe in them, some of them that is. My support for them is right along with how much I think I can trust all accountants to know the latest tax codes, all doctors to be familiar with comprehensive research about spinal nerve endings, or all teachers to move all little whatever his or her name is, on to the next achievement. Some have it. Some don’t.

Obviously, you want to work with those who have the expertise you need.

On and off for years, in multiple countries I have met with card readers, palm readers and the like. Most didn’t look different from the average walker on the street although a few decorated their office or house with a few more crystals and such than Joanna Gaines or Marie Kondo might have recommended.

One of the most memorable was a brilliant red haired one in Eugene, Oregon. She may have been smart but when I say brilliant, I’m referring to her hair, shocking bright red before the color was popular. The contrast with the bangs falling across her past middle age perfect porcelain face was remarkable, presenting an almost eerie glow.

One day, bereft of calmness in my life, I met with her, providing only my birthday information. She looked up at me, then down to her lap which held the chart and notes she had constructed…