Setting Boundaries as a Psychic Medium/Animal Communicator/Reiki practitioner

Doesn’t setting boundaries have something to do with self-care? How does it have anything to do with being a psychic or animal communicator? It has A TON to do with it! There are some types of work that I simply won’t do. And not just because I want to be a vexing old bag to folks seeking psychic services; it is because I don’t want to touch some types of energies with a 10 foot pole! (such as dealing with demons—yuck!) Also, there are situations in which my emotions could definitely affect my abilities, and therefore, the outcome of the session. 

Here is a list of what I refuse to do and why:

1. Tell you when you will die. 

         You may wonder why in the bollocks someone would want to know when they will expire. Well, I don’t know either. My very first reading that I did for someone, besides a friend, asked me that question. I literally about swallowed my teeth as I perched nervously at the edge of her couch, pondering what in the hell I should do with this question. Mind you, I was a newbie, so I didn’t know that I should tell her that I won’t answer that, or ask my guides how to handle it. Therefore, I answered it. Reflecting on the experience a few days later, I decided I didn’t see how sharing that information could benefit anyone, and also how I could unwittingly contribute to someone’s untimely demise. I have never answered that question again 

2.  Tell you if your partner/spouse is cheating

         The lady I consider one of my mentors in the psychic arts once relayed the following tale: a woman consulted with a psychic about her husband’s fidelity, or lack thereof.  Psychic told her hubby was getting some poonannie on the side. The couple divorced. Guess what? The psychic was wrong.  Moral to this story: even the most well trained, highly skilled, and experienced psychic has his/her off days. We misinterpret information. I never, EVER wanted to risk hurting a client like this, so I quickly added this to my growing list of “shit I don’t do.” I also figure that if you need to ask a psychic if your partner is cheating, you already have your answer. 

3.  Find missing people or pets, solve crimes

         I have survived a plethora of trauma in this lifetime. Delving into energetic situations where crimes could possibly, or have been, committed risks slapping me right back into trauma energy. No thanks. I also get very upset about missing pets, and if I am emotionally all a’dither, then it skews my radar. Same scenario with missing people and crimes—a skewed radar won’t help anyone in any way.

4. Share when I see someone you know dying

Folks, time of death is a booger to predict, in my experience. There are a multitude of factors playing into when someone exits his/her bag of bones, and energy is highly fluid when it comes to dying. If you are concerned about a loved one’s potential transition into the ethers, spend more time with that person, make amends, whatever will give you peace if they pass. Do your best to release concerns about the exact date and time of the potential passing because you simply can’t control that. 

5. Medical mediumship

         If you have an ailment, I am not your girl to discuss it with. Some psychics are naturally gifted in this arena. I don’t know if I am naturally gifted with medical situations because engaging in medical mediumship is a fantastic way to be sued. I simply don’t have interest in it sufficiently to deal with the legalities, or get additional training. I find it fascinating, as I do all forms of psychic expertise, but it just doesn’t ring my bell as far as offering it as a service. 

Many of the gifted psychic mediums, psychics, and other energy workers I know have a niche they love. My heart sings when I help clients gain clarity and find a path, or reconnect them with “deceased” animals and humans they desperately miss. However, I refer clients to other practitioners because I can’t provide everything to everybody. I know folks who work with the super gnarly energies out there, and I am more than happy to share their number. If you want a reading entailing nothing other than what I see happening in your future, well, I have a phone number of professionals who can help you with that. 

Ethics is critical in any profession. When embarking on this path of serving humanity, you have to consider what feels right or wrong to you, and act accordingly. And there you have it!

Managing COVID Depression

COVID. Ugh. The name sounds like a sexually transmitted disease causing “not so fresh” feelings in one’s crotch.

We all know what COVID is, so no need wasting time explaining the little bugger. Let us hop right into how I am managing my depression (which really isn’t depression)!

If I am not really depressed, then why I am writing about managing depression? Good question! I want to share the major differences between what many of us are feeling and clinical depression.

As soon as I noticed my daily dose of joy was rapidly going to shit back in early April, I considered what I needed to do about this. Having experienced severe depression as a part of PTSD (and one bout caused by a super speedy thyroid and multiple life transitions), I immediately called my therapist, Deb, and procured an appointment. She has been my therapist since November 2001, and I contact her as I needed.  Well, back in April, I NEEDED! Continue reading “Managing COVID Depression”

When the Going Gets Tough, Sometimes the Tough Take a Break

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Many greetings! It has been forever since I have written, June 29th, to be precise. You may wonder what happened to me? Was I abducted by aliens? Nah…..It would make a spellbinding blog for sure, but nothing that spectacular occurred. I almost would rather have taken a twirl around the galaxy with E.T. in his space sled than deal with what has slowed me way down.

It began innocently enough with a call to our apartment manager, needing to know why the electricity was flickering off and on. No way a chick can work without her electricity, at least not with a computer. As soon as manager handles my query about the state of all affairs electric, he dropped the bomb. We had to move. By August 31. It was mid June. ARGGHHH!!! Insert a few F Bombs.  We have lived in those apartments since April 2016 and adored them! We were pissy campers. Continue reading “When the Going Gets Tough, Sometimes the Tough Take a Break”

Surprise, Surprise! It Ain’t Like the Movies!!!

As I pondered what to write about today, I thought back to the fears I initially had about developing my intuition.

There are many things about intuitive/psychic abilities that scare the outright shit clear outta people. The lovely Hollywood movie, The Sixth Sense, was high on my list after I white knuckled it through that flick. I eagerly departed the theatre, deciding that nope, this psychic stuff wasn’t for me–oh hell no!

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If you haven’t had the joy of watching this movie, allow me to provide you with the quick and dirty on it. Boy is psychic. Boy sees dead people all over the place. Not your contented, lounging-in-a-coffin kind of dead person, but gory, gross, people who have hanged themselves with blood and entrails spewing…..ewww. Only a complete nutter would want to see that all the time, right? Continue reading “Surprise, Surprise! It Ain’t Like the Movies!!!”

Who Can Become a Psychic Medium or Animal Communicator?

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Anyone can, that’s who!!! See, these folks in the photo are toasting their innate intuitive/psychic/healing abilities because why? We ALL have them! And these folks are obviously quite thrilled with that idea–and you should be too.

Time and again, I hear clients say wistfully, “I wish I could do what you can.” News flash!!! They can. Anyone can. That is, anyone who puts forth the effort to wisely develop the energy that Mother Nature gave everyone. All of us can read energy. The simplest example is this: you meet another human, and BAM! You love them. Or conversely, you want to run in the other direction since something you can’t quite put your finger on feels very, very off to you. That, my friends, is reading energy.

The only difference among people is how quickly and easily they develop their abilities. Psychic ability runs in families, just as traits such as mathematical brilliance, are genetic. My little brother–that dude got all the math skills. Me? I can add, subtract, multiply, and divide–that’s it. I dropped out of remedial college algebra 3 times because it makes absolutely no sense to me at all. Statistics were equally as onerous. On the flip side, I simply talked to a psychic about how to read energy, sat down, and did it, on the first try. It was a pretty quick and easy trot down the psychic pathway after that. Continue reading “Who Can Become a Psychic Medium or Animal Communicator?”

Do Animals Find Flatulence to Be Funny?

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“I am enamored of your farts.”

Don’t ask me why–perhaps it is genetic (we found a bevy of typed fart jokes in my grandpa’s desk drawer after he died)-but I think passing wind, tooting, poofing, cropdusting, whatever term you wish to use to describe small explosions betwixt the butt cheeks, to be riotously hilarious. Every. Single. Time.

Much to my amazement, some animals also think farts are hysterical too. I once conversed with two dogs who professed to miss their human grandfather. Come to find out, one of the main reasons they loved to be around this kindly old man was because of his boisterous wind passing. The sound delighted them, and of course, being dogs, they thought the smell to be heavenly !  They even inquired of their mom when Grandpa would return to see them so they could enjoy his ass music. LOL!!!!!

Stories like this are one of the multitude of reasons I adore being an animal communicator.

Why Choose a Spiritual Path?

When I was a wee turd growing up in Waldron, IN (population 269, including the town cat), my parental units frequently trotted me to church. I have to scratch my silver pate, and wonder why? Dad wasn’t particularly religious, and certain aspects of Christianity chapped his ass mightily (i.e. homosexuality is a sin, for one.) Mumsy’s parents never took her to church, but for some reason, we attended. And for an even stranger reason, as a 4 or 5 year old child, I felt like I belonged in that sanctuary. I actually wanted to be there!

Fast forward to high school. Mumsy hauled my carcass out of bed every Sunday, and I used church mostly as a social hour–pass notes to the other girls in the back pew, watch to see if anyone was digging for gold (picking the nose), and head back to the nursery to play with the toddlers when the sermon commenced. I had been a highly gung ho Christian as a kid, but was less so as a teen. Why? Well, I was a teen–enough said there, right? Mostly, however, I had begun to question certain tents of my faith. Like, no one can go to heaven if they don’t accept Jesus as their savior. Now in order to do that, one has to have the cognition to grasp the whole concept of Jesus, something a cognitively disabled person would be sadly unable to do. So all cognitively disabled folks who couldn’t understand the concept of Jesus were doomed? What?  I don’t recall any caveats to that idea-ya either did or didn’t accept Jesus. Ya either went to heaven or to hell. How could that scheme be cooked up by  a loving God? And on and on, until I just couldn’t buy any of it anymore at all. So I waved goodbye to Christianity. Continue reading “Why Choose a Spiritual Path?”

My First Contact with the “Dead”

For many moons, I thought it would be just the best to be able to talk with the spirit world. Why? The biggest reason is that I miss my family and friends (both those who used to be both human and animal) so, so terribly. Like everyone else, I have some relatives who are, to be nice, unsavory individuals. For the most part, my family has been lovely. My dad and grandparents were particularly lovely humans, and never a day goes by where my heart doesn’t hurt because they are out of their body. I thought being able to still at least have a conversation with them would ease the pain. I  also dug the idea of being able to help clients with their grief issues. Continue reading “My First Contact with the “Dead””

My Secret Protection

Nope, not going to dish about deodorant, feminine hygiene care or whatnot. I am referring to energetic protection here, not smelly parts. What is energetic protection? For me, it is an activity, product, or both simultaneously which keeps my aura clean, comfortable, and in top notch working order. Anyone, animal or human, who is sensitive to vibrations needs daily energetic guarding.

Golden Armor is a flower essence which provides some boisterously kick ass protection. Created by Green Hope Flower Essences for both animals and humans, here is how they describe it on their website:

“Our most important Essence for electrical protection

Golden Armor provides information to our electrical systems about how to buffer and protect us from computer screens, radiation and atmospheric changes, aberrant astral energies, human negativity, dissonant sounds, viruses, bacteria, man made dissonance in the airwaves and any other kind of vibrational bombardment we experience.

-Animals almost invariably need this remedy because they are deeply affected by the immense amount of man made dissonance in the airwaves.
-The Angels encourage all the people and animals at the farm take Golden Armor every day.

Ingredients:

Abutilon, Echinops, Elderberry, Eryngium, French Marigold, Golden Yarrow, Goldenrod, Leopard’s Bane, Rattlesnake Master, Sea Holly, St John’s Wort, Teasel, Thistle, Titan, White Yarrow, Wild Abutilon” Continue reading “My Secret Protection”

Ya Think Life Would Be Easier…..

Indeed. Seems like life would be a hell of a lot easier, smoother, etc and whatnot when a gal (or dude) can read energy. You know what to do! You hear guidance, as if perhaps Archangel Michael is blasting directions through a megaphone into your head. No willy nillying around, trying to make up your mind about your situation. Oh no, because you read energy!

It isn’t that simple. Like most counselors and other helping professionals, we are fabulous at doling out advice, but can’t always figure out what to do for ourselves. Some intuitives and psychics can’t even pick up information for themselves. I can, but at times, my attachment to the outcome boogers everything up. Why? Two words–attachment and should.

I have written endlessly about the nastiness of the words should and attachment. Both can cause a pecker load of trouble. Focusing on what we deem to be the best outcome, without allowing that another could be equally as beneficial, is indeed angst producing. And should. Doing what we think others want us to do, or what is the “right” thing to do, but not really taking into account what feels best,usually  winds up pooping on our parade in the long run.

So if making a decision is causing you trouble, do what I plan on doing. Write about it at length, talk to your friends and family, perhaps go see a counselor or psychic (or both), and then sit still with yourself and your version of spirit guides, God, Allah, whomever. It may take a while, but eventually, the answer will show itself.