Psychic

Yesterday my friend Renate and I went to see a psychic. We were amazed at how accurate she was. She did our readings using a combination of tarot cards and her pyschic ability. Of course Larry, Grace and Josh were very sceptical and teased us unmercifully before we went. That's ok, a grain of salt is always necessary. My aura is very powerful, a violet colour, with lots of white and pink blobs protecting me. I tend toward depression, but I have so many positive protectors. Nothing to be worried about in the health, happiness and money department. She advises me that Grace is strong and will be all right...she is a powerful being in her own right. As for Paul, he has his problems that he will have to work out himself and I can only be there as a shoulder. Both will be happy, but Paul will have to work at it.

The overall thrust of the news was that I enjoy being creative and that for me, the joy is in the journey, not the end result. On the work front I am exhausted and should not be afraid to take a day off if I need it.

One of the sections was "what my spirit guide wants me to know". I had already warned her that Sally told me my spirit guide was nasty and quite often poked Frank in the ribs in response to being bothered. At the very end, I asked the psychic what my spirit guide's name was." What is her name?" She thought for a moment, connecting with the spirit I suppose, then she covered her mouth and started laughing uncontrollably. Then she said, I just got poked in the ribs. Your spirit guide is quite offended that you would call it "her". It appears to be a tall dark mysterious male. Your spirit guide says it doesn't matter what his/her name is, and for all they care, it could be Donald Duck. She found him quite amusing.

I'm glad it ended on a positive note. Renate and I both agreed that she was good.