It’s no secret I have been going through one of the roughest patches of my life. And as all people who have been through some serious shit say, it’s amazing those who stick close by you and the ones that drop you. It truly shocked me the people in my life that just walked out, but onward and upward. Moving forward, only way to go.
One of the friends that stuck by my side and called and texted and checked in had just had a baby a few months ago. She knew I was feeling down and ask if she could come visit with the baby for a few days.
When she got here we threw our arms around each other and shrieked and jumped up and down in excitement to see each other.
I got to coo and goo over her baby, who is seriously the best baby. So adorable, easy-going, sweet, alert… and oh so handsome! You just want to hug and squeeze on him all the time.
A few hours later I am inevitably spilling my guts and crying about what is going on in my life.
She says she totally understands, but that she didn’t want to see me so sad.
Wanting to just do something fun my friend suggest going and doing a psychic reading.
“It’ll be fun, come on… ”
We find a place and they can take both of us at the same time, multiple “readers.”
I immediately giggle inside at my guy. He is in his seventies and has a bad toupee and a great southern accent. I secretly roll my eyes in my head wondering why I let my friend talk me into this.
He sits down, and tells me he is going to record the session and put it on a CD for me.
I nod and shake my head up and down and he ask to see my palms.
“Well… Good life lines, good health, signs of management, prosperity, wealth, you’re sensitive, you can literally feel other people’s pain, and very intuitive, all good, all very good. Stubborn. Very very stubborn. Which can be good, until it’s not, mmmhmm…”
He looks at me and I smile and laugh and say, yeah, dead on.
He continues, “You’re so stubborn you jump out the frying pan into the fire.”
More laughter from me, and more nods from him.
“No one can tell you anything. You have to figure it out for yourself. You have to get burned at the stake and then you learn your lesson. At least you learn it though.”
I cannot believe how dead on this guy is.
“When is your birthday dear?”
I tell him and he says, “Ah, a Sagittarius. Lucky lucky sign. You’re like a cat with nine lives, always landing on your feet. See this?”
He points to a spot on my palm.
“This is your mound of Jupiter. You like to travel don’t you? When you speak people see pictures. Extremely visual. What do you do for work dear?”
I told him I was currently looking and he reassured me it would fall in my lap.
He read my cards and said the next few months would be tough, but I’d come out smelling like a rose and 2018 would be my year.
He told me to love myself by just being “who you already are, a bright, shinning intelligent human who deeply cares for others.”
He told me a bunch of other cool stuff which I couldn’t believe, and won’t bore you with.
As my friend and I shopped around I found this… which I now wear around my neck.
My friend commented how much calmer and relaxed I seemed just minutes after our reading, and I said something like this, you know… I just took back control. And I found the key I’ve been searching for my whole life.
*We went to the psychic for the sole purpose of entertainment, and entertaining it was.