Clairvoyant readings

Every other Wednesday, I work for three hours doing clairvoyant readings at a small bookstore in Englewood, Colorado, called “Cornerstone Books.” I’ll be work the Metaphsyical Fair that the owner Deb Guinther puts on, and will be there doing more clairvoyant readings at the end of the month.

Mary, the store’s manager told me that someone was there for a reading, and I walked out into the store area and saw a man there. For reasons I didn’t understand at the time, I was expecting a female – a young female. “Who’s here to see me?” I asked.

“I am,” the man said smiling.

“Really?” I was surprised to say the least. “Are you here with someone?”

“No.”

“Huh, I was expecting to see a woman, a young woman. Are you here with your wife?”

“No, it’s just me!” he said.

“Okay then, let’s talk,” I said, leading him back to the room where I do readings. As we sat there, to be honest I couldn’t connect with him on a deep level. He told me that he really wanted to talk about his daughter, but I told him I don’t do that sort of thing. I feel as though it’s an invasion of the other person’s privacy.

As we sat there, with me struggling to connect with him, his daughter walked in. She was almost as surprised to see him, as he was to see her. I was more surprised than both of them. I finally admitted that I couln’t help him at this time, and that he might want to come back another day. He agreed.

HIs daughter came in, and fortunately, her reading was much easier. Could it be because he wasn’t there to see me for himself but for her? I really think that’s the case. This served to confirm for me that as a psychic when I do this sort of reading, I’m not a “fortune teller” so much as a Spiritual Director. As such I help people to discover the truth that they have within themselves.

 While I couldn’t help her father, I was able to help his daughter find her way out of a bad situation. She walked away with a feeling of hope in the midst of her young troubled life. I felt, and feel, very blessed to have been chosen to do this work. 

 

 I feel your peace.

Anthony

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Being a psychic vs. being a medium

There’s a saying that “all mediums are psychic, but not all psychics are mediums.” Because my focus is primarily on reconnecting people with their loved ones who passed away, most people don’t know that I also do psychic readings as well.

Today, I filled in for another psychic at Cornerstone Bookstore, in Englewood, CO. Cornerstone has a psychic type doing readings from noon to 5 pm Monday through Friday. I’m there whenever someone can’t be there. People drop in for readings, though some make appointments in advance, especially with the regular readers. 

When I’m at Cornerstone either filling in, or working it’s metaphysical fair, I usually do psychometry or “photo readings.” What I do is tune into the person’s energy contained within a personal object or photo. Once I do this, it’s like a movie starts running through my head and I tell the person what I’m seeing. Often the “movie” shows me the person’s past, present, and even their future. I tend to see these sessions as a form of “spiritual direction” as opposed to fortune telling. 

I not only do these readings at fairs, but as part of my private practice. I just don’t emphasize it. The reason is that even though I refer to myself as a “psychic medium,” as I pointed out in the beginning of this post, “psychics” and “mediums” are not one and the same. I’d like to explain the difference. 

Psychics rely on intuition to gain information. In order for a medium reading to happen, two elements must be in place. The first is a soul who wants to communicate messages to a loved one. Secondly, there must be someone to receive the messages being passed along. Otherwise, it’s similar to you picking up a phone, making a call, and no one answers the phone. There isn’t any communication taking place.  

The souls use mediums such as myself to disclose their thoughts, feelings and messages to their loved ones who otherwise can’t see, feel or hear them. By passing the information on, I essentially become their “voice,” or “mouthpiece,” for the length of time that my energy, and theirs, holds out. 

I refer to myself as a “psychic medium” in order to describe the way that the communications take place. I don’t “channel” spirits, nor do I go into a trance. I’m fully with the person who is in front of me, while at the same time a part of my brain is receiving messages from those who have passed away. The information coming into my brain is perfect. It’s once it hits my fragile psyche that things get mixed up. But I’ll save that for another post.

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