Submitted by Delaine
At any point since your marriage ended, have you been inspired to see a tarot card reader or psychic? Cause I have. A few times, in fact. I’ve also looked for ‘angel footprints’ and messages from Above – it’s all about needing a bit of faith, isn’t it? In ourselves, our futures AND the universe we live in?
The first psychic ‘session’ I experienced happened soon after I separated from my husband three years ago. And the strange thing is, she sought ME out, not vice versa:
I was on my first ever trip to Vegas with six close girlfriends. One afternoon while shopping with the girls, I drifted off from the pack and wandered into a clock store (no idea why, I had no interest in clocks!). As I browsed around, I suddenly sensed I was being watched – and there she was: a petite, dark-haired woman, standing in the middle of an aisle, staring at me. She kept staring and staring – I was beginning to wonder if she was “all there” – when she marched right up to me and hissed: “I can see your aura! Trust me, I can see things. You need to know what I see.”
“O…K” I said, looking around uneasily.
“Two things!” she said. “One, your aura is so dark! There are men all around you, bad men, men from your past, men coming at you now. You need to get rid of all this bad male energy, it’s eating you up inside!”
“O…K” I replied again. She was kinda making sense…
“Two!” She stepped in close, looking me in the eyes. “You are going to write a book! It will bring you great joy and be a great success. You need to stop worrying about money. Five years from now your life will look so good!”
And at that, she threw up her hands and scurried out of the store.
I stood there gawking down an empty aisle. “Did that just happen? Then: Wow, what a loony!” Then, “Me, write a book? As if!”
But later, when I told my friends what had happened, one friend said, “Even if she was a nut job Amelia, the universe wanted you to hear her messages. There are no ‘accidents’ after all…”
Fast forward to last week. My children were on holidays with their Grandma, so I took a much-needed road trip to Kelowna, BC. I use to live in BC but it was over a decade ago – and the familiar landscape and energy out there stirred something in me… perhaps of the Amelia I used to be before I moved to Calgary, got married, had kids, and well …lost my Self.
Anyhow, one lovely afternoon, as a meandered down an unknown street in Kelowna, I suddenly thought, “I’d sure love to have a tarot card reading today.” But I brushed off the thought – after all, what were the chances?
Yet there she was. Sitting in the park under a tree. A sign on her table read “Tarot Readings, $20.” I sat down right away, the timing was perfect. And for the next hour, I sat there listening to this lady with the blue eye shadow and unblended foundation, divine my present and future life in startling detail.
After that session, I stood along the boardwalk overlooking the water with tears brewing in my eyes. Not because of any bad events she forecast, but because of the divine chills I kept feeling throughout our session; because of the loving presence I felt standing over my shoulder; because of the hope I felt caressing and undulating in my heart; because of the peaceful terrain I foresaw and believed to be ahead in my future.
And in that moment, I knew that she, this stranger with the bright blue eye shadow and wise heart, had given me something I really needed – something that went far beyond what I’d have gotten from a session with a psychologist; that is, a return to the faith that life, and the universe, ARE on my side. It was time to start remembering the core of who I am, who I use to be – that Gypsy-like Amelia who, a decade ago, was spiritually free and open to life. She was a woman who created life… and didn’t just react to it.
Yes…that old Amelia is still alive. Alive, well, and very, very welcome. But you know what the most ironic part of this tale is? Not only did she write that book like Vegas ‘nut job’ predicted – it’s also soon to be published. (smile)