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Saturday, May 31, 2008

“Stop Messing With My Life!” Famous Last Words of a Psychic Reading Junkie.



“You are a Crap Reader!” “I wonder if she’s reading that right…” How often I hear these phrases when I am not going along with other people’s agendas, doing what they expect or telling them what they want to hear. Working as a Spiritualist Medium there is of course an expectation that I am a spiritual person and that my focus comes from that perspective. I would like to think that most of the time that I am spiritual and serve Spirit well or at least that I try to do that to the best of my ability. Unfortunately the spirit communications that I usually see as gifts can weigh heavily on the heart at times.

Of late, I have been feeling like some people expect that I am just there to suit their needs and for their benefit even when it might not be balanced or healthy for me and that if I were a truly spiritual person I would just accept that role without question. I am sorry to disappoint them but that is just not realistic.

Now with clients it is natural that they will make certain demands of the reader and that when they are in crisis may be even more demanding than normal. I can live with this and it is just one of the costs of being in this work. But where does the reader go when THEY are in crisis? The easy answer to that is they should rely on their angels or spirit guides. While I am able to do that most of the time, recently I have been dealing with a tremendous amount of stress because of the agendas of others and their demands on my time, energy and talents.

I accept that I have allowed the situations to develop and know that I need to change things but how do I do that when certain patterns are entrenched? How do I accommodate my need for changes and yet continue being a good friend to those I care about a good instrument for Spirit to teach through and maintain my integrity as a reader? How do I make the changes I feel I must make in my teaching and spiritual work without offending others who have become comfortable with the status quo and feel that this is exactly the way things should remain? How do I deal with the expectations of others when they themselves have no clue what it is like to be where I am at?

Sadly the burn out rate in the helping professions is very high as caregivers and health and social work practitioners of all kinds get caught up in always being “on” or "in service" to others. It is no different in the psychic industry. Those who truly care about people struggle very hard to balance the needs with others with their own needs. I have found that I allowed things to happen that I now wish I had not.

For example: while having the title of medium or psychic can be a great conversation piece at parties and social gatherings it can also be a drag…. I mean just because I can do readings does not mean I want to do readings all the time… Like the doctor who goes to social functions and is asked for free medical advice being asked “can you read for me?”, “what do you see around me?”, “what do you get from Spirit on this or that?” gets a little old after a while.

While I can and do deflect this natural curiosity with humour there are just some people who do not realize when they are over stepping the bounds and do not seem to take hints very well and I suppose this is where the reader needs to be blunt and matter of fact about feeling hounded and then disrespected when what is read is not what the person asking wants to hear.

Unfortunately being brutally honest with needy and sometimes disrespectful people who take advantage is not so easy to do because situations are usually complex and are complicated by these people needlessly involving others because they are so intent on deluding themselves. Usually these folks who stress the reader out are very good friends with good hearts who the reader is very close to who are for lack of a better word “reading junkies”. With clients when this happens the reader can refuse to read and eliminate the problem but what can you do when it is a good friend who is pushing the boundaries of comfort and not aware (one would hope) that they are doing it?

To deal with this I am the fan of the direct approach but people do not tend to take it well when the reader refuses to read for them especially if they are stressed or obsessed about one issue or another in their lives. People also seem to think that their problems or situations should be an exception and for that reason you should read for them because it is “spiritual to give” and you should read because you are their "friend". This might be true but at what point do you tell a junkie that they are a junkie? And how do you handle it when that junkie also happens to be a valued friend? Where do you find the balance and the courage? And what if they are telling half truths to others around you because they want what they want no matter what?

Most of the time I feel the blunt approach is best but there is always the one friend who you know is hoping for a reading and hinting around it and so the reader is in the nasty position were it might be tempting just to give in and so it goes. This same friend may also be someone (who because you care about them) you really don't want to expose for their "he said, she said" talking behind the backs of others behaviour because you do not want to hurt that friend or others involved. But in my opinion half truths and behind the scenes "he said, she said" stuff has to be stopped especially when the half truths are impacting the reputation and health of the reader being put in the middle of all of it.

Reading for friends who are also junkies is not so difficult if these junkies like what you have to say. BUT what about when you are forced to tell them what you see and it is not what they WANT to hear? For example, the good friend is in a bad relationship and wants to know if it is going to work out, should the reader tell the friend if I see problems or not? What about the friend who is infatuated with someone and it is not being reciprocated at the same level as their intentions? What should the reader say? Should one risk a friendship to state what they see as truth? In a perfect world, I would say yes that you as the reader owe it to your friend to be honest and when Spirit gives a message you should give it as gracefully as you can. But we are not in a perfect world, as the reader you take the risk of offending the friend and hurting feelings. So now what? Tell them what they NEED to hear or what the WANT to hear. My integrity forces me to fall into the first option. It is about what they NEED to hear.

Most of the time I can handle their disappointment and the friendship is not damaged in anyway. But when the friend then begins to question your motive and integrity and clarity because you are being truthful and blunt and they just don’t want to hear it then there is a problem. I mean how can a reader be valued as accurate in reading the other areas of the friend’s life and then be treated as unreliable just because what is being said is not what that person wants to hear? My thought is a reader is either accurate or not. The reading junkie cannot have it both ways.

I am not sure how many other readers have gone through this but I know that I am probably not alone. If I knew then what I know now I would do things much differently but even when more experienced readers tried to explain how and why we need to set boundaries I only got part of it.

I fully understood why a good reader never reads for their partner and I am blessed to be in a solid relationship where I am NEVER asked to read for my boyfriend. But when it came to friends I was soft and gave in far too often. Funny how I was seen as accurate until it was something these "friends" did not want to hear and suddenly my reading ability and intentions were then in question. I can handle that and perhaps this is the catalyst to make some healthy changes. Since some friends were put out by what I had to say maybe they will ask for readings less often from other readers in the future? Perhaps this is the start of them standing on their own and trusting their connection to Spirit and the Universe rather than constantly seeking readings? And what is the reader's responsibility in enabling a psychic reading addict to feed the habit? I know in one case I was weak and let it go on WAY WAY too long and now I am being made out to be the the one who is bad or who has a problem when all I did was choose to be honest with all involved and extradite myself from a VERY messy situation .

Being told by the reading junkie to “stop messing with my life" was interesting because until this point this person was so wrapped up in readings they had stopped thinking for themselves. Where is their own personal responsibility in living their lives and so who was it that messing up their life? Although it was not easy to be brutally honest, when there got to be too much “he said, she said” nonsense and a whole circle of friends became involved, it had to be dealt with and I still think laying out all the facts for folks who only had part of the story is the only way to go… For the junkie who goes from reader to reader time will tell which perception is right and all I can say is I stand by what I said. I continue to say to anyone who puts others in such a situation of being in the middle: where is the junkie's personal responsibility in all this? Energy follows intention and if the intention is dishonest and wrong nothing good can come of it and that applies to both the reader who is afraid to speak their truth and the junkie who is using readings to avoid experiencing life in a real way.

Follow the link to hear more about the problems of the psychic reading junkie phenomenon and why I work hard NOT to be part of it by working as a Spiritualist Medium... Because of my training as a medium I also chose to stand up to those who have abdicated their own personal responsibility in their lives even if they are valued friends. Psychic Junkie: A Memoir

Monday, May 26, 2008

Life Catalysts: Never What You Expect Them to Be…


Many times in my life I have been told that through my spiritual work that I am meant to be a catalyst in the lives of others. While I accept this as part of the purpose behind being a Spiritualist Medium there are times when it is a very stressful to be handed this job. It has in the past hurt me deeply to see friendships end and to realize that I am really alone in the way I see my work but I have come to fully trust Spirit does things for reasons and that in the end it works out as it should.

While I fully expect Spirit to hand me the role of catalyst in the lives of the people around me, I do not pretend to know how this will play out. I don’t think I am supposed to have that insight and I am suspicious when people around me start trying to tell me just HOW I am meant to be the catalyst in another’s life because this usually proves to be little more than some folks using me, my energy, my talents and the things I am connected to as a way to fulfill their personal agendas. Most of the time they are unconscious that this is what they are doing and it comes to a shock to them when situations do not work out as they plan them to.

I am not shocked that their plans are kyboshed however, because it seems to me that SPIRIT decides in what way someone is to be a catalyst and Spirit does not usually explain exactly how the change is going to come. Usually even I do not know who I am a catalyst for until the event has come about and the changes are happening. All I know is that Spirit presents situations where I (as the catalyst) am forced to act and react in a way that is best for me and that is exactly what I have learned to do.

Self-preservation being an instinctual tool, I can sense when I must speak my truth in a blunt way and for some this is the catalyst in their lives that they least expect. Sadly but not surprisingly, I find that these folks with agendas are so focused on changing others to fit their notions of how life should unfold that they do not realize that Spirit is actually using me to be a catalyst in their lives rather than the lives of the people they hope and expect to change.

I used to think I was just imagining it but the more I go through experiences with people the more I am convinced that I am a life catalyst but that as a catalyst I am never quite what the people who’s lives I change expect me to be. While this used to bother me I now think it is how Spirit uses each of us to help those around us grow.

With that in mind I know I am blunt and say the things that some folks are not ready to hear but I am definite in saying what I am compelled say and adamant in knowing that I am guided by Spirit regardless. For this reason I stand by what I say and will face whatever consequences might come out of being truthful with those who ask for my advice and psychic impressions.

For those who might not really be able to handle the blunt truth then do not challenge me to be a life catalyst for others unless you are willing to risk change as well because you will find I am never what you expect and that the changes you plan for others might be brought to your life instead because that is how Spirit works.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Ed and Red's Night Party Spot



Working as a psychic allows one to meet and greet folks from a variety of social circles and the media tends to love psychics for some reason. I would guess that Ed the Sock and Red his vivacious co-host are no exceptions...

In late November I was invited by the show's Communications Liaison to do a guest spot on Ed and Red's Night Party... I must say that when I first talked to Roxane I thought yeah sure... (I get lots of people who tell me that they are in the media so they can get a free reading. Not sure why they think it works... I mean as a psychic I might just catch on if someone is trying to scam me right??)

Anyway, Roxane and the gust spot with Ed the Sock and Red (Liana K) turned out to be very real! What a blast! Crazy set and a fun bunch of people who enjoy putting the show together. It is a lot of work but a lot of fun too from what I could tell amidst all the organized chaos!



For those who don't know Ed the Sock, he is this obnoxious grey sock with bright green hair that smokes a cigar. He prides himself on saying the unspeakable on TV and the show is campy and yet loads of fun. Lots of scantily clad young women and Red (Liana K) tend to appeal to the mostly male audience. Red (Liana K) for her part as co-host has her hands full trying to keep Ed the sock in line but usually she manages to pull it off.

Now I must say that at first I felt slightly overdressed for the occasion and for me that was a good thing LOL... Seeing all the hot tub girls in their various styles of bikinis and undies and bras was really something. Yep TV and photos do add 10 pounds and these young ladies made me very aware of just how much weight I have put on since my mid 20s. My mild insecurity aside, once I got over the shock of seeing the go go dancing and the hot tub girls at work, I got quite comfy and felt quite welcomed on the set...

When I told friends I was doing a spot on Ed and Red's Night Party they warned me that Ed was gonna make fun of me and as one friend put it "he's gonna eat you alive!" Much to my surprise and relief Ed was quite tame, but then there is nothing quite like being interviewed by Red (Liana K) with Ed the Sock over your shoulder making obnoxious, distracting comments... All and all it was quite an entertaining experience and believe it or not I would do it again in a heartbeat!

As to when the interview I did will be aired I am not sure... Perhaps some fans of the show will let me know if I don't catch it...



The show airs on City TV Toronto at 11:30 pm on Friday nights and is re- broadcast on the same station at 11:30 pm on Sunday nights. If you want more of Ed and Red you can always find them at http://www.edthesock.com.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Psychic Reading with your Morning Java??





The following article was published in The Toronto Star. Fun things to do in Toronto before 8am.


DAYBREAK DIARY

TheStar.com - entertainment - The city that's still asleep

The city that's still asleep

In which our intrepid reporter ventures out at sunrise to prove that, yes, there is life after dawn

Aug 16, 2007 04:30 AM


Staff Reporter

Words to live by at 6:20 in the morning: "Just don't go out wearing no underwear."

A man who calls himself Smiley, lithe with a natty braid stretching down his back, delivered this advice to no one in particular as he feigned a stumble through the front door of Vesta Lunch. It's a 24-hour truck stop at Bathurst and Dupont Sts., notorious for its surly wait staff, crusty clientele and vinyl bar stools.

"How are ya? I'm drunk," he says. "I'm kidding. Gimme a coffee." He plunks himself down at a stool near mine and snarls in my direction.

There it is: my initiation into the world of early-morning Toronto – a world shrouded in semi-darkness, with idling garbage trucks, the odd jogger darting between fluorescent street signs and people who lurk in laneways or pontificate like Smiley.

I blink in his direction, but glance past him through Vesta's floor-to-ceiling windows. The scene outside resembles a ghost town: Cars streak across the empty road. Traffic lights chirp for no one. It's quiet – even a bit eerie when the pulse of the city isn't thumping.

This is the first day of my hunt to find out what's on in this city between 6 and 9 a.m. as the subway squeals into motion and most locals hit the snooze button. The challenge is to pinpoint activities that don't include wandering aimlessly, praying or exercising.

Toronto's a bustling metropolis by day, but it was a chore to find quality leisure activities that fire up in the post-dawn hours. Cricket fanatics like to hit the pitch before 9 a.m., but most clubs are members only. Toronto spas open fashionably late, so manicures are out of the question. Forget about champagne and orange juice at 6 a.m. – the Four Seasons won't even serve fancy alcohol before noon. And gambling? Hustlers usually sleep in. But there are slots at Woodbine, which are open 24/7.

Many activities are unpredictable. After-hours clubs promise to be packed past dawn, but doors often shut early, with no warning. A handwritten note tacked to the entrance of a 24-hour bowling alley greeted me at 7 a.m. one morning, explaining the place was closed because of an "emergency."

On the upside, the sidewalks outside Toronto's many bakeries fill with the smell of fresh bread and coffee is plentiful.

My first stop, after wrenching myself from slumber at 5:45 a.m. this morning, was Caffé Brasiliano on Dundas St. W. It opens at 5:30. The espresso machine screeches to life, sending a jolt of noise through the café. Some patrons perk up and nod in mutual fatigue.

Plumber Jonathan Fernandez and other labourers, all calloused hands, work boots and lunch pails, sip from miniature espresso cups, outside. It's a daily ritual.

"It's always the same people in here," Fernandez, 21, says. "We're like robots."

So are early morning exercisers. An aerobics class at Extreme Fitness at Bay and Bloor Sts. is packed.

"Knees up," yells the instructor. "Keep moving."

Everyone's bouncing like a bunny on crack, but there's a camaraderie as they shed their fatigue. It's as if they share a secret, an ownership of this more efficient, quiet world.

The light strikes me when I leave the gym. And I'm shocked, almost angered, to join a sidewalk teeming with fast-walking pedestrians.

Late risers. Who do they think they are?

Where to live it up while everyone else is waking up

A handful of early-morning sites we visited on our week-long quest:


Comfort Zone, 480 Spadina Ave.

No klub kidz waving light sticks. No one barfing on the sidewalk. I'm disappointed. It's 6 a.m. and The Comfort Zone is closed. Manager Jose swore the after-hours club, open past 6 a.m. Friday to Monday, would be jumping, but I arrived to find the doors padlocked shut. Reliability before 9 a.m.? I think not.


Metro Golf Dome, 125 Milner Ave.

Feel like swinging a metal object before your morning coffee? It takes 15 minutes to get from downtown Toronto to Scarborough at 6 a.m., where I round into the only driving range that caters to golfers jonesing for an early-morning swing. The green's already carpeted with golf balls and the air's thick with Type-A tension. Golf's a serious, take-no-prisoners game, even at 7 a.m. "Sorry, can't talk, few more swings, then gotta go," one golfer says.


CAFfÉ BRASILIANO, 851 Dundas St. W.

A few patrons flop limply in booths at the back of the restaurant, and jolt upright when the espresso machine comes to life. The dimly lit space gets busier by the second. Owner Ken Connors is chipper, but not in an annoying way. "You're not gonna find anything around here that's open at 6 a.m.," he says of downtown Toronto. No one gets up that early – except him. "You become a morning person when you're in this business."


Bowlarama West, 5429 Dundas St. W.

Narrow windows surrounding the front door reveal a lights-off but lively bowling alley with all the charm the sport has to offer– moulded plastic benches, flashing lights, win-a-prize kiosks, shoe rental, snack bar. That's why it's extra disappointing to find the doors of this 24-hour joint, inside a strip mall, shut at 7 a.m. A handwritten note taped to the door explains the alley is closed due to "emergency."


Vesta Lunch, 474 Dupont St.

This 24-hour truck stop at Bathurst and Dupont Sts. never fails to amuse. One patron slumps over the counter. Another cracks wise about coffee with waiter Manuel Cornejo, 24, who says there's a steady stream of customers in the early morning even if it doesn't get too busy.


Jet Fuel, 519 Parliament St.

The stainless steel bar is swarmed with patrons, bleary-eyed and in desperate need of this high-octane coffee. The barista can hardly keep up with demand. I smack a handful of change down on the counter, plunge a few spoons of sugar into my tall to-go cup and exchange friendly words with a few random patrons. In and out in under seven minutes. A few sips of the appropriately named brew and I feel like I can fly.


Moksha Yoga, 1498 Yonge St., second floor

It's 6:30 a.m. and about 95C in this room. I'm not sure if it's possible to stay awake when it feels like I'm lying in a pool of heated molasses. There are about 10 people in this early morning hot, silent yoga class – and I'm in for 90 minutes of posing without any spoken instruction. The class is calming and surprisingly energizing. And at this time of day any worries about seeming uncoordinated melt away.


Commisso Brothers & Racco, 8 Kincort St.

I'd wager this is as close as Toronto comes to serving coffee Italian-style. If you're not in the mood for an early-morning veal sandwich – or ravioli, roast chicken, lasagne or a cannoli – sidle up next to the bar and shoot back an espresso. At this wee hour there's more Italian than English spoken in the convenience store/grocery. While the parking lot out front is deserted and dark, it smells of baking bread.


Psychic, 63 Superior Ave.

Spirits don't sleep in even if people do, says Catherine MacDonald, 37, who operates from a closet-sized room in her basement apartment. This psychic doesn't often do early-morning readings, but is available almost anytime by appointment. She's cheerful and ready by 8 a.m. when I arrive to have my fortune told, and says channelling the deceased comes naturally at any time of day. "To me, it's like second nature," she says.


Extreme Fitness, Bay and Bloor

Sweat is in the air at 7 a.m. The instructor's voice is booming and exercisers are too tired to resist her instruction. But as the music picks up so does our adrenaline. There's nothing like an early-morning fitness high to put life into perspective.


Ruby Chinese Restaurant, 1571 Sandhurst Circle

Managers open the doors at 7:45, even though food carts don't start rolling through the banquet-like restaurant until 8:45. Tables fill quickly with diners, newspapers in hand, waiting for freshly steamed dumplings, sticky rice, pork buns and congee. English is a language spoken sparely by staff, so dim sum serves me well. I just point.


Four Seasons Hotel, Avenue Rd. and Bloor St.

At 8 a.m. breakfast-seekers are dressed to the nines – full faces of makeup, not a coiffed hair out of place and Windsor-knotted ties. The well-to-do can dine on tofu-cheese, turkey sausage and egg-white omelettes, which is what I choose to eat, at tables spread with white linens. Morning paper's free and chatter is all business. Breakfast, with orange juice and tea, comes in at just under $30.


Michele Henry

Source: http://www.thestar.com/News/GTA/article/246692

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