The Education of a Medium:
Well…it’s a looong story, of course. Which I’m dying to tell you, at length (whether you’re dying to read it at length, is another story.)
So I’ll cut to the chase: after several (somewhat traumatic) childhood experiences with precognition (including dreams that later came all too true), I stumbled upon a “Psychic Development” class at a local Spiritualist Church.
But as you may (or may not) know, the Spiritualist Church, which has been around for over 100 years, employs trained mediums as ministers. So 20 years ago, I was actually learning the ropes for becoming a psychic and medium (safely, and accurately.)
The safety factors I’ll get into in another post (for instance, as the medium minister teaching the class put it: “Just as there are live people you shouldn’t talk to, there are dead people you shouldn’t talk to, either.”)
As for accuracy, it helped when I learned how to clean up the spirit guides around me (which, like dusting, is a chore that apparently should be done regularly. Although I hate dusting.)
A couple classes in, we students formed a circle and attempted to give messages to each other. I said the first thing that popped into my head to the guy across from me, “You joined this class to get in touch with your mother, who died recently. But you’ve been feeling frustrated, and guilty, and worried, that you haven’t be able to connect with her. Your mother says not to worry, she’s fine, and she’s proud of you.”
Other than his name, I didn’t really know the guy, and frankly felt like an idiot blurting that out, based on no information whatsoever.
But he thanked me, with tears in eyes. “Yeah, that’s exactly the reason I joined this class, and I was worried and hurt and …”
In addition to those for classmates, I also gave several accurate readings to complete strangers at the graduation ceremony for our little class of mind readers (as you can imagine, the graduation ceremony for mediums is way cooler and more fun and a hell of a lot more weird than any other school commencement ceremony you may have attended.)
Okay, it’s going to sound like bragging, but the minister took me aside and told me that I had natural talent (or something along those lines) and could become a minister/medium myself.
However, at the time I was pursuing another (more wordly, shall we say) career path. And so used my new skills as a psychic medium, first, for friends who happened to be grieving, and then acquaintances who had questions about their life and future, and then as a telephone psychic, and so on and so forth.
(Which brings to mind the old, hoary — cough! – adage about prostitution: First you do it for fun, then for friends, and then for money.)
The truth of the matter is, I love helping people, and it’s a natural high answering their questions about the path of their lives, or what the future may hold. As well as possibly connecting them to relatives and friends who have passed over. (Hey, your live friends and relatives aren’t always home when you call, are they? Or they may be screening, but let’s give our dead friends the benefit of the doubt on that score.)
So feel free to call for an appointment: I can’t wait to wait to look into your future, answer your questions, or connect you with the next life.
Let’s connect,
Jude
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