Psychic Phenomena
How Accurate Is A Long-Distance Psychic Reading?
It isn’t necessary for a psychic to do one-on-one readings for her clients by being with them in person. A psychic or mediumship reading can be just as well be done via phone or the Internet.
Some people are skeptical of the accuracy of long distance readings or they simply believe they must be able to see their reader face-to-face.
But, there is absolutely no reason to be worried, since all readings are equally effective, no matter the distance or medium of communication.
Psychic energy has no boundaries. Just as there is no “up” or “down” in space, our spiritual energies exist on multiple planes in multiple dimensions all at once. If you’ve ever had a lucid dream, or the vivid memory of a prior lifetime, you’ve witnessed this first-hand.
Having a remote psychic reading is just another method of connection. We can think of this almost like a psychic version of the internet: two or more “addresses” coming together through a shared link.
If we believe in the largely unseen powers of our computers, we can also put good faith in psychic links!
When performing a reading, a psychic will be drawing upon the insights of her own spirit guides or angels.
When giving a remote reading, a psychic will usually ask some establishing questions, such as your name or birthdate. This will form an initial connection and allow her energy to sync up with yours.
The Man Who Pushed Me Off A Cliff
Since I was a child, I have had fragmented memories of my past lives. These flashbacks are all parts of those lives and lessons that pertain to my soul growth and karma in this lifetime.
So far, all of my past life memories have had to do with someone I have interacted with here, in my current incarnation. In other words, I have met all of the people in my past life memories in this lifetime also.
One such memory of a past life, is of a man I was married to in Ireland. We were quite young. I would say no more than 20. We were poor and lived in a little cottage, near a cliff overlooking the ocean. It was a modest, but breathtakingly beautiful home and land. I also remember that I had long, curly red hair.
Sadly, my husband in that lifetime was physically and emotionally abusive. He was always worried that men would desire me and take me away from him.
But I had never been with any man but him. I didn’t want to be with my husband, but I certainly didn’t want another man to control and own me either.
He kept me prisoner in our home and refused to let me leave. My solace was the church. My soul’s water and food was the sunlight, and the sounds and smell of the ocean. My fantasies consisted of building a boat and heading out into the vastness, toward the sunset, letting the ocean’s waves carry me away to wherever she wished me to be. Interestingly, in my present life, nature has always been my sanctuary.




