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The Haunted Typewriter
When I was growing up my mother had a typewriter that had been in the family for a long time. I never knew much about its history.
One day I was invited to a family reunion at my aunt and uncle’s house. After my mother had passed away I never had much contact with them. We sat around and talked about my mother being a psychic and how she experienced many paranormal stuff as a child. My aunt took out a family photo album she had shown me before and in one of the pictures there was a picture of an old, black typewriter. She told me that it was a 1920’s Royal typewriter and that my grandfather received it as payment for working on someone house. The homeowners didn’t have the money to pay him for his services. Continue reading
Psychic Monica at PsychicAccess.com
Although Monica had very real imaginary playmates when she was young and enjoyed reading about psychic phenomena in her teens, she didn’t realize she possessed a special gift until she attended an All Mediums Night at a Spiritualist Church, twenty-five years ago. She was so skeptical, she sat near the door for a quick get-away, if needed. That night changed her life forever! Continue reading
Psychic Andrea Grace at PsychicAccess.com
Andrea was born with psychic gifts that made her unique in her family. At the age of seventeen, she was in a horrific car accident and recalls her travels to the other side. The beauty she experienced was beyond explanation. It was after her last rights were given that her gifts were enhanced considerably, and it’s a blessing she treasures to this day. She knew she wasn’t meant to leave the world at the time of her accident. It was her calling to stick around and help people, and this is exactly what she’s been doing ever since. Continue reading
Psychic Angelic Heights at PsychicAccess.com
Gail was only four when some unusual friends started paying her visits. Very large, beautiful beings would often call on her to comfort her at night. Her parents dismissed these strange visitations as part of Gail’s vivid imagination. But it was her great grandmother who knew she had been telling the truth, and identified them correctly as Angels. Gail was just six when she realized that what she saw, felt and heard from the higher realms was not being seen, heard or felt by everyone else. She had this unique way of knowing what was on the mind of others and could even feel their emotions. At times, she caught glimpses of their future, and knew what was going to happen before it occurred to them. Continue reading
In The Shadows Of My Psychic Ancestors
Since my mother had passed on I wanted to look in to the history of psychics in our family. I am a third generation psychic, like my mother and my older brother. I have nieces who also have the gift, and so it will carry on into the next generation.
I can remember the point in my life when I saw a ghost for the very first time. I never imagined how many doors it would open for me one day. The psychics before me made this possible for several generations on my mother’s side.
I visited my aunt and uncle to ask them about my mother’s side of the family. There are a lot of things I don’t know about my mother’s family, except them being partly descended from the Blackfoot Indians. My grandmother was adopted so there were no records to be found. Continue reading
Please Don’t Shoot The Messenger!
I’ve have been doing psychic readings for many years now, and I still feel the same joy I did when I was just a youngster drawn in by the lure of the Tarot.
Throughout the years I’ve had some wonderful clients and some incredible readings, as most professional psychic readers will tell you. But throughout the years I’ve also had some unpleasant moments. The most disagreeable experiences have been with clients that got angry with me, because of what I saw, or didn’t see. Those angry clients can ruin your psyche for a minute, for an hour, sometimes even longer than that. They can make you doubt yourself, and question your own abilities. Continue reading
The Powerful Magic Of Being Authentic
If anyone were to ask me what the highlight of my life has been thus far, I would not even need a nanosecond to think about it. It is the easiest question I could ever answer. The most profound moment for me simply was the day I discovered the true power of authenticity. It was the day I discovered me.
Since that day, the quest for authenticity has completely altered my life. Like a Columbus of the heart, mind and soul I have hurled myself off the shores of my own fears and limiting beliefs, to venture far out into the uncharted territories of my inner truth in search of what it means to be genuine and at peace with who I really am. I have been abandoning the masquerade of living up to the expectations of others and have been exploring the new horizons of what it means to be truly and completely me, in all my amazing imperfection and most splendid insecurity. Continue reading