Free Tarot Reads!

I really want to start doing some Tarot reads over the phone.  I have never done a read via telephone before, so I have come to one simple solution:  Free practice reads!

If you would like to help me practice reading Tarot over the phone, please feel free to send me an e-mail at developingpsychicblog@gmail.com to set up an appointment. 

Just to be clear, this is completely free and is helping me practice reading Tarot and connecting to energy that isn't right  next to me.  I see this being a free service for the foreseeable future, but I'm sure there will be a time once I am completely confident in my ability to read over the phone that I'll start charging a small fee.

Unfortunately, this phone practice service must have some limitations, however.  At this time, only residents of the United States of America can help me with this process.  If you live outside of the US, I would be happy if you would help me practice e-mail Tarot reads.

In addition, I feel like it needs to be said, I am still developing my psychic senses.  I stand by my reads and feel confident that I can get you information that you need to hear.  I am not a fortune teller, detective, medical personnel, or an attorney.  

I appreciate your willingness to help me on my journey and look forward to hearing from you!

developingpsychicblog@gmail.com

A Super Positive Update

I know it has been a long time since I have updated this blog.  I had my mind set that I was going to do all that I could to make sure that I updated at least once a week, but that didn't work out.

Once school started and I was back to working three jobs, I knew my time was going to be spread thin, but I thought I would still have the time to meditate, read Tarot, and develop.  Well, I got a fourth job and while it is only two days a week, that time that I thought I could commit to my psychic development went right out the window.

I took another trip to visit Aunt L in Virginia this weekend and had another amazing time.  She knew that I haven't had the time to really develop and haven't read in the last two months.  As soon as I walked in her door she had me get out my deck to read her.  I knew it was coming, but I didn't know I was only going to be in her house for thirty seconds before they were in my hand.

I felt rusty.  It took me a while to get the flow going.  Once it did, though, I understood what the cards were saying and effectively relayed their message.  Phew!

That night, we went to her office and she had me read her again.  This time I wasn't as nervous and felt confident that I would do an okay job.  It's amazing to me how quickly time flies by when I'm doing my thing.  We got there around 8:00 PM and I read her for about 50 minutes.  It really only feels like I read her for 15.  Afterwards, she gave me a mediumship reading and it was completely amazing!  I bawled like a little baby when a certain loved one came through.  It was completely amazing and I am still completely astonished.

On Saturday, her friend (another psychic) had a Halloween party with special guests and a mediumship demonstration by her.  I was very impressed by everything that was going on and awed by the way that she reads.  I had never participated in such a party and was amazed by the whole thing.

It's really after the party, though, were things really became interesting for me.  After she gave her mediumship demonstration and the party came to a close, guests were invited to eat some snacks before they went home.  Aunt L instructed me (numerous times I may add) to bring my Tarot deck because there was a great chance that I would be able to read some of the guests.  I was not confident in this possibility and really tried to distance myself from that becoming a reality.  Well, it became reality.

I was able to read four women and had a great time doing it.  All of the reads were fantastic, I made one get emotional and another downright cry.  I was so happy that everything went so well and was flabbergasted in my own ability.

I told myself before starting this blog that one of my goals was to use this as a type of psychic development journal that all can see.  I need to make sure that when I doubt myself or my developing abilities that I come back here and read my own words.  Instead of doubting, I need to remember that intuitively, I was able to know that something significant happened to a woman in December, that another woman had a son that just got married and she didn't care for his wife, that a woman was having a hard time moving on in life because she was too focused on the loss of her loved one, and that another woman wants to move cross-country and shouldn't settle for a job just to make that happen.  These are all things that I need to remember.

I really need to say "screw you" to the self doubt and insecurities.  I'll try to make that happen.

Until Next Time.

Tarot: The Best Read Yet!

Like I said, word travels very quickly when you start practicing and doing reads for free.  One friend tells a few people and that friend tells a few more and the next thing you know, your phone is being blown up with requests for reads.  Initially, the idea was awesome and I quickly agreed to a bunch, but I've only carried out one reading for someone that I didn't know.

So far, that has been the best reading that I've ever done.

Going into a read with people that you know and are very familiar with has a lot of pros and cons.  Knowing that the person that you are reading isn't going to judge you in the event that you totally bomb everything is great and allows a certain amount of freedom, but there is always that doubt in the back of your mind (and I'd be willing to bet that the feeling is in the back of your friend's mind too) that you are only saying the stuff that you're saying because you know them and their situations.

So, going into this read was a bittersweet thing for me.  I was excited to see what I could actually do with my cards, but the realness of completely butchering a reading and looking like a complete fool was a very real possibility.  If you haven't been able to pick up on this yet, I'm a huge worrier.  In my mind, if it can go wrong, it will go wrong.  The entire afternoon prior to this read, I was a bundle of nerves.  I was completely certain that I was going to bomb every aspect of this read.

Prior to heading over to the client's house, I did twenty minutes of meditation, attempted to align my chakra's, spoke with my guides (with whom I have yet to connect to) through the pendulum, and did a daily spread on myself.  Both the pendulum and spread showed that I was being overly-dramatic and that I was going to completely succeed.  It felt good knowing that my guides were going to be with me and that they had faith in me.  I was ready.

Once I arrived, I knew that this was going to be a fantastic read.  The client was all about it, the energy felt positive, and I believed in what I could do.  I was still nervous, but I felt that everything was going to go smoothly.

As the client shuffled the deck, I closed my eyes and did the whole opening process.  I believe that I was open earlier because of my meditation, but I wanted to be certain.  For what it's worth, when I began the visualization process, my eye was already open, so, yeah.  I set my intention, and once I was finished I threw down ten cards.

I should mention that this client had two specific questions to ask.  Much like my first friend's read, I immediately saw the two questions: love life and job opportunities.  I'm not going to bore you with all of the minute details, but I do want to throw out the important information.

I was able to tell that this client was a musician, that her dad did not approve of her decisions, that she recently went through a break-up, but had feelings for two other people, one of whom was a dancer and a co-worker, and that she was worried that her next music venture was going to be a huge waste of time and effort.  I knew this information.  It came to me threw the cards.  It was amazing.  There isn't a card called, "The Dancer" or a "Musician" card (to my knowledge and in this deck), but I knew it.

During the read, I also saw my first spirit.  While doing the reading, I was staring down at the cards.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a person walk into the room who was wearing a black dress suit.  I didn't glance up from the read because I didn't know who all lived in the house with the client and thought that it was a friend/family member.  I started to say something about the cards and glanced up to tell the client, but the figure was gone.  I asked her if there was any else that lived in the house and she shared that she was the only one.

The figure felt old to me and he was definitely male.  I didn't say anything during the read about seeing him, but I did afterwards.  It turns out that the man that I had seen was the client's grandfather, a gentleman who died in the house and a spirit that other psychic/mediums have seen/felt.

I was completely thrilled with this reading.  It was an amazing experience.  Four reads down and zero bad experiences.  I was feeling VERY fortunate at this point.

Until Next Time.

Tarot: My First Readings

One of the ideas that interested me the most about really developing these abilities was understanding and reading the Tarot deck.  I've always found these cards interesting because of their role in pop culture and I often found myself sneaking to the New Age section of Barnes and Noble to look at the various types of decks and literature on the topic.  I come from a Catholic background, so I felt that ingrained dirty feeling the entire time I stood in that section, positive that a Zeus-like thunderbolt was going to strike me where I stood. 

After being introduced to the cards and having a positive experience with them, I knew that I wanted to do another read as soon as possible.  The entire trip home from Aunt L’s house, I made a mental checklist of people that I would contact to see if there was any interest and I was really excited about the whole possibility.

Finally, two days after visiting Aunt L, I did my first read on one of my friends.  Now, I can’t describe the mix of emotions that I was experiencing.  Apart of me was so excited!  I knew that I wanted to try this whole thing again and absolutely jumped at the mere possibility when she asked me over.  The other part, the part that I am still struggling with today, was completely petrified that I was going to completely make a fool of myself and undoubtedly get myself 302’d.

Needless to say, the read went better than expected.  Sure, the initial fear is crippling, but after those cards are thrown down and everything is coming together, it’s like a whole new person is sitting in my chair.  I asked her to think, as she was shuffling, “tell me what I need to know.”  Of course, she didn’t listen and asked two specific questions.  As soon as I really looked at the cards that were on the table, I could see these two questions quite clearly and confronted her about her direction-following-skills (or lack thereof) and the look on her face was completely priceless.  That look only got richer when I told her the two answers that were emanating from the cards.

One thing that I have definitely learned extremely quickly from this is that word travels quickly.  Too quickly.  I wasn't even home from her house when I was asked by another friend and an acquaintance to do readings for them.  On that post-read high, I agreed.

The second read was scheduled for the next day, but it was at the house of the friend on whom I did my first read.  I followed the same procedure as before and asked her to think “tell me what I need to know” and this friend actually listened.  As I was doing her read, it was like a wave of information was flowing.  With the previous read, it was completely about the two questions that she asked.  With this one, however, there was so much going on!  I was getting “stuff” about her parents, her boyfriend, job possibilities, and so much more.  I could have quite literally gone on for hours with the information that I was picking up.  It was exhilarating!

A spontaneous second read occurred once I was finished with that read.  My first friend (I hope I’m not being too ambiguous to the point of confusion with this whole “friend” business) was more impressed with this read because of the multitude of information and swore that she would follow my directions to get more information.  My third read was also a success.

I wish I could describe to you how I get this information.  A part of me is still convinced that I’m making shit up entirely.  The other part knows that there is no way that that is possible.  For me, though, it’s just a sense of knowing.  I've learned (both through talks with Aunt L and by my own experience) to trust the information that is coming in.  I've read that everyone gets their information their own way, and while I haven’t experienced anything other than what I have described, it makes complete sense for others to receive things in different ways.

I have done one read more than what I have described here.  That read is by far my favorite.  It deserves its own entry.

Until Next Time.

An Introduction: Part 2

When I finally opened the pack of Tarot cards, I thought I knew enough about them to understand what was going to happen.  In reality, I knew nothing and stared at the cards cross-eyed.  I wasn’t sure what to do with them, despite reading about different spreads and managed to throw down a single card.  Once I grasped what the card was and what suit it fell under, I rushed to look up the meaning.  Nothing popped out at me and I wasn’t hearing anything from my intuition about how to interpret the card.  Disgusted, I put the cards back in the pack and let them sit for another two weeks.

One afternoon shortly after, I was texting my friend’s aunt, whom from this point on I will refer to as Aunt L—she plays a pivotal role in my development and will be mentioned quiet often—and we made arrangements for me to travel the 3.5 hours to her house to spend the weekend.  It was our belief that once I was around someone who was practicing I would truly start to understand what was going on with me and how to grow.

Now, I have mentioned that my life wasn’t the same after I touched the Tarot, and that is partially true.  While no epiphany occurred once my paws touched these little cards of mystery, it was through these cards that I struck up a conversation with Aunt L that began this journey.  In reality, it was my trip to her house that really solidified my desire to learn more about these abilities and how to develop them.

The weekend that I spent with Aunt L is a complete blur.  It was jammed-pack full of information and the time flew.  This was the first time that I had been to her house, so she showed me around and we eventually started talking in her home office.  She introduced me to the pendulum and its awesome map, to a variety of stones and minerals, and her collection of literature about psychics.  It was awesome and the whole house had a very friendly, warming energy that I noticed as soon as I walked through the doors.

After talking in her office for a short while, we travelled to her office where she does readings.  Now, this is really where the fun begins.  In about an hour she introduced me to the entire deck of Tarot cards, explained what each meant, and how it relates to the Soul’s journey.  Now, to cover an entire deck of Tarot cards (78 cards) in a little over an hour seems like it would be extremely confusing, and it should have been, but it wasn’t.  Everything just clicked.  It made sense!

Please understand, I’m a very analytical and logical thinker.  On top of that, I’m a visual and linguistic learner.  To be orally told information about 78 cards that previously meant absolutely nothing to me and UNDERSTAND what she is telling me is a complete miracle.  To her, it’s because my intuition knew this along and just needed to hear I would let go of my own doubts.  To me, while completely believing her, it’s because she is a good teacher.

After the Tarot 101 class, she asked me to do a read for her.  Now, ladies and gentlemen, can I express to you for a moment about how nervous/scared/petrified I was for this moment.  I knew it was coming.  I wanted to run out of the office, jump in my car, and leave.  That scared.  I persevered, though.  She told me to throw down as many cards that felt right and to see how they talked to me.  So, I threw down ten cards and just stared for a minute.  Eventually, things began to take shape.  I paired these cards with that card, and that card with those, and then I started talking.  I didn’t even know what I was doing, it just happened. 

She seemed to be very impressed with what I had done.  According to her, most people would lay two or three cards down and call it quits.  Not only did I throw ten cards down, but I also bridged them and talked about them accordingly.  Getting this type of praise from her was very gratifying.  To top it all off, the read made sense and she knew exactly what I was telling her.

The entire time I was in her presence, I had a headache.  (Nice Segway, huh?)  Aunt L explained to me that what I was feeling wasn’t actually a headache, but the way that I feel the energies around me.  For her, the feeling occurs in her legs.  This feeling was present pretty much the entire day (except for when we were eating and about 30 minutes afterward [we’ll get to that]), but it was very noticeable and uncomfortable at night when her friend, J, called.

J is also a developing psychic.  Aunt L and I were on the patio when he called.  As soon as she answered the phone it was like this feeling multiplied.  She has told me before that when you are near another psychic you can tell and I firmly believe her after this experience.  I can’t make up the way I feel.  I didn’t even know who she was talking to or who J was prior to this.  J did a read for me and it was pretty darn amazing.  Both he and Aunt L told me pretty much the same thing.  It’s awesome how this all works out.

The next day, before I left to head home, Aunt L and I went to a metaphysical store where I purchased a pendulum and some other fun little things.  The store was awesome and had an amazing feel to it.  The entire way home, I was on the lookout for other metaphysical stores.  It has become an addiction.

I know these last two posts were super long, but I wanted to put how I discovered (or she discovered) that I had these awesome gifts with a tiny bit of information about my own personal doubt and fear.  This isn’t something that I went looking for.  It’s something that found me.  I don’t know where this road is going to go, but I am completely certain it’s going to be a fun journey.

Until next time.

An Introduction

Hello, everyone!  I've been churning this idea around in my head for awhile and finally decided to take the plunge.  For now, I intend to remain anonymous, not because I am ashamed of what I'm about to talk about, but because I'm not quite ready to fully take that leap of faith yet.  If not knowing what I look like or who I am offends you, I ask for your forgiveness.  I completely anticipate "coming out" eventually, but I want to make sure and verify that what I am about to discuss is actually happening with me.  I can deal with the potential mockery once I become a full-fledged psychic, but while I'm developing and honing in on my abilities, that extra level of secrecy is needed, I feel.

So, lets start at the beginning.  In October of 2013, I received a phone call from one of my dear friends that kind of surprised me.  Her aunt wanted to discuss some paranormal topics with me for a book that she was planning to write.  During this time of my life, I was an avid ghost hunter and traveled to Gettysburg and local haunted areas for the Hunt.  I was intrigued by the idea and quickly agreed.  About a week before I was supposed to do my phone interview with her, my friend told me that her aunt also wanted to do a Tarot read for me over the phone as practice.  Being so fascinated by all things paranormal, of course I quickly agreed.

Finally, the day for the interview/read came and I was very excited.  I was going to be interviewed for a book and receive a psychic read.  Awesome!  When she finally called, I was in an area with poor reception and lost the call.  She texted me and asked me to call her back when I was available.

It took me about 45 minutes to find the time and reception to call her and my life hasn't been the same since.  In fact, we didn't even actually do the read or book interview.  Instead, we talked about psychic abilities and how she believed that I was capable of doing this as well.  She asked me a series of questions that I can't remember but dealt with my early life and how all of these things link back to my psychic ability.  Long story short, she believes that I had been a psychic my entire life, I just didn't know that the information coming to me was not normal.  Upon reflection, it completely made sense.  I plan on asking her if she recalls the questions that she asked me so I can relay that information to you in a later post.

She told me a list of things that I should do in order to develop and hone these gifts.  I would need to start meditating and paying attention to where my thoughts go; I'd need to pick up a pack of Tarot cards and see if anything comes to me when I'm holding them; I would need to talk to my Spirit Guides and see if they answer (but not be upset if they didn't); I would need to start a journal that housed all of the occurrences I believed were psychic in nature; and I would need to believe that she was not crazy and I was actually a psychic.

Now, I'm not going to lie.  I was super excited when she told me all of this.  Like I mentioned above, I was super interested in all things supernatural and/or paranormal.  To me, psychic abilities definitely fell into that category. So, I started meditating for roughly ten minutes each day to see if she was right.  I wish I would have really listened to her and started the journal.  In fact, I'm kind of kicking myself in the ass now for not doing that so I could relay that information her for you.  What I do recall, however, was pretty awesome.  Just with meditating I was able to start getting information from my Spirit Guide and I knew things that I wouldn't normally know.  Again, I wish I would have started that damn journal.

And then in December, I received a "promotion" at job #2 and my life became completely crazy.  I stopped meditating, I never bought the Tarot cards or started the journal, and the whole "psychic" thing fell of the radar.  Once summer hit and I found some free time to really start doing the whole process all over again, I finally see what she saw in me almost 8 months ago.

Long story short, I purchased a deck of Tarot cards and a How-to book and began to read.  Prior to this, I read a few of Echo Bodine's books and felt that I was finally getting the picture of what this whole psychic thing really was.  Sure, it is supernatural/paranormal because science can't prove it, but really being a psychic is a whole new spiritual awareness.  While I thumbed through the how-to book, my Tarot deck sat on my desk unopened.  Finally, about three weeks later, I opened my deck and life hasn't been the same.

To be continued...