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I Got a Walk-In Reading From a Random Psychic
Be open to the universe, but guard your energy against con women
For years, I’ve wondered what it would be like to park the car and knock on the door of one of those places with a sign on the lawn advertising “psychic readings.” In almost 30 years of driving cars, however, I haven’t ever been curious enough to carry through with it.
Yesterday, quite accidentally, I found myself face-to-face with a woman named Bella, who claimed to be an intuitive chakra healer and whose services started at a $10 palm reading.
I’ve had psychic readings from strangers before — at fairs, wellness center open houses, and holiday parties. In fact, for a few years, I scheduled regular appointments with an intuitive massage therapist I met while writing an article for a local magazine. She had a reputation for offering psychic guidance along with bodywork, and her instincts were often on the mark. (She’s also great at deep tissue massage.)
But I learned yesterday that just as I would not walk into a hair salon and allow a random stylist to take five inches off my hair, it’s not wise to permit a random psychic access to your pain body, your aura, or one bit of your emotional suffering, let alone all of it.
