I despise the term fortune-telling. It denigrates my work and lumps me into the category of those who use the gift to hoodwink others. Besides, there is no fortune to tell, unless it’s a reminder of how fortunate we are to be here and work on whatever lessons our souls are meant to learn.
However, my gift as a seer is just that. I “see” the strongest possibility that has not yet presented itself in physical form. That doesn’t mean that it is the ONLY one. When I tell my clients, many give the “Wtf?” look (and yes, phone clients — I can feel your look). I’ll describe images of their future self, often in unimaginable places from where they sit in the present moment. At times it can be difficult to balance my enthusiasm for this image while empathizing with a client who may be feeling the exact opposite emotion.
As a reader, it can be a challenge to have faith and believe what is coming out of my mouth. But the Tarot never lies and I trust the message, even in the face of an occasional “wtf?” Of course, my clients are allowed their skepticism, as long as they can stay open and receive. My work isn’t to convince anyone of anything — just relay the details as clearly as I can. My clients can accept, reject, take some, none — up to them. The goal is not to be 100% accurate. It’s to use my gifts in service to my client. I don’t take my sensitivity for granted, nor do I think I’m more special than anybody else, though my work is unusual and pretty cool.
(Imagine the hours I spent searching The New York Times Help Wanted section for the perfect job that would fill me emotionally, spiritually, mentally. No wonder I didn’t find it!)
I’ve had many clients contact me years later and say, “Remember when you told me that . . . and I didn’t believe you? Well, it happened, and my life is so much happier now. I’m glad I listened — even if I didn’t really believe you!”