Today, I did my first 'psychic reading', or actually channeling session for someone else. This was very, very, interesting as I've never done this before, at least not for anyone out of the blue.
About a week ago, I got e-mail from a lady I used to work with, Kelli. She asked if I knew anyone that was a medium. (A medium is a person that can talk with spirits. All mediums are psychics, but not all psychics are mediums.) Since Kelli knew Kay, she would have been her first choice. But, with her no longer around, at least physically, she came to me to see if I knew anyone.
The only person I could think of was Carla. She is a psychic, and was a student of Kay's. She told me that she wasn't a medium, that the only thing she could do would be to contact her guides and ask questions (and hope lightning strikes). Realistically, I've had the same training. I just haven't been confident enough to offer it up.
On thinking about it, I offered this to Kelli, and she accepted. It was her cousin that had questions about her mother who passed not too long ago. I told her I could try (I know, try not, do or do not, there is no try) to gather information to the questions that would be asked with no guarantee that I would get anything at all. I made it very clear that she should not expect a John Edward type of reading, and that I would not be talking directly to her mother. I would instead be talking to my guides who would be (hopefully) asking for information. (Now, in talking to my guides, I'm supposed to be getting more information than if I was just doing psychometry or some other type of lower level reading. But I haven't been clear enough to get more than a few things, words or pictures. Obviously I need to work more at it.)
That evening that I had responded, I was in the bath tub, and cleared my mind to see if any information would come. I saw a map of the United States and for some reason focused on a state just west and a little above Texas. I wrote Kelli and asked if her aunt had died in the western half of the country. She told me that she had died while in Arizona. I looked at a map afterwards, and saw that Arizona was right were I was focused, even though I had not come up with the state name. Interesting, huh?
Before they arrived this morning, I did a short meditation to calm myself and put out my intentions to get information. I put away my fear and uncertainty that I wouldn't be able to do it, for I knew if I continued down that path, I would get nothing at all. I reached a state of calm, which was where I needed to be. This wasn't too hard as the energies in the room were still good from teaching class yesterday.
When Kelli, and her mom and cousin arrived, we talked a few moments. They had brought a dress that was the mother's and I felt of it, but could get nothing from it. I handed it back and told them I felt better relying on my guides. I brought in the silver, gold and blue rays through my crown charka (at the top of my head). I let them intertwine as they went in. (Silver is for spirit travel, gold for spirit communication, and blue for my communications.) I initially tried to just pick up on my guides, but ended up setting up a meeting place where I could see them face to face (at least the ones that wanted to help).
I had them ask me a couple of questions that they knew the answers to. I was hoping to see if I was getting the proper information, and to set a baseline. (Here's the scientist in me wanting to know if I'm in the ballpark.) The answers they got back were interesting. I was asked how many children Kelli's aunt had. The number four popped into my mind instantly. I passed it on only to be told that she had had two children. But then one of them brought up the fact that she also raised two of her grandchildren. Hmmm, so this is how things were going to go. I was asked what happened to her first husband. I felt instantly that he had died, yet I saw an image of a car. I suggested that he might have died in an auto accident. They confirmed that he had died, but by a heart attack. Ok, so I read the sign wrong. (You have to understand that we get signs or pictures, and they may not be clear. It is up to the reader to interpret them. John Edward, who is one of the most gifted people I have seen, tells people that his entire experience is an open filing cabinet for the spirits that connect with him. He doesn't usually hear words, but see images. It is up to him to figure out what these images mean, and sometimes, he goes the wrong way.)
They asked where she had lived. Since Kelli's cousin had told me she lived in South Carolina, I told them that I was wanting to point there, so I felt the answer was tainted because I already had information that would push me that way. (All too many times, people used to come in to see Kay, and they would give out their entire life history to anyone that hadn't asked. At that point, anyone could read them because the information was given to them. I skipped that question because what I already knew was throwing me off, and I didn't feel it would be a fair test if I simply gave her back information she had given me. And if I had gotten it wrong, then it would be because I would feel the need to look in South Carolina.)
The next question they asked was how many brothers and sisters the mother had. The response was very quick and clear, but confusing. I saw three and one. It turns out that she had one brother, yet some step sisters. Again, the number was strange, but true. From here, we went to the information that they were really looking for.
I was asked if she died of natural causes. The answer was an emphatic no. (Apparently, there was a coroner's report, but no autopsy, so no one knew how she died. ) They asked how. I immediately had this image of someone putting something over someone's face and suffocating them. They then asked who. Immediately again, a name popped in, Mark, but I could get nothing more. They said that she had a son named Mark, but he was not around at the time. They asked what they could do to help this along further. I got the feeling that the person that killed her would get what he deserved when the time came, and that the family should leave it alone. (Even John Edward tells people that once a soul has crossed over, they don't care to pursue who put them there.)
They asked if the will was as Kelli's aunt wanted it. I saw one of my guides waving a hand giving me the 'some yes, some no' feeling. They asked if she felt like the marriage to her current husband was a mistake. I again got the waving hand. I had the feeling that some of what her marriage was had been good, and some not. This also makes sense (and I can't help thinking that this would be a typical answer, which means nothing).
They asked if she had crossed successfully, and was at peace on the other side. I definitely got that feeling. They were willing to leave it with that, when I offered to try something different (this of course as I felt I was being pushed in that direction). I was on my knees on the floor, and I reached out my hands to my sides and started gathering energy. It was then that the dog decided she wanted to play kissy-kissy. After she moved, I started again.
I gathered energy and then felt like my consciousness was moving up and out. I had the feeling of 'lightbody' like I had had (what seems like) a long time ago. It was not direct AP as I had ever done it before. This was different. I felt myself shooting forth through this tunnel to the light. I crossed a barrier and found myself on the other side.
I put out the call for Kelli's aunt if she was available, and made contact with some spirit. From this spirit I got some feelings and emotions. In the matter of a few seconds, I had what was to be passed on and returned back to my living room. (I have passed to the other side before through a deep meditation, and maybe through an AP. This was very, very, different. I went without hardly any preparation, and very little effort. Wow.)
I looked at Kelli's cousin, and told her that I believed I contacted her mom. I told her that through the short, non-verbal communication that happened, I had a sort of message for her. I told her that her mom loves her, and that it is time to move on. She seemed to accept this. I hope it was what she needed. I hope what I relayed was right. I had gotten an image of a woman with curly hair. I asked Kelli's cousin if her mom had curly hair at any point. She told me yes. I think this last detail was the convincing they needed to believe it was true.
They asked what they owed me for the reading. I wanted to say 'nothing', but I remembered that there has to be an exchange of energy. I also remember being told that by refusing that exchange, I am refusing love and gratitude from others, and this is partially why I'm dragged out all the time as I give and don't accept. I told them they could leave a love offering of whatever they thought the reading (and I continued to not use the word 'reading') was worth. I felt for the little time I spent (and little information I could get), they were generous. Actually, this is what Kay would have charged for that period of time.
When they left, I thanked my guides and released the gold, silver, and blue rays. I thanked God (Goddess, the Source) for letting me do that.
The back of my mind and logical portion of my brain tells me that too much of the information could have been perceived, and the rest could have been out and out lies. At the same time, I know it happened and what I got. I guess I just feel that someone without my perspective may think that I just made it all up.
It was an interesting experience. Now, I have to work at opening those channels so I can get more information, and more clearly. I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be doing psychic readings. Nevertheless, this was a good beginning.