Science and Psychic Data Points

Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Tilt.

The writers’ conference  in Daytona  had promised  to focus on paranormal  thrillers as well as psychic fiction. I’m fascinated with psychics and intuitives and how they actually see or hear things.

The Long-Awaited Honest-to-God Secret to Being Happy

When a medium says, “I see a handsome man in your future but he’s not tall or dark,” I want to know exactly what it is that the medium does see. Is it a visual flash? Is it her mind’s eye? Does she see it playing across my face in front of her? Or is it just a wild guess?

Consider it a scientific approach—the fact that I like to gather data from various clairvoyants so that I can better understand how this process works as well how it ties in with unified field theory. I  chat with several psychics during the course of the conference, some of  them far more intuitive than others. But one thing that surprises me is  being able to see the process for those who read and don’t necessarily  have “the gift of sight.” Yeah, not quite frauds but still with a certain bag  of tricks. At the very least, my own intuition tells me that what they’re saying “just  ain’t right.”  I’ve  been very  fortunate  to work with some of the best clairvoyants in the country on various  projects,  and  I’ve  received  very  accurate  readings from them largely, I think, because I was very  open to them, shields  down, letting  them  through,  letting  them see and see everything and with me scheduling times with them when they weren’t off their game with a headache or emotional  upset or anything  that  might obscure  the exchange of energetic information.

I’ve been  given  descriptions,  right  down to tattoos, double chins, jewelry, favorite sayings, names, and birth- dates. I’ve been given motives, warnings, and insight into events I never could have guessed.

But in Daytona, I meet a woman, not from Daytona, who wants to sell her services to me as a spiritual coach or a life coach. She uses  Tarot  cards and offers a free reading, along with a little counseling session. It’s all marketing to get me hooked on needing her services.

I’m not seeking  counseling,  I tell her, and I already have a spiritual  coach  that I’m quite  pleased with. She persists, thinking I might like her better. Snicker.

Since I have my own interest in becoming a life coach, I’m curious about her processes and how she does it and how she’s managed  to build  such a large clientele.  She asks me to shuffle a deck of cards and think  about my “situation” while she focuses  on the deck. The deck is one  I’ve  seen before but haven’t looked at closely. The images are interesting,  but they don’t appeal to me at a gut level. Crowley,  perhaps?  Or based  on the Crowley deck? Hmmm, maybe not.

She “lays cards” in a formation  I’ve never seen used before. I like  that—I like learning something new—but then I discover there’s really no  rhyme or reason to the spread that I can determine or that she discloses. No past, no present, no future, no challenges, no attitudes, no environment,  no  dreams  or  outcome—just  simply  nine cards thrown down in a triple row. Some of them, I know their meaning,  just  with a  sideways  glance,  and they’re similar to cards I often pull in readings with friends who are quite good at this psychic stuff.

We’re watching each other, trying to get a grasp of the other. She asks my question and I give her the same one I previously gave to my High Priestess friend, where every word felt dead-on. This woman doesn’t offer up anything immediately. Instead, she asks my birth date.

Plenty of psychics,  good psychics,  ask this question eventually. They get a better handle on the querent’s personality based on  astrological factors. But a month and day aren’t enough. This woman needs my age, too. And she needs to know if I’m in a relationship. She asks odd- ball questions that make me wonder if she’s ever going to offer up anything herself. She spends way too much time focused on my ex and the reading might have wowed me 3 years ago when her offerings would have been accurate.

They’re not now. She asks other questions, too. What’s the biggest disappointment in my life? What themes keep coming up? Do I have  children?  How old? Would I

consider having another and why? Would I like my writing to be more prosperous? Do I love myself? Would it be okay if I had a man in my life who’s joyful and happy?

They’re good questions for a counseling session, per- haps,  but  she  spends  too  much  of  the  time  second- guessing me, suggesting I might want to get back together with my ex, for example,  or that she doesn’t believe me when I tell her that yes, I do love myself. If she were intuitive at all, she’d know how hard I’ve worked to get to this place.

But it’s  almost  from  a  script.  Thought-provoking questions, yes.  But they feel more like marketing hooks than guidance or anything useful. She’ll help me learn to love myself. She’ll help me move on from  my marriage. She’ll help me rebirth myself.

She could never be my coach or my counselor. She’s far too sure that everything she’s seen and suggested to me is 100% correct, and when I shake my head that she’s wrong, she tells me that she knows it’s the not answer I want but I just need to take her advice and accept what she “sees” as true.

No thanks.  I see  too  much  myself  that  contradicts her. But still,  it’s a useful data point in seeing how this process works  and how  some  people  simply  work  the process.