Laughing is the only way to deal with the bleeding walls – Michael Bodine

If you know me at all, you know that I’ve always been fascinated by psychics who grow up in a family of psychics. From me, to my friend, Terry Iacuzzo and her siblings, there seems to be a theme in the upbringing of gifted kids. We’re a little weird, we’re a little isolationist, and we carry that weirdness into adulthood. I’ve recently found an exception to this rule. Michael Bodine was raised with two psychic siblings and a mother who read tarot cards and took him to psychic camp. He would rather have played football and hung out with his …

The World is Calling Us to Get Real. – Nancy Antenucci

I’ve never met Nancy Antenucci, or as I like to call her in my head, “The Nucc”. We haven’t met in life, but online, I feel like we’ve been best friends for about 30 years. I was tickled to get an inscribed copy of her book, Psychic Tarot, with the note “To a special kindred that I haven’t met but I sure as shit know.”  Yeah. We’re bffs. Like all of my good friends, the first thing Nancy does with her book is call me on my nonsense. I have never liked being called a psychic, because it feels like …

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. – Oscar Wilde

I met Frank Andrews by way of his sister, Terry Iacuzzo. I interviewed Terry a few years ago, and was lucky enough to become friends with her. During a trip to New York this spring, Frank allowed us to walk through his home. I felt as if I were in a museum. From furniture of the 1820’s Europe, original artworks from Andy Warhol and Yoko Ono. An exorcism kit from Asia. It was true sensory overload, in the best way. As the stairs went up further and further, the amazement of seeing an actual Warhol got shoved aside by the …

You should treat a muse like a fairy – Paulo Coelho

Karen asked how information came through when I do readings.  I’ve been thinking about this for a few days, and I think the best way to explain it would be with stories.  All names were changed to protect my clients, as well as identifying information.  Once upon a time, I was giving readings at a corporate event, and a woman with long, long dark hair sat down.  For the briefest of seconds, I *saw* her with a shaved head.  It surprised me, and I asked if she was getting a haircut.  She started crying and told me that her hair …