The Magician, The Hermit, and Me
The psychic reading I did for a first time client named Andrea may be the most amazing case I ever had. When I opened my front door, my first impression was of a dancer and I felt certain she was also a yogini. Andrea was of medium height, slender, graceful, an almost ethereal presence and ageless in her appearance. I had the feeling that time somehow did not touch her, an old soul most likely. There was a deep calm about her despite her animated personality. She might have practiced some form of meditation in addition to yoga but at that point I had no idea of her real background. Both impressions would later be confirmed. I asked Andrea if there was some aspect of her life that she wanted me to concentrate on and she told me in general terms what it was. I picked up my 'reading crystal' (no magical powers, just something to help keep me focused), closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. Because Andrea was not defensive in any way, the reading went very smoothly and she got the answers she sought. At the end of the reading she asked me if I could also read for her husband - but not in person. He was working long hours and a phone consultation would be preferable. I considered this for a moment. I couldn't see any reason why not, so I agreed and set a day and time for him to call.
The Magician, The Hermit, And Me
Andrea's husband was named Greg and that was all I knew about him prior to the reading. On the evening before the phone appointment with Greg, he suddenly came to my mind and immediately I began receiving a flow of images and impressions. This was not unique in my experience; I often received such impressions even from people calling on the phone but this was a little different from most previous experiences of its type. The images I was seeing were highly unusual and the rate of flow of the information was much faster than usual. I scrambled to make notes of it all so that I wouldn't 'lose' anything that might be significant to Greg.
The Magician, The Hermit, And Me
The scene that opened before me involved several individuals and one who was not visibly present. I seemed to be standing behind what appeared to be the important figure in this tableau so I never saw his face. The scene I was observing was a meeting between this figure in front of me and two or three other men standing opposite him but out of my field of vision. The 'invisible' participant seemed to be behind me but at a great distance away. I had the distinct that he was "from the East". He seemed a benign presence so I decided to ignore him for the moment and focus on the man with his back to me. That's when I noticed the unusual clothes he was wearing.
