“What do I look for when ‘shopping’ for a credible psychic?” a guy recently asked me at a social gathering, where chatter bounced around from jokes to jobs. His question was a cue for me to contribute to the dialogue. I…
Of Mice And Kin
It may be the home of Mickey and Minnie Mouse, but last week, Disneyland served as the magical backdrop for a special celebration of life. Arriving from Manhattan, my friend, Wendi, stepped into the bright California sunshine when I picked…
Move It, Buster!
Having a root canal or moving possibly tops the roster of Things One Would Rather Not Be Doing! While my teeth are in good shape, my recent living situation in downtown Santa Barbara was due for an update. I sensed this months ago when…
The Birds And The Bees
First, it’s not what you think… A recent hiking trek was all abuzz when a bumblebee began flying around me, like a spaceship orbiting a planet. I kept walking; it kept circling! When I stepped up my pace, the insect stayed on course…
Parallel Universes
With eyes tightly shut, I questioned if it was just paranoia taking charge of my mind’s activities. The movie in my head played on and I couldn’t stop the projector. That was the scene in my Louisville bedroom nine years…
Cinema Scope
After my freshmen year in 1977, I got my first job working at my hometown theatre. Last night, my first boss, Mr. Clark, paid me a spiritual visit. Given his ripe sense of humor, he appeared in the form of a…
Easter: Nine Years Ago
“No one will ever believe this. Not the first person,” I said, staring at a mirror in my Palm Springs condo at 4 a.m. There was a pensive pause. “What about me? I’m the one who’s going through all of…
Southern Accent
“You talk kind of funny,” my psychic consultant client said over the phone. She wanted clarification, “Where are you from originally?” She wasn’t buying when I initially responded, “L.A.” After explaining it was short for Lower Alabama, she laughed. Thus,…
Mailbag Review
Regardless of job or career, people often have questions about what we do for a living. The same is true for me in my role as a psychic medium. Let’s check my blog’s mail and answer a few questions from…
ESP & BFF
The summer before my seventh grade year, I had an extrasensory perception (ESP) moment. I just didn’t know that’s what it was at the time. It was 1974 and I was attending YMCA Boys Camp on Lake Martin, located a couple of…