We have all longed, at one time or another, for that magical moment when a soulmate appears. We wait for destiny to strike and hope that we will be on time and not miss the meeting with the person we sometimes mistakenly believe should be our one and only soulmate. It happened to me many years ago. Read more
Everyone has intuition. Some of us pay attention to it and learn to work with it; others ignore or overrule it. Clients often ask me if my intuition, my psychic ability, is turned on all the time, since I’m a professional intuitive coach, counselor and psychic medium. My answer is “No!” I don’t want to “read people’s minds” while grocery shopping, even though some people assume that I can. To me, that is a boundary violation and intrusion in another’s life. I only share my intuition when asked. Besides, I’m focused on my grocery list and my needs at that time.
However, I will often pray that if I am meant to connect with someone while out and about in the world that I will be open to it and respond. And here’s what happened on my flight to Tampa.
This past year when many of my clients have contacted me to schedule a session they say “I feel stuck”. They are uncomfortable and want to move forward in their lives. Feeling stuck may appear to be around relationships, career, health, family or physical location. Some people ask for an intuitive reading to guide them, others need to contact loved ones in spirit, and many recognize that there may be old beliefs or traumas from this life or past lives that they need to release.
On Valentine’s Day, 1983, I had an epiphany. I was living in Orlando, FL with my second husband. Both he and my first husband seemed incapable of expressing love or celebrating Valentine’s Day–no cards, gifts, sentiments, or acknowledgment of my ability to love and cherish them. I was at the Orlando Food Co-Op talking to Tom, a friend who was experiencing a lot of pain and bitterness over his recent divorce from his wife, ironically named Carol McGlinchey! As I stood there, it became very clear to me that I was my own best Valentine and I didn’t need an external “Valentine” to tell me that I was loveable. I was flooded with this unshakable love for myself that has sustained me through each Valentine’s Day since, with or without a partner.
