(Some names have been changed to protect their privacy. Some information may be disturbing for some readers. Read at your discretion. 18+)
“Clair would you be interested in giving a group psychic session at the Library in St. Stephen? A few of the ladies inquired with me to see if you would?”.
My mum worked alongside me in Tranquil Spirit. She wasn’t an employee nor partner. My mum was a reiki master. She offered private energy healing sessions. She received one hundred percent of the funds she made through her service.
Tranquil Spirit was attached to my home. This made it easy for my mum to stay with us over the weekends. She would drive from Oak Bay, New Brunswick on Friday, stay until Sunday afternoon, then she would go back home to my dad for the weekdays. My mum did this routine for most of the time Tranquil Spirit was in operation.
When my mother had told me Bill showed inappropriate physical affection towards her after we were married, it was when she was staying with us and working in Tranquil Spirit. My mum chose to leave my dad at home to be with his daughter who crushed his spirit, and the man who helped me crush his spirit by sleeping with my mother. I can’t imagine what he must have felt when it came to that.
My mum also encouraged and supported my work as an intuitive. She would often let me know when someone had expressed interest in my services. I had a rule of thumb that I must be able to walk away with a profit in hand after overhead and travel expenses were covered. Otherwise it wasn’t worth my investment.
There was always a risk of no shows. With that in mind, I would compensate for that by raising the minimum requirement for attendees. I charged sixty Canadian dollars per person to attend a public event at the time. I considered that a more than fair price. Offering a public event was taxing on my energy. I felt exhausted for a couple of days after an event such as this one.
“Sure mum. As long as there are at least twelve people attending. If they can create the group, I’ll do it”.
I’m uncertain exactly when this event occurred. What I can remember is the earth angel who came to see me had already given me flowers in my shop. I learned valuable insight from her. I honored her teachings on this library day. I am grateful I met her before I interacted with this particular audience.
There were two individuals in the audience who my mum knew fairly well. One woman was an acquaintance. The other woman was considered a friend and neighbor to both my parents. In particular, my mother.
“I see an engagement ring on your finger. Someone is going to propose to you. I feel this energy will occur soon. I would say within the next three months”
I went on further to explain to Christine, “I see you in your home. A man lives with you. I see him coming and going from the front door. He is connected”.
Christine then mocked “yeah right. As if I would get married. I highly doubt that Clair. I think you’re just guessing”.
“It’s what I see Christine. I won’t make things up just to please someone. Time will tell. If you are not engaged within the timeframe I gave, let me know. You can call me a liar then”.
Christine annoyed me in that moment. Her energy was challenging to begin with. With that, I told Christine that was all I had received for her. I was speaking the truth. It was all that I had received. I wasn’t interested in asking the divine any more questions about her. I shut my energy down from Christine from then on. I decided to move onto my mum’s friend, Nancy.
“Nancy, I understand you are conducting renovations in your new home. My mum told me you were putting an addition onto the back. I see there have been some challenges with the upstairs. There are delays”.
I then explained what I was seeing through the remote viewing I was doing. I also informed her of financial risk in decisions between her and her husband. I avoided going too in-depth. It was a public event after all.
“Your home will be completed next year. I know you would like it finished before this winter. Unfortunately there are some minor delays. You are also going to have to watch your pennies for a bit”.
Nancy’s acknowledgment of my claims was to say, “oh you knew that already Clair. Your mum must have told you”.
All I could say was “no Nancy, she didn’t. We talk about other things”.
Nancy then looked to my mum for support. My mum responded by saying “no Nancy. I didn’t tell her about the supplier or the issues you have. Clair is telling you what she is picking up”.
I appreciated my mum for saying that. If I am not mistaken, I unintentionally sighed a big sigh of relief in front of everyone when I heard my mum’s support of me.
I must admit, my mum attended and supported many of my events throughout my time with her. She attended some of my baseball games, some of my school concerts, my community theatre roles, and the motivational speaking engagements I participated in. She may not have been the most loving, nor nurturing mum, she did support my abilities whenever she could. I love that about my mum. Showing up matters.
“Showing up does matter Clair. This is true. With that said, it is equally important to recognize the benefits your mum received whilst being a part of your aspirations. Your mum felt ignored and rejected for a large portion of her life. Her pride in accomplishment would be felt inside her when she involved herself in your work. Your mum’s inner child is longing for connection, acceptance, and recognition, just as you have throughout your life. The difference in your perception influenced the choices you both made whilst carrying the pain.
Your mum used to also poke fun at you by chuckling and telling people you were unable to read family members nor close friends. Do you remember her saying “she can’t read family. You watch, she will read you, you, you, skip over Pauline, then read you, you, and you”. She then laughed, looked at you, and said, “isn’t that right Clair?”
Yes, I do remember. I remember many times when my mum would reinforce my limitations. I had agreed with her.
On one particular occasion, my mum introduced this predetermined result to a spiritual circle gathering in a church in England. It was during the time when my grandmother, my mum’s mum, received a cancer diagnosis. My mother and I flew to England to be with her.
My aunt Pauline had attended this spiritual gathering once a week at the time. My mum and I were invited with the intentions of me reading for the group, at no charge. My response to my mother’s observation of my abilities was “mum’s right. It takes a lot to put my ego aside. When I know too much about someone, or I am afraid of what I might find out, I get blocked. I prefer to avoid reading people I know”.
Clairity then offered me a reminder that brought a smile to my face.
“Were you able to give Pauline some insight that night?”
Yes I did in fact. I told her she would be going on her trip to Spain and that she didn’t have to worry about it whatsoever. I was correct. My aunt did go on the trip and had a fabulous time.
“So is it true that you are unable to read family members?”
Good question Clairity. I can read the energy of my loved ones and family members. I used to read for Rosie all the time. I chose to let fear block me from recognizing this fact. I feared being wrong. I feared being exposed as a fraud to my family. I feared knowing too much about them. Most importantly, I feared being wrong. I didn’t want to be the brunt of my parents’ jokes. Even though I still kind of was. At least I didn’t have to deal with the thought of potentially being wrong, therefore, useless.
“Clair this created added pressure onto you. You attracted this experience to prove to yourself that you are correct to doubt your intuition. Having an embarrassing experience makes it easier for you to reject offering your insight. You have been teeter-tottering back and forth in your mind. Going up and down on your perception of all that is, yourself, and what you are capable of. Can you see the breadcrumbs in your life starting to form a meal of doubt for you?”.
Yes, I do see quite an interesting pattern. Clairity then went on to talk about the two ladies from the library.
“Christine did in fact get engaged. Followed by a short and private elopement. Not only was she engaged within the timeframe you gave, she married her husband in that time as well. You were correct in your perception of the energy within her orbit. Do you remember her being angry with you? She came to your mother’s house to talk with your mum. She informed you that she received a cancer diagnosis. She was mad that you didn’t pick up on that?”
I do remember Christine being distraught that I didn’t pick up on the cancer. I told her that there are some things that are not meant to be known at that moment in time. I then reminded her of her marriage. Her response to me was, “knowing I had cancer would have been more helpful”.
With that, I gave a smug lip piercing smile and said, “okay Christine. Sorry you’re going through a rough time”. I never spoke to that woman again after that.
“Do you see the polarities in Christine and Katrina? Both women received similar experiences with you. They both decided to understand their experiences from different perspectives. That was their choice and free will to do so. Recognize that another person’s opinions of you which are based upon their perception, can be noted by you, not necessarily followed. You have free will to choose to let harsh criticisms and judgments mask who you truly are, or, you can reinforce your integrity, character, and truth in your connection within all that is. Your choice can alchemize the energy into self-empowerment or it can create self-destruction. You can choose to be hateful like Christine and doubt yourself, or, you can continue to build the character the way Katrina acknowledged, and who you know yourself to be. What do you choose?”
I choose me. I can recognize that another person’s perception of their experience with me is for their learning. My perception of them is for my learning.
“Clair, as you know by this point, there is more to you than you are acknowledging. It is important to build your confidence back up when working with the divine. Remember your experiences with your Grampa West. It is important to revisit those experiences. They are important in your learning”.
I remember my soul being suctioned through a wall. That was fun
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