Call me old fashioned, but I believe in vows and “’Til death do you part,” and everything else that goes with it. But I also know I must place in a little box all my personal beliefs when I talk to clients. And that’s what I had to do when I advised Doris that she might be better off without the man she promised to love for the rest of her life.
Coming to believe the psychics she had contacted were as kosher as a ham sandwich, Louisa called me to get my opinion. After hearing her story, my blood began to boil – I detest psychic scam artists who manipulate people into thinking they’re powerless. Thankfully, Louisa learned her lesson, and then turned the tables on a trio of swindlers. Well done, Louisa!
Our friend Jane in Cleveland, Ohio knows where all the cool haunted houses are in her city. Recently, she gave my husband and I a tour of some wonderfully dilapidated old structures around Ohio City that may end up as termite food – that is, unless some spirited inhabitants have their say.
Kalisma called me because she was afraid of the lights. When I picked up the phone in my office to begin our Skype session, she urgently blurted out, “I’m so stressed out! I don’t know who to talk to, because I’m sure no one will take me seriously! But I need help! Can you help me? I don’t know who else to call!”
“Whoa,” I said, “slow down, Kalisma.” Spirit told me this woman was not in danger, just easily excited. I took a moment to collect my thoughts and listened to her racing breaths. Then, with a gentle voice, I asked, “Let’s start at the beginning.”
My ears pricked up when I heard several people around me talking about a ghost in the elevator. I immediately turned toward them. Usually, I’m reticent about eavesdropping on other people’s conversations, because I’m big on respecting someone’s privacy. But chatter about ghosts and a haunted elevator around a psychic medium – my radar switched on like a tracking station picking up an incoming missile.
Carolyn Molnar
Toronto Psychic Medium and Spiritual Teacher
