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I used to think that priests and nuns would always be
thinking about God. It wasn’t like they had a nine-to-five job. It was their
vow, and it was a 24/7 commitment. Then, I got older, and I realized that even
though God and spiritual devotion do indeed permeate their lives, they also often
hold other jobs. For instance, they might be nurses or teachers. They would
help support the convents. In the Sister Joan mysteries by Veronica Black, I’ve loved to read,
there was this one sister who, even though she led a semi-cloistered life, was
also a nosy parker and just loved to solve mysteries. That was Sister Joan.
As a psychic and a spiritual person, my life is normal. I’m
old now, 70 years old this year, and am retired from a career of office work.
Some of it was boring, and most of it was interesting towards the end when I
had more responsibility. I still have work dreams where I try to sort things
out.
The psychic part comes into play in every aspect of my life.
For instance, I was writing earlier today, and my Spirit Guide referred to the
state of my desk as an unholy mess. Which was also sort of funny, him saying
unholy like that. It made me smile.
Having a Spirit Guide is like having a friend at your elbow
much of the time. I can’t see them, but I can sometimes feel their presence.
Mostly, just quick movements where somebody will put their arm across my
shoulders and hug me. Sometimes, if I am tired or ill they will hold my head to
their chest and I can rest for a few seconds.
I think a lot of people don’t realize that having a Spirit
Guide can be like that, rather than thinking of it as visiting a professional
with office hours where you are on your best behavior for the entirety of your
appointment. I don’t know how other psychics do it, but the ones I’ve been to
over the years have the ability to be instantly on with their clients and those
in Spirit who are doing the talking. Turns out I’m like that too. Though in my
early years of being a psychic, I would have to make an effort to get to that
psychic place. I’d surround myself with special stones or light incense. It’s
to get you in the mood. Many times, I would imagine roots growing from the bottoms
of my feet reaching down toward the earth. Being on the second floor, that
literal imagining went down from the second story. Still good for a shamanic
journey as you look for some hole to burrow down through the earth. My first
shamanic journey went down through a drainage ditch. No fooling.
I used to apologize for interrupting Spirit, but now I know
better. You don’t have to.
I wasn’t sure what this article was going to be about, but
unfolding how I am with Spirit is maybe a good piece. When I wanted to be a
psychic, before I learned how, I had all sorts of ideas about what it would be
like. I still do. Like I’ve got a crystal ball that I’ve never been able to get
to work. Perhaps I should bring it down to my desk level so I could look at it
every once in a while. I now have an idea that I should simply gaze into it
with a view toward trying to see a magic eye picture, where you unfocus and
then refocus your eyes on the picture that lies beneath all the dots.
I can “see” psychic stuff, but for me, I need my eyes
closed. Gazing at a crystal ball would require my eyes to be open. So, at this
point, I’m pretty much caught between a rock and a hard place. Perhaps I should
just close my eyes and imagine a large crystal ball, and for the time being,
pretend to see things.
Like if I were to see a girl picking an apple. She would be
standing on a patch of bare earth, I think, as she stretched up to get the
apple. The apple is pink. It’s small. There is a slight breeze, and the leaves
are rustling above her. The bark of the tree is brown, of course, and slightly
rough to the touch. She had to brace herself on the trunk as she reached up.
That is the sort of detail I’d like to see in a crystal ball. It’s what I see
with my eyes closed. Ah, more is starting to pop up for me. Yosemite with the
mountains off in the distance. It’s a beautifully crisp fall day. It’s in the afternoon,
so the sun has warmed things up, but still, there is a bit of a chill to the
air. Nothing like it is in July or August.
I need to remember what I did when I was learning how to be
a psychic. I had to pretend a lot of things, then Spirit stepped in, and
whatever it was really supposed to be like substituted itself for the pretend
part.
For instance, in my imagination, I felt speaking to somebody
in Spirit who was an actual Spirit Guide required me to be on my best behavior,
to be polite, to be everything you would be in a professional’s office. As it
is, I come to Spirit sometimes in tears, or I come with despair weighing heavily
on my heart. Not my best look, but it really doesn’t matter. Spirit is there to
celebrate and to help you do the things you want to do in life. I didn’t know
that.
Perhaps being able to see in a crystal ball will be
different, too. I can remember hearing things like people said a mist would
appear and then, slowly, the picture would emerge. Or, if something moved in
from stage right, it meant something different than if it moved in from stage
left. Like from the left meant it had already happened, or if it made an
emergence from the right, it meant it was something to come.
My guides and I developed signals as the years have gone by.
You would invent your own, too, but one of the first things they did with me
was to give me thumbs up or thumbs down for good or faulty ideas. I was going
to write bad ideas, but someone in Spirit just asked me to change it to faulty.
I will sometimes see them holding their nose.
There are never bad ideas. Although, people would have
you call them that. In addition, you can always change your mind, back up,
regroup, and go off in an entirely new direction. There are no “rules” as far
as how people are supposed to do things. It is interesting how many people are
surprised to know that playing is the best way to learn something new. Our
blessings.
Okay, well, that was fun. I put what the guides say in a
bold italic font just so you can tell it’s not me speaking.
Anyway, in the early days of channeling, I had trouble
hearing Spirit, hence the secret language of signals. There was a period of
maybe a week or so when I actually heard Spirit, but it was also sporadic, like
I was putting my fingers in and out of my ears. I’d hear one word and miss the
next one.
It wasn’t much longer after that that the auditory hearing
stopped, and I was able to hear them in my mind. This telepathic hearing also
went through a bit of a bumpy phase when I couldn’t always tell if I had
thought something or if Spirit had said something. It didn’t take long, but
there was an adjustment process on my part to get it to a smoother level of
communication.
My best way to channel is on paper. I’m a writer and can
type fast. I can also channel quickly. Most times.
Communicating with Spirit will also extend into your dreams.
You’ve got regular dreams where you try to work out problems you have, and then
there are dreams with your Spirit Guides in them. Then, being a psychic also
allows you to have dreams with loved ones or other people who have passed. In
fact, just this morning I was having a long, involved dream. I remember seeing John
Kennedy, Jr. I did a double take in the dream because I wasn’t sure I’d seen
right. But there he was. He was trying to change into different clothes, like a
suit. He didn’t look at me, but he was there.
So, thanks for reading. I’ve included a bunch of places
where I’m out on the web.
🌺Pauline Evanosky🌺
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