My first medium readings: The beginning of a new career
- freespiritmagic199
- Mar 10
- 3 min read
Updated: Mar 12
I want to tell a story today about a reading I did for someone I know. It was over a year ago that I started practicing doing medium readings after a medium that I had done sessions with since I was a teenager told me that was something I should begin to practice. There was not much downtime between her telling me and letting me in a minute I was going to have to channel for her.
I felt nervous, she explained to me that I needed the first, middle and last name of the passed person in question and as well as their full date of birth. I closed my eyes and asked that the spirits communicate through my thoughts and imagination. I just started talking about the first image that I saw, even though doubts were popping in my head that I was making things up.
As I continued to do the reading for her each time I closed my eyes and delivered a new channeled piece of information. I gulped before I spoke almost each time.
Yet to my amazement each piece of information was astoundingly accurate.
“See, you are good at it.” She said casually like what I was doing was the most normal thing in the world.
Before this I just thought I was an intuitive tarot reader and astrologer. Come to find out I was a medium as well.
From this point forth I begin a series of readings with friends. I made sure their relatives were people I knew nothing about and that they had a close relationship with the family member in question.
I was hanging out with a friend for the purposes of anonymity called Jeff. We were walking around his California town and I motioned that we sit under a tree just to relax. I let him know that I would attempt to communicate with one of his relatives, he agreed and selected his dad who had passed away over a year ago. All I had known about his father was that he had grown up in Connecticut, was an African American man and had worked at a convenience store and had been separated from Jeff's white mother quite a number of years prior.
Jeff knew I could read tarot but I don't think I had ever told him anything too out there.
He proceeded with giving me the full name of his father and birthdate. I asked for his father to communicate to me through all the ways that spirits communicate. I knew that the spirit was there because I felt the presence of someone, kind of like when a new person shows up in a room and you can feel their vibe.
I closed my eyes and believe I saw an image of a ship like a navy ship. I let him know what I saw and asked if he or someone in his family had been in the military.
He had a slightly puzzled look of amazement in his eye, staring at me for half a second before replying in a quiet inquisitory manner.
“Wait, how do you know that?”
“Did your grandma on your mother’s side not approve of your dads marriage with your mum because he was black?”
Correct again. I was starting to blow his mind
“Wtf my n****s psychic!” he expressed passionately.
I proceeded with one piece of information after the other and even delivered to him some personal messages from his father.
He let me know after that it made him feel good to know his dad was able to be in contact.
And for me it was one of the most satisfying feelings I have ever felt in my life.
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