Free advice for freebie seekers…

If you’re going to approach me for a free reading, then my advice is that you proceed with extreme caution…

But because I am feeling generous, let me offer you a free tip…

Here’s how NOT to do it…

Don’t turn up on my business page which you haven’t bothered to like then inbox me with a poorly written text talk message devoid of p’s & q’s and then expect me to leap at the opportunity to give up my time and knowledge for free…

If you want a free reading then go ask the Google oracle… there are plenty of sites out there that offer free readings…

But if you want a professional reading from a professional reader then maybe you should consider putting your hand into your pocket.

What makes you think that you can have my service for free?

Sure… professional readers do now and then offer free readings but we do so for our own reasons and will advertise when and how these readings are being offered…

But mostly we don’t read for free because we have bills to pay, kids to feed, etc, etc, etc.. Never mind the costs incurred from the insane amount of decks and books that have been bought over the years… I’ve just had to order a 3rd copy of my favourite deck because it’s had so much use…

And please spare me the line about we should read for free because we have a ‘gift’.

NEWSFLASH!!!

EVERYBODY has a gift… and I don’t see many premier league footballers hanging their heads in shame or refusing to take payment for their gift and talents…

I find it sad that the sense of entitlement is so prevalent…

I find it amazing that some people can display such bare face cheek…

And it’s not just readings that people expect for free. About a year ago, I was sat with a group of artists in a pub doing some life drawing. A woman picked up one of my pieces, waved it aloft, walked around the room and shouted ‘Who drew this?’

Someone pointed her in my direction, she marched straight up to me and informed me that she was taking it!

I said to her – I beg your pardon?

-I’m taking this!

– No you’re not!

-Yes! I am! I like it, so I’m taking it!

I looked her dead in the eye and moved slowly forwards until the end of my nose almost kissed the end of hers and I said

– Put it down…

-No! It’s mine!

-OK… you leave here with MY picture and I promise that I will hunt you down and drink the blood of your first born…

-You’re joking? I can’t have it?

-Try it and see…

She put it down…

I’m sorry but I just can’t comprehend that mindset… I’m sure that she expected me to be flattered by her attention and be grateful for her to take it… But why do I care what strangers with no manners think? Also… if I was going to give it away, then I’d happily have given it to the model would gave up her time for me to draw her…

So… In brief… If I’m offering free readings (or art…) don’t ask me, I’ll most likely already know you and will approach you…

Until then…

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Hands up! Who wants a zombie family reunion?

So… I got this through my door a couple of days ago… and it’s not the first time I’ve seen such a thing and on many previous occasions I have picked them up, gave them a cursory glance and smiled as I’ve tossed them into the recycling bin…

I'll remove your curses with bilingual ease...

I’ll remove your curses with bilingual ease…

But I pick this one up and I think… Oh…. For God’s sake…

So why my blasphemy? Well… About a week ago, someone contacted me to ask my advice on curse removal. This was the third person to approach me this year on that subject… So I kinda feel the need state my view…

NO!!! I DO NOT BELIEVE IN CURSES!!!

I do however believe that people’s belief in curses can cause severe problems due to the fear and anxiety that is provoked…

I do believe that people can deliberately induce fear and anxiety in others… Now you may want to call that a curse, but even so, I still do not believe that it means that those people possess supernatural powers… I believe it is because they are mean spirited arse wipes who gain pleasure from causing other people distress….. doubly so, if they can also line their pockets at the same time…

But… that’s not the only thing that tips me into rant with this…

The solving of all problems and worries…

Really??

So, that reminds me of a reading a few months back where I picked up my cards and decided to leave. That was the first reading that I have terminated ever and I’ve been reading longer than I care to mention… besides a lady never reveals her age! It was an awkward reading from the off but to cut a long story short, by the time the reading had been interrupted 4 times by answering the phone and then again for a 5th to spend 10 minutes at the door, I was getting a tad annoyed. The final straw was when I was told – you’re not telling me what I want to hear! I responded by asking – so what are you expectations from a reading?

Well… I was then informed that a ‘proper’ tarot reader, tells you all your problems and EXACTLY how to make them go away!

I swooped up my cards and packed them away to be asked what I thought I was doing. I said – I’m recognising when I’m wasting both my time and yours!

OH!! But you can’t go! You haven’t told me how to fix my life!

So… I suppressed the urge to shout – LOOK!! It’s not my job to sprinkle fairy dust on all your crap and also NO! I do not fart magical rainbows either… Instead I calmly said:

OH!! But I can… and here’s some advice on the house… Start to fix your life by learning  how and when to switch your phone off!!

Oooooh…. fair point…

But back again to my postcard and the part that caused me much dark mirth…

Bringing back Loved ones

Now, me being me, found this highly amusing as my first thought was HA!! But my granny died in 1974… she’s gonna funk a little 😀 I passed the card to my kids and asked them what they thought… It appears that they are also cursed with my irreverence ( a curse by the way, that we are all happy to have remain unbroken!) and the youngest jumped with glee and said – COOL!!! Just like in the film Pet Sematary!! while the other two headed off to look for a trowel to dig up Scooter the ex-hamster…

But I assume really, it refers to exes… And that opens up another whole can of worms… Never mind the great debate on meddling with another person’s free will… but… Surely an ex is an ex for a reason, no? Now, it’s my personal opinion that if someone has been consigned to the ex files, then they are best left there… But… should you get the urge to re-open the case… Proceed with extreme caution. That’s not a place you want to go, without being prepared to do some serious work… And not just you, but the other person involved… BOTH of you, to look at the what,when and why of how things went wrong, then also to look at how you avoid making the same mistakes again…

Anyway… I can’t sit around here chatting all day… I have a phone call to make and then I have to pop out to stock up on Febreeze and brains…

Look who's coming for dinner...

Look who’s coming for dinner…

 

 

Book Review… The Intuitive Playbook for Empathy, Intentions and Gratitude

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The Intuitive Playbook for Empathy, Intentions and Gratitude: A 365-Day Color Journal by Bernard Charles

This playbook is to help you visually express and record your natural energy flow by observing the myriad of colors in your life.

I get to meet some interesting characters on the interwebby and one of  the more interesting and colourful in many ways characters, is Bernard Charles who describes himself as follows:

 I am an ancient host of intuition that reignites the light in people through meditation coaching, crystal healing and intuitive card/tea readings. 

I’ve been following Bernard’s monthly color features in Soul Path Magazine for some time now,  so I was delighted to get a sneak peek  at his latest project…

Well… what can I say?

It’s everything that I would have expected from Bernard. It’s fun and light hearted and very much geared to developing your own work in a way that is personal and unique to you. Play and doodling is highly recommended and encouraged and Bernard uses his knowledge to provide a framework of prompts for you to hang your ideas on.

There’s enough information provided to introduce you to topics to explore without having to do heavy duty study. There are insights to the Chakra System and Color Typology Personality Tests but again the emphasis is on using experiential learning through play to develop your own insights and understanding.

I very much liked the ‘My Wheel of Color’ which you fill in over 12 months to track your personal usage of color.

Month by month there are pages to journal and various ideas are used as creative prompts, such as declarations of intentions, reflections on quotes and some fun exercises to take a break and try new things…

In fact one exercise where Bernard describes an unusual way to self-portrait,  I liked so much, I tried it right away…

Self-portrait using method in Bernard's Playbook...

Self-portrait using method in Bernard’s Playbook…

So who is this book for?

I think this book would have a wide appeal. It’s as simple or as complicated to fill in as you want to make it and as such I can see it not only being enjoyed by adults but also that it would be a valuable tool for kids… Basically, if you can pick up a crayon and you like to doodle or jot or scribble then I’m sure you will find some pleasure here…

Go pay Bernard a visit…

Visit here to buy:

 The Intuitive Playbook for Empathy, Intentions and Gratitude: A 365-Day Color Journal by Bernard Charles

Or

Find Bernard on his website, facebook page, or twitter

My least favourite Tarot question…

Now over the years, I’ve been asked a great many questions… mostly love and career… but a fair few odd and interesting ones ranging from the sublime to the ridiculous. I’ll get to them another day 😀

But there is this one question that niggles me…

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Ok… so it’s not so much the question… more the manner in which it is asked…

Personally it makes very little difference to me as to whether you want to ask a question or not. In fact there are several people that I read for,who say that. I enjoy it when they say that because they are giving me free rein to free associate at will and they join in to play with me like jamming musicians…

Or the times when someone comes to me and they’ve been thinking about something for weeks and they are looking for a confirmation on something they’ve already decided… They’re usually pretty cool readings, as the client will then reveal what they were looking for and we can take the reading to another level…

Then there’s the ones who want to play whole different games with you… Like the one who refused to give me a question, shuffle the cards or even give her name because she didn’t want to give me any ‘energy’ or ‘clues’…  Ha!! ’nuff said 😀 Those sort of games appeal directly to my sense of humour… 😀

No… the ones that niggle me are the ones who obviously have very many questions, refuse to form a question and expect me to magic an answer outta my ass to tell them exactly what they need to do…

And to those few, I’d like to offer a word of advice… Here watch this… and work out my message for you…

 

Flasher gave me flashbacks…

I interrupt normal scheduling to tell you a tale about what happened to me yesterday… a little event in an otherwise uneventful day…

As Wednesdays go, it was pretty average and I didn’t hold many expectations for it to be otherwise, what with an orthodontic appointment to take my youngest to… to be told, just as expected… come back in 2 years, we can’t do anything yet…

So… we head back to the supermarket car park where I’ve left the wagon and as we head to take the short cut… There’s movement in the bushes… I place hand into the middle of youngest’s back and swerve him off to the left – Keep walking! In a break with tradition, he actually complies without asking me 100 questions though he does have a puzzled look on his face, so I tell him – You don’t need to see a man with his knob out! And again breaking with tradition… he asks no questions and keeps walking…

I on the other hand, find myself looking back over my shoulder and man is looking at me, with a big stupid grin on his face… I look down at his stubby cock and I think… well… that’s certainly dispelled THAT myth about black men… Then I look him square in the eye and I feel a dull ache spread across my face, as my right eyebrow moves skyward and my thoroughly underwhelmed face takes full form…

So… I’m driving home and still my face is aching and again my eyebrow has life of its own… then I start to laugh as I recall a day in 1987…

 

Me... 1987...

Me… 1987…

I remember an ex who I went out with for a couple of weeks… and then he dumped me…

He turned up and said – Karen, I’m really into you but I just can’t see you anymore…

I said – Really? why’s that?

– That face you pull…

– What face?

– The one that tears out a man’s soul, crushes it and leaves it withering to die…

I just looked at him and puzzled as to what he meant…

He said – Yeah… That’s the face… That one…

And then  he burst into tears…