Aegeus, a mythical king of Athens
consults with Pythia, who sits on a tripod.



August 18th, 2008, a Monday

I had a reading with a psychic.  Marissa was her name.  Oh, for heaven's sake!  She didn't dress like a gypsy or anything.  It was at her house and it was a perfectly normal house, except maybe she was waiting for the spirits to come and clean it and they hadn't arrived in the last fifteen years or so.  She awakened her kids when a bell rang and they knew not to bother us during our session.  They just slipped out the door, off to wherever psychic's kids go, with that "there goes Mom again telling someone about their past lives" look. 

I'm not sure if we have all had past lives but it seems I have had a few.  It is not surprising that I was once a mermaid queen in the City of Atlantis.  (Well, maybe the mermaid part was a little surprising but not the queen part.)  The thing about past lives is that you don't necessarily remember them but when you hear about them it gives you this slight feeling of familiarity.  Like, "oh, yeah, life in Atlantis was pretty cool".  And I was a hand maiden to the court in ancient Greece, hanging around the Acropolis in Athens with the other hand maidens.  Seems I had a thing with the court jester (who may or may not be Nicky in a past life).  It is natural that you are drawn in a later life to someone you were close to in a previous life.  Just something that you sense.  But nothing can compare to my life as a wife and mom in Italy where we ran a family winery.  The children would run and play in the fields and we would stomp the grapes just like in the I Love Lucy episode.  Our old house had stone floors and big windows with blue wood shutters.  They were open all summer long and the thunder storms filled the house.  Ah, those were the days.  We were happy.

But for now, we have this life to live.  The one we are in now.  Marissa said she saw something like a letter, or a message to people.  I told her I write a blog and she said, "oh yes, that's it!"  She said more and more people will read my blog and to keep writing.  Not only will it be good for people to read it, by writing it I keep myself from becoming a stark, raving lunatic.  (OK, she didn't put it quite like that but she let me know that it is essential to my continuing health and well being to have an outlet for all the many things that cross my mind in a day.  That's true of all of us, isn't it?  If we leave all that stuff swirling around inside, no good can come of it.  Think of the many ways you could come up with to continually clean out your brain.  And then, go ahead and do it.  On a regular basis.) 

She said that my mother, Babia the Solar Queen, was a mistake mother.  She was never meant to be one but there was a big foul-up in the universe one day where everything went haywire and out of that came the unlikely event of my birth.  Despite it leaving me with a bad mother, because I was created by this amazing event, I have a special soul and am plenty strong to be a good, valuable person without a good, valuable mother.  It is my special fate.  I don't recommend it but it has forced me to become myself on my own.  And what a journey that has been.  Screw Babia.  She doesn't know what she missed when she didn't love me.  I would have been a great daughter with just the slightest bit of love and encouragement.  I would have made her proud. 

A lot of stuff she had to say I already knew which was kind of surprising.  But not to Marissa.  She said I had the power to feel energy and was very intuitive.  She said I could do her job.  At first, she thought she was just a good guesser.  Who knows, maybe that's all she is. 

I am not sure I recommend going to a psychic.  And I am pretty sure I wouldn't want to be the one to sit with people all day and tell them things about their lives.  And past lives.  And whatever.  If you're wrong, it could be pretty disappointing.  If you're right, wouldn't it be better if they figured it out themselves?  The problem is, some never do. 

As a possibly psychic, intuitive, energy reading bear, I urge you to save your money.  Do your own reading.  It's all there if you just take the time to do it.  Marissa doesn't actually have a set fee for the reading.  She asks you to just leave whatever you feel is right.  I would say feel free to do the same with today's reading.  But no, I can't take your money.  It would be best if you did something special with whatever it's worth to you, out of the ordinary.  You'll know what it is.  Intuitively.

GR