I Don’t Remember…
I always ask at the beginning of a reading if I have ever read before you before. I do it so I won’t have to explain the five minute prelude of how I work connecting to spirit. Some people are surprised and say, Oh you’ve read for me twice before. Chances are unless you’ve bitten or kicked me, or won an importance race for me, I won’t remember
That’s the good thing about going to a medium that does about 500 readings a year and can’t remember what he had for breakfast, I only say what your loved ones tell me to say. It makes my day when I start rattling off things about you and your family that no one knows but you. You’re eyes get big, you drop your mouth open and I can see the realization that this shit might be real. You live on after your physical body dies. Gotta’ love it!