I have a client that has literally purchased 24 readings from me over the past 3 years. I’ve been privileged to follow his life through love, loss, his profession and his education. He is bright, book smart, manic, filled with self-doubt, and unable to believe in himself to the point it hinders his potential.
One of my mantras after all these years you’ve heard before and no doubt will hear many times before your time in this dimension ends. A fool and his money are soon departed. I learned very early on that I was not his mother, his teacher or his friend. I provide guidance where I can, and my primary focus is to provide a message. The last reading request was about a month ago. I found myself putting it off, and putting it off and putting it off. Not because I was particularly busy, or distracted, or too lazy. The reality is I dreaded giving him [yet again] more bad news. That is part of being the messenger. Mentally and emotionally I was spent. There is no need to beat anyone over the head with the clue stick like a child being scolded in the south with a perfectly picked switch from a tree out back. So I refunded his money, I apologized and advised that he wait a few months before asking me anything else.
What is the lesson in all of this? Ah yes the song.. “you can’t always get what you want”. If that were the case we’d all be rich, happy and comfortable in our individual lives. Even money can’t bring you want you want at times. This was one of those times.
Your lesson of the day? Be the frog..drop the baggage or you won’t be able to hop onto the next lily pad. If you stop, you will sink, and you will die. Only to choose to return and fulfill the rest of the lesson where you left off. Death is like a souls bookmark. It’s just a nano second in between dimensional experiences.


