Are All Psychics & Fortune Tellers Fakes?

gattino

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Article on the bbc website about young people turning to spiritualism (or "the supernatural" as it says in the headline)

https://www.bbc.co.uk/bbcthree/article/eabdc0ed-70c0-4af2-8295-96ebfc4dc613


“Okay,” says Ashley, closing his eyes again. “I’m asking Dave to move on. I’ve got another older man here. I think he has breathing difficulties… does this mean anything to anyone? Remember, only answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ please.”
Charlie’s face lights up at the mention of ‘breathing difficulties’. Ashley turns to her and continues to deliver information.
“What about 17 December… as an anniversary?” Ashley asks.
“Oh, yes,” Charlie says, beaming and playing with the purple crystal hanging around her neck.
This man, she thinks, is her dead grandfather, communicating with her from beyond the grave. And 17 December? Well, she tells us, that’s when her family will come together, throwing a party with him in their thoughts.
“He wants you to know he’s OK, and that he loves you,” Ashley says. “That was your message.”
Charlie looks relaxed but elated. Silence descends again."


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"Today, the Spiritualists’ National Union of Great Britain estimates that they have around 11,500 members throughout the UK attending their 340 churches to try to communicate with the spirit world via mediums, a number which, they claim, has been bolstered by a surge in interest from younger generations. The number of people in England and Wales who identified their religion as ‘Spiritualist’ rose by 22% between the 2001 and 2011 censuses. "
 

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I've got to say, reading that article in full im left as flat as always that the act of delivering messages is so vague and inconsequential. "Do you know some who had physical quality X" "Yes" "They're very proud of you/say thanks for the flowers"/"I've asked him to move on and now im getting person Y"...and people are moved by it. The author of the article is clearly more impressed by the experience than the description provided seems to warrant. The fact that it always starts with asking a question instead of the purportedly chatty dead supplying the information from the off is another bugbear.

Even when something seemingly specific and personal does appear to be included the content of it is so something and nothing that its hard to imagine the dead bothering to make the effort. I've said before..probably on this thread...that it bears next to no resemblance to the victorian and edwardian literature on communication through mediums, which appeared to involve full on, personality rich, conversation. Where is that stuff now if it existed then? And if the old kind of readings are possible - and they appear to have been - it makes me doubt all the more that the people giving the modern kind to audiences have any mediumistic abilities at all. Where they're right and no better explanation presents itself then it seems at best to be flashes of clairvoyance or the "psychic" rather than surviving personalities actually whispering in their ear.
 

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Has anyone had any readings through Etsy? I had one the other day. They seem allergic to full stops. Paragraphs without any, you couldn’t work out what they were saying.

Anyone had a good experience with it. I had ones before from a guy that seemed good but I’m still waiting for the things to come to pass.
 

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There's an old debunking line, "If you're that good a seer, why aren't you rich?" which somewhat misses the point that spiritual gifts tend to deny that kind of value. On the other hand, the labourer is generally worthy of his hire, and those wanting that kind of skill are willing to pay for it. Which is why my pension is worth several hard workers' salaries, because I did deliver, quite a lot.
Now, the folk you're picking on, the Carnie brigade, are mostly working in their own powers. That means to say that they're prey to their own egos, and the egos of the audience, because they're working at a far lower level. One-on-one is very dodgy work, because you're working with just the flicker of feed from someone who has virtually no esoteric psyche themselves. I've read a room full of Reiki practitioners, which was a bit like reading a bowl full of porridge, fairly bland. Once in a while I'll discover a true wild card. That's fun, because they're calling in powers from beyond them. But if one tries to read a tube carriage, for example, it's like trying to read a toilet roll.
By using my skills when clearly charged by my own spirit, as distinct from my own will, in other words when by prayer and contemplative meditation I become certain that I do have something valuable to add, I'm not using my ego at all. I'm more of a medium, a channel through which that feeling, that sense, flows. My key triggering was utterly exoteric, and I tap some of that when needed. Not esoteric, not endoteric, exoteric. It means I have to attend to spiritual hygiene in the way of humility and, coming from a christian angle, repentant confession - other paths have their own rites. Being of the Samuel line, I've learned to listen to that small quiet word of clarity, which we find in some music. But it's not always, because it allows us free will, as far as possible. When we start to look upon it as endoteric, we end up in the mess Theresa May's in - her Dad was a vicar. It's made her very certain of her own values - or to other peoples eyes, arrogantly dogmatic and self-opinionated.
I was rather amused by the circumstances this afternoon, I'd just had some excellent news and my joy communicated itself infectuously. The question is, how can we communicate that normally? I wasn't behaving wildly, or - as far as I know - carrying the most ridiculous grin on my face, but my mind was flooded with endorphins and somehow people picked up on that. As I've said, I've Master-level Reiki, which does jump without physical contact, and I've used it in concerts to make the audience feel really great. That's the same thing. Or is it me picking up on the occasional smile from a Londoner? Because as a clan, the Commuter is something out of the upper levels of the inferno. Zero empathy. Some, actually negative, you can feel them sucking the hope out of you.
The Beatles wrote Nowhere Man about them. That's how Parliament gets away with it. Except that when he gets home, he can release his own inner despair which he's suppressed all day. No wonder cancer rates are shooting through the ceiling. London, a place where showing emotion is forbidden.
Tough, I emote. Nowhere Man, you sometimes feel to me as if you've lost touch with your emotions. Here, have one of mine. Love one another.
 
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There's an old debunking line, "If you're that good a seer, why aren't you rich?" which somewhat misses the point that spiritual gifts tend to deny that kind of value. On the other hand, the labourer is generally worthy of his hire, and those wanting that kind of skill are willing to pay for it. Which is why my pension is worth several hard workers' salaries, because I did deliver, quite a lot.
Now, the folk you're picking on, the Carnie brigade, are mostly working in their own powers. That means to say that they're prey to their own egos, and the egos of the audience, because they're working at a far lower level. One-on-one is very dodgy work, because you're working with just the flicker of feed from someone who has virtually no esoteric psyche themselves. I've read a room full of Reiki practitioners, which was a bit like reading a bowl full of porridge, fairly bland. Once in a while I'll discover a true wild card. That's fun, because they're calling in powers from beyond them. But if one tries to read a tube carriage, for example, it's like trying to read a toilet roll.
By using my skills when clearly charged by my own spirit, as distinct from my own will, in other words when by prayer and contemplative meditation I become certain that I do have something valuable to add, I'm not using my ego at all. I'm more of a medium, a channel through which that feeling, that sense, flows. My key triggering was utterly exoteric, and I tap some of that when needed. Not esoteric, not endoteric, exoteric. It means I have to attend to spiritual hygiene in the way of humility and, coming from a christian angle, repentant confession - other paths have their own rites. Being of the Samuel line, I've learned to listen to that small quiet word of clarity, which we find in some music. But it's not always, because it allows us free will, as far as possible. When we start to look upon it as endoteric, we end up in the mess Theresa May's in - her Dad was a vicar. It's made her very certain of her own values - or to other peoples eyes, arrogantly dogmatic and self-opinionated.
I was rather amused by the circumstances this afternoon, I'd just had some excellent news and my joy communicated itself infectuously. The question is, how can we communicate that normally? I wasn't behaving wildly, or - as far as I know - carrying the most ridiculous grin on my face, but my mind was flooded with endorphins and somehow people picked up on that. As I've said, I've Master-level Reiki, which does jump without physical contact, and I've used it in concerts to make the audience feel really great. That's the same thing. Or is it me picking up on the occasional smile from a Londoner? Because as a clan, the Commuter is something out of the upper levels of the inferno. Zero empathy. Some, actually negative, you can feel them sucking the hope out of you.
The Beatles wrote Nowhere Man about them. That's how Parliament gets away with it. Except that when he gets home, he can release his own inner despair which he's suppressed all day. No wonder cancer rates are shooting through the ceiling. London, a place where showing emotion is forbidden.
Tough, I emote. Nowhere Man, you sometimes feel to me as if you've lost touch with your emotions. Here, have one of mine. Love one another.
This is a very nice post but it might not receive the attention it deserves because the text is too dense.

People reading on phones or small screens might not be able to follow it.

If it were broken down into very short paragraphs it would be easier to read.
 
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