This is what I did; I left my skepticism at the door and went there with no expectations or preconceived ideas. I had previously met a psychic many years before and I found it a very interesting experience, so I was looking forward to seeing how my reading with Suzie would go.
I first arrived and was introduced to Suzie and told by her representative that she had had no previous information sent over about whom from The Carousel team would be attending. I guess this was a way of reassurance that Suzie hadn’t googled me to get some background info to better create a more convincing reading.
I entered the room where there was a table set up with trinkets; incense, a crystal ball and some tarot cards. The sort of things you would expect to see if you entered into a fortune tellers tent at a circus. Suzie then explained that she possessed the skills of being a medium, someone who could communicate with people on the other side who had passed. She then asked if I had any sentimental jewellery or rings I could let her hold, so I handed over my necklace; one I always wear that my mum gave me. Suzie then held it in her palm and asked to hold my hand. Which in itself was maybe more nerve racking than the actual experience, because it’s a nightmare holding someone’s hand when you seem to constantly have excessively sweaty palms like I do. But anyway, I put aside my embarrassment; surely she must have to hold clammy palms all the time. She then took a moment to connect and reach out to the other side.
I have no idea how the art of being a medium works, I’m no expert so I’m sure there are people who have stronger abilities than others and each have a different approach to a reading. Eyes closed and an inquisitive expression on her face Suzie started to throw out random names and letters at me, places and objects and character traits that I might possibly resonate with. There were some that made sense and some that I could not seem to link to my personal life. After a while of to-ing and fro-ing we seemed to be getting closer to the truth.
Towards the end she did make a connection with some of my deceased relatives who sent messages, which she relayed, back to me. This part of the reading actually meant a lot. Suzie said my Grandma wanted me to know that she was dancing in the afterlife with a glass of sherry in her hand and that she was very happy and loved me lots. This made me laugh out loud with joy, she also told me that my Uncle, who was a wonderful English teacher (and often helped me with my English essays throughout school and university) was very proud that I was now writing and he had been there to support my journey.
Whether people believe psychic readings to be real or all a ploy for money. At the end of the day, everyone should take from the experience what they want.
I personally think it’s a reassuring thought to think there is life after death and that those who you’ve loved and lost can find peace and happiness whilst still watching over you. In fact, there was one moment when Suzie turned to me and asked if I had ever seen a shadow out the corner of my eye or a flickering of the light? She explained that if I did, it was one of my grandma’s checking in, letting me know she was there. Yes the skeptics may argue these are regular occurrences that can happen due to a dodgy electricity circuit or just your mind playing tricks on you. However, I found it a much more positive way of looking at things, I quite like the idea of my grandma letting me know she’s there. I even told Suzie to tell her to say hi with a flicker of a light more often. It was an interesting experience and one that I found quite positive and uplifting. Which definitely made a change from all the doom and gloom that surrounds mediums, psychic readings and the afterlife.
