I write about what it’s really like to be psychic. My days are spent pondering how to tell people about what I do and what it’s really like. In moments...
They love so unconditionally that their trust knows no limits.
One day a woman and her baby wandered lost, deep in the darkness of a forbidden woods. In the night the mother could hear the hoot of the owls and...
I was a non-believer. My cat converted me. Animal communications became real when my roommate and orange cat had their version of a Mexican stand-off. Marble would stare, position himself...