CARDS & LETTERS

Psychic Counseling by Kyler James

 

There’s nothing wrong with being a skeptic.  I know plenty.  Show me a hard-boiled skeptic and I’ll show you a good egg whose shell can come off.  Spend 15 minutes with me and I’ll make a believer out of you any day!

 

Seriously, it’s better to be skeptical; there are so many charlatans around—and I prefer talking with people who are intelligent and discerning about their choice of psychic enlightenment.  Charlatans notwithstanding, how could this psychic stuff really work anyway?  What could a few cards lying on a table possibly say about the inner workings of one’s psyche?

 

It’s always a delight for me at the beginning of a party, for instance, when at first nobody wants to see me—but after the first few brave souls, word quickly spreads that I’m “the real thing” and suddenly there’s a line out the door, with occasional fights breaking out over who’s next.  I try to remain oblivious; I tell them to make a list.  Then there are all sorts of negotiations concerning the list.  It’s really quite amusing—but please party people, I need my quiet!  So fight over me somewhere else!

 

A skeptic story I’d like to tell is when a guy handed me his bracelet with that defiant look in his eyes.  I held the bracelet to my head and said, “I’m getting a Frank…Mesa.”  He said his best friend was Frank.  I said, “So what?  Frank could be anyone.”  He countered, “Well, I was thinking, if you don’t say my best friend Frank, I’m not going to believe any of this.”  But what about Mesa?  The next day he called to say he spoke to Frank, who revealed his mother’s maiden name:  Mesa!  So skeptics, beware!

 

This is the first letter I’ve received from a woman so far—and I’d like to invite more of you to write to me.  It was sent via priority mail and so, I’m giving it priority:

 

Kyler, I have a question for you.  When my husband and I made a commitment 6 years ago I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to stay monogamous.  Being bisexual, I was sure I would be enticed by a woman.  Instead I wandered off with another man.  Now my husband and I are on the verge of reconciling but he is afraid I will disappear again.  What just occurred to me is that he could be the one to leave.  I suspect that I shouldn’t even try to be in an old-fashioned marriage, although the promise of security really appeals to me and I love my husband.  What is your opinion?  M.W.

 

You’ve got dynamite cards, M.W.  To me, M.W. stands for Man/Woman—for I see you balancing your masculine and feminine sides very well.  You are the 9 of Wands, Great Strength, the fire of the Moon.  It’s a powerfully creative time for you now.  Your husband is the Lovers—and it’s a confusing time for him; his mental energy is going in all directions as he tries to center himself.

 

The Fool in your recent past shows not an ending, but a very positive beginning, a surprising leap into the unknown.  In the present, the Kind of Wands shows a profound connection between you:  as he gallops toward you on his high horse, his fire connects to yours so strongly that you never have to worry about losing him as a friend.

 

But we don’t see cups in the reading, which would signify romantic love. Instead, in your future, we see the 6 of Disks, Success.  What’s crucial for your life is creating your own security on the earth plane.  Your work is what’s most important to you, and the King of Disks shows a triumph of will in your chosen field.  As the strong, rich king, you will face your husband proudly as an equal, knowing that the friendship between you is eternal, if not the marriage.  Had you stayed together in the conventional way, you never would have achieved your True Will, the great success that lies ahead.

 

Congratulations, M.W.  You’re a woman of the 90’s.