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I used to get this all the time:
“Heh Belinda, I’ve heard you’re psychic. So you must know more about me than I do!?”
These corny jokes used to make me want to find a corner and hide. But nowadays I just laugh and shrug it off.
When people first meet me and know I’m psychic, they are usually nervous. And usually, when people are nervous, they make silly, corny jokes.
It’s ok. I get it. I’m totally cool with it.
But there’s one thing, if asked, will get me ranting and raving (and possibly throwing my drink in their face).
“Belinda, tell me about my future?”
Oh dear.
You’re in for trouble if you ask me to tell you about your future.
Nothing will get me to lose my shizzle quicker than someone asking me to predict their future.
Why?
Because there is no future.
Because people are brainwashed to believe that psychics can tell them what lies ahead.
I don’t want to throw my drink in someone’s face because someone asked me about their future. I want to throw my drink in their face to wake them up to the fact that they are being brainwashed and manipulated.
They are being sold.
No psychic or fortune teller can predict your future, because you don’t have one.
We run to fortune tellers hoping to hear our futures will work out how we want them to.
We hope that our destinies are full of romance, riches, fame and glory.
Full of gorgeous men or women, our dreams jobs and careers—whatever our hearts and souls desire.
We also go to fortune tellers in the hope that the future will be better than the present.
We want to know it will get better.
People also go to fortune teller to help them prepare for the bad times.
They want someone to tell them what is in store so that they can prepare for life’s difficulties.
I get it.
Life can be hard. It throws us a lot of curve balls.
But getting someone to predict your future won’t help you deal with life’s challenges. Being grounded, accepting that struggle and suffering is a part of life, and practicing mindfulness and meditation, will.
I’m ashamed to admit that I used to work as a fortune teller.
When I was just starting out as a psychic—I was 19, but looked 13—I thought reading people’s futures was what I had to do. It was what psychically gifted people did.
So I pretended to be able to do it, too.
But when I looked inside people, there was never only one future I saw—there were always multiple versions, stretching out into infinity like sparks flying from firecracker.
So I would choose the one that seemed most probable, the one that seemed most “in line” with the person’s current reality, and I also chose the one that the person would like the most.
That was the future I would predict for people: a combination of the most likely to eventuate, plus most what they would like to hear.
I knew I wasn’t telling them the whole truth, but I thought I was doing the right thing.
I was doing what psychics did.
And people loved it. Very quickly I became a really popular psychic.
People would call and tell me how amazed they were by my ability to see into the future because everything I said came to pass.
But somewhere deep inside I felt bad about it. And I also felt like a fraud.
I saw numerous possible future realities when I looked inside people, and instead of being honest about this, I was just telling people a combination of what was most likely to come to pass and what they wanted to hear.
After a few months of doing this, I couldn’t take it anymore.
I quit working as a fortune teller, and have never looked back.
Don’t let any psychic or fortune teller tell you your future.
Take matters into your own hands. Pick one from the many possible future realities stretching out into infinity in front of you, and mould and shape your own destiny.
Be your own future.
in White Light + Love,
Belinda
