How I Got My Start In Tarot Reading and Psychic Work:

How I Got My Start In Tarot Reading and Psychic Work:

   My first pursuit was in performance. Ironic. Mostly because in truth, I'd been performing in every sector of my life and even to myself; up until that spring of 2016 in Providence, RI. My life exploded in my face and I broke down and I dropped out of college and went back home to Brooklyn, New York.

I was fried. And defeated. I felt like a failure and had made several poor choices and burnt some bridges.

  I experimented with guided meditations as my negative thinking and anxiety were at an all time high. I had invested money (some of it debt), time and energy towards a career in something I didn’t feel I had the constitution to make my life.

One night I felt something like a plug being cleaned out of my head, as if my head had some sort of energy pouring into it.

Over the next few months I learned a lot screening YouTube video , after YouTube video and more and more phenomena began to occur...

   I would wake up in the middle of the night and hear two distinct voices talking about me and fade almost immediately as I woke up. “He’s not ready yet…”

Strangely enough I began to wake up in the middle of the wee hours, acting out some strange but what felt like powerful physical movements. Not to mention my dreams and the content of my dreams began to take shape in ways that were constantly challenging me.

I began to remember my intuition! I hadn’t gained something of NEW abilities, I started to remember and recognize the ones that were already there. Honestly I became obsessed by what was happening and began seeking others like me online; watching their content and learning more and more.

I was working as a freelance house cleaner when Tarot found me.

I was cleaning a clients home in a beautiful brownstone in Brooklyn when I came across a large, seemingly dusty and untouched collection of tarot cards. Before leaving that day I asked about them and my client stated that he thought it was his thing but never touched them. Needless to say he was happy to part with them and offered to give them to me.

That night I had a dream, and in that dream a little boy walked up to me and said; “those are grandmas cards… for you!" I never met this grandma but I just knew that this was my prayers being answered and the beginning of my relationship with Grandma Virginia.

   I then began studying the tarot and reading for myself and others. The tarot was just a tool but it was a great gym for my abilities and unique gifts. One day not too long after that; I had been given directions. I just knew that I had to take a spiritual bath. I hadn’t planned on it and it was the middle of the day and I just had this knowing and urge to fill the tub up with hot water and salt and sit in it. Afterwords it was one knowing after another.

"Strip naked, Set the mirror up in front of you, Get your notebook, Light a candle, Sit wait and look into your own eyes."

   After about 45 minutes of breathing I felt the strong urge to write. But first on the tops of every page; “Year 1”, next page “year 2” and so on… then my superconcious/ subconscious began to pour out of me.

Sexual abuse, impactful events and even forgotten events. I was besides myself.

I had given myself a detailed account of my childhood and how it shaped me.

The sensations in my body after that day felt upgraded and more intense. My toes began to twitch uncontrollably and at the time I was overwhelmed and literally feared possession.

I posted on a psychic Facebook group with a video of my toes doing their uncontrollable dance and my current experiences, and I got several comments. One resonated. “Spirit wants to take you somewhere. Follow your own feet.” And so I did. Like magnets my feet were lead and when I lost the trail or sensation, I retraced my steps and found the flow again.

   They lead me to my neighborhood cemetery right at dusk.

The Divine blessed me that night. Fireflies were all around me and the knowing that I was re-integrating was coming in hot and crystal clear. I began to channel to myself. Speaking to myself outloud. I can’t remember precisely what was said to me, through me; but it was wild. Ex: “Now we begin, you have gifts… you have already chosen this path. … you are soo loved… we are with you…”

The emotions and the awareness that surged through me was profound and it had such a depth, that I felt I was reborn.

I felt like I was the luckiest guy and I won the lottery. Little did I know that I was barely scratching the surface.

This was 6 years ago. After that I continued to sharpen my abilities and I gave more and more readings and got such great feedback that I was given new purpose. I applied for a psychic hotline service and I made so much money that first few weeks I thought my life was made. (Stay tuned for my post about working at the hotline.)

I worked with the service for about a year and had an average rating of 4.5 stars.

This is where I really learned how to read and deal with all kinds of clients but as I soon learned; not all business is good business. Then I began my journey with social media and have gone live hundreds of times offering free and donated readings; not to mention YouTube, all of my personal healing work and studying has formed the intuitive before you. I still have soo much to learn and I love that about this field. I’ve done over 1000 readings to date. I hope you enjoyed learning a bit about my journey. Peace be with us all in spirit and in flesh.