By Kristin Zodrow, TSB Staff
“Do you feel pulled?” I was asked as I settled in at the monthly Psychic Night at Churchill’s on the square. I didn’t know how to respond and I admitted that my experience with the craft was limited to the glimpses I had caught from crime shows on TV.
Sitting in a room with five psychic-mediums and many of their regular clients, I, to my surprise, was one of the few who had not experienced a reading before. Looking around, I see one woman crying, boxes of tissues situated at each table and many offering up their palms and life stories with the intention of speaking to a dead loved one, communicating with a pet, or deciphering what path he or she should take. Suddenly, I became totally unsure of what I had gotten myself into. I realized I was among the few that had entered the room very skeptical about the practice because, for many, this was a regular occurrence.
For $20, I would receive a mini-session of 20 minutes with the psychic that I “felt drawn to.” Oblivious to my spiritual pull, I let someone pick for me. I sat down with a psychic-medium who was very patient in explaining the basics of the process and what I should expect. She didn’t have a magic ball or a headdress or any of the other things associated with my preconceived mental image, but she did definitely look the part with her drawn-up glasses and almost Halloween-looking decorations.
Now I can be a wimp when it comes to all things spooky. Even the thunderstorm lurking outside was giving me the heebie-jeebies. As she took my hands, closed her eyes and began, I was a little anxious for what was next. She began to talk to me about “new adventures” I was facing, which led us to talk about how I will be starting college in the fall. While most of what we talked about had little to do with what my future looked like or what it would be like when I was there, I did have a nice conversation with a nice woman about some of the excitements and worries surrounding this new phase of my life. So even though for me this wasn’t an experience to gain some sort of enlightenment or undiscovered knowledge, I see how it can be used by many as a form of discussion and interaction when dealing with stress or uncertainty, making it more of a therapy session than a crystal ball reading.
But then things got a little weird. Hand raised in the air, the psychic-medium was reading the energy of the room and suddenly was talking to my grandmother who had passed away. I had never discussed that too much with anyone because I was not old enough to know this grandmother, so, in all honesty, I found myself covering up a creeping smile when she told me my grandmother and I both have card reading abilities (something we put to the test later to no avail) and that she offered —from “the beyond” — to help me with those gifts. I was very successful in offering up polite, enthusiastic oohs and ahhs, despite this.
Even though it was a bit out of my comfort zone at times, it was certainly an intriguing, entertaining experience. The setting at Churchill’s allowed many to snack and drink while waiting on their sessions and had plenty of accommodations for those just there to eat and have a good time without participating.
Psychic Night at Churchill’s on McKinney’s downtown square takes place on the second Thursday of every month.
But the real question is, do I now believe psychics are real? I guess we will just have to wait and see if her predictions come true.