One moment you’re stuck in a place that you don’t want to be in and in the very next moment you’re sitting in a room you’ve never been in, experiencing something for the very first time. I’m convinced that when you finally get out of your own way, that’s when life starts to get interesting. Just before the New Year landed, I found myself in a familiar sort of rut, doubting myself, my future, and my ability in getting myself there. Our home was empty and to actively choose to ignore the giant elephant in the middle of the room that I still wasn’t writing full time, I hopped on facebook. I could have simply chosen the more logical and responsible action and sat down to write, but I didn’t.
An ad for an event popped up onto my screen and immediately caught my attention, drawing me in deeper and further from the slumbering giant now taking up residence on my living room rug. I clicked on the ad for a meetup at Blue Tree Reiki and suddenly felt an excited sense of energy race through my fingers and onto my heart. In less than a minute I had decided I would be attending a psychic circle with total strangers and before I second guessed myself I sent an R.S.V.P confirming my spot. It was in that psychic circle that I first met Anne Donnell. I had been to many psychics and healers since my late teens and was very familiar with all the lingo, but as I sat and listened to Anne deliver messages to me from my grandfather who passed when I was one, I felt the tears slowly slide down my cheeks.
Weeks passed and I shared the messages I had received in that circle with family and friends realizing I felt a certain connection to Anne that I couldn’t quite figure out. Finally I broke down and called her to schedule a healing session; Reiki, Anne, & Me. In my early twenties I had passed level 1 Reiki but had never really moved beyond that other than sharing the hands on energy techniques with the closest of friends and family. I laid on the massage table still and hopeful that somehow Anne would be able to shift me out of the rut I had found myself in. She paused somewhere near my stomach and remained there for quite some time. For those of you who have some chakra based knowledge she was working on my sakral chakra, releasing old energy which I later found out included a whole lot of unresolved baggage in relationships. If the shoe fits…I’m not proud of the fact that it took me three marriages to find the love and peace I had always longed for but I have learned the incredible release that comes when you are finally able to learn to let go of things.
I left Anne’s office feeling a sense of belonging. When we had finished the healing she shared some new messages that had come to her that centered around my writing, or the “lack of it” lately. I distinctly remembered her opening her eyes and saying, “I think I’ve read one of your books.” I smiled and lowered my eyes to the floor. She had lost me in that moment. I thought she was reaching, I had only written one book. Then she added, “It had a starfish on it and my favorite passage was the one in which you described how you started running with a couple of women in the early hours of the morning.” She had picked up a copy of A Little Lift randomly at The Kittery Trading Post. My friend works there and did me a favor and accepted five copies for the book section. I assumed they never sold and never went back to see if they wanted more.
Pretty much from there, I was taking a shower one morning and the idea popped into my head that I should write Anne’s story, the life of a psychic healer in a small coastal town in Maine. Ideas streamed in and washed over me, clinging to my skin and filling my mind with chapter titles and directions I would want to take her book. As I stepped out and dried myself off, I did what I always do when I have these random big ideas; I laughed and assured myself that I had finally gone insane. Then as I always have, I got dressed, reached for my phone, and sent her a text before I lost my nerve. This is the story of the Psychic, The Healer, & Me as we journey together starting off as strangers writing a book about something not everyone believes to be true. I hope you will join us as I post about our progress, challenges, experiences, and all that comes to be as we move forward into the great unknown I like to call life.
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