One day in 1986, my mentor Peg called me up in great excitement. A long-time sensitive with a strong background in metaphysics, her psychic antennae were always on alert.
“I was sitting at work, and I felt someone tapping me on the shoulder, so I got out a pen and started to write what I heard!” she exclaimed. “Listen!” She proceeded to read me simple but profound-sounding insights about her life, our friendship – all sorts of interesting observations that somehow rang true without any possibility of immediate validation.
“I was sitting at work, and I felt someone tapping me on the shoulder, so I got out a pen and started to write what I heard!” she exclaimed. “Listen!” She proceeded to read me simple but profound-sounding insights about her life, our friendship – all sorts of interesting observations that somehow rang true without any possibility of immediate validation.