Such a short time at home, and I’m back in the land of dubious internet access tomorrow morning. Won’t be back home for two weeks.
I thought I might tell you about the session I had with a client at the psychic fair.
When I perform a body scan, I resonate to the physical body of the client, and I can usually tell what is going on in their body. Sometimes it’s really funny, like if they have to pee, or if they are horny. I always tell them, because what’s the good of knowing that stuff if you can’t share it with your client? They always laugh, albeit sometimes nervously.
Then they’re all how did you know that and I’m all duh, you asked for a body scan, and it’s all good.
During this particular body scan, we were seated at my table. I was describing an inflammation in the breasts and showing her where it was located on my own, because I doubt that she wanted me to actually be touching her tatas.
She was mirroring my gestures to be sure she could detect what I was describing, when all of a sudden I lost it. Just helplessly laughing. There may have been snorting. Most certainly braying.
client: What’s so funny?
witchypoo: You see all those people looking at us?
client: ye-es.
witchypoo: They are watching us feel ourselves up.
client: loses it too.
You know, when you have a reading with me, you are almost guaranteed to have a good time. I’m totally fabulous that way.
