Tuesday, March 19, 2013
I have occasionally had readings, generally tarot cards. I don’t really know much about them, and wouldn’t say that I do or don’t believe in their power (is that the right word?), but it’s fun to have the readings.
Ten or so years ago, I was read by a lady who didn’t use cards. I sat down and she said she sensed three women all talking at the same time, talking over each other. They were really excited to talk to me. One of them was talking about the peanut butter fudge she served on a blue plate. They were all worried about my grandma. One of them, said the reader, was even more excited to talk than the others because while she was here, there had been something that made it physically difficult for her to speak.
I realized that she was talking about my grandma’s sisters. Three of them passed away within a year of each other, leaving just my grandmother still living. Aunt Almy did make peanut butter fudge; while I don’t remember the blue plate, my sister does. Aunt Tille had died a week before Aunt Almy, at the age of 100. The third, Aunt Ada, towards the end of her life, had a cancerous tumor in her throat which would grow up into her mouth and press against her tongue; she was 95 and too old for treatment, so she just kept getting it cut out each time it got too big. HOW WOULD THAT READER KNOW THAT?!?
Then I remembered their sister, Aunt Onie, who had died of cancer 20 years earlier than the rest; she is the one who relocated to Wood County. Because I still have some suspicion of readers, I don’t tell them if I recognize what they’re talking about, so I just asked the reader, “Where’s the other one?” She didn’t understand, so I said, “There should be four of them. Where is the other one?”
The lady listened/thought (whatever they call it) for a minute and said, “She’s not with them. She came back and is now a little girl about 4 years old.” I just stared at her, like she was crazy. Then, she said, “She’s living somewhere out near Luckey, Ohio.” WHAT? Luckey is about 3 miles from where my Aunt Onie lived!
Yep, there have been a few experiences that have made me question my lack of faith.