When I first started doing the fairs, I knew there were lots of politics. People warned me. I was told beware. Those people are evil. They are backstabbers. And sometimes the “spiritual” people will see themselves as all high and mighty and righteous, but are actually downright nasty. (Check out this article for more about that!) And it’s true. I experienced lots of fake smiles. Fake hugs. There were always arguments over space. Arguments over people’s set up. It was like high school all over again. More than one person has left because of this drama.
Knowing this. And seeing it. I would tell people I didn’t want to do that fairs forever. But, then I would become practical and rationalize that the fairs are a great marketing tool as it keeps me in the public eye. So I’d stay.
That is no longer the case.
This past year, the fairs were really tough on me. For one, I’m a new mom. And, I’ve been spoiled. Being self-employed, I am able to spend a lot of time with my daughter. The ten/twelve hour days that I would work at the fairs ate into that.
Not only that, this past year there were SOOOOOO many fairs. At one point there were six weekends of fairs in a row. One that’s a lot of work, but two… because there was more of them we saw less attendance at each of the individual events.
Finally, I just got sick and tired of the other readers. Being non-confrontational, I tried to keep out of the nonsense. Would go. Set up. Help the people I could. Tear down. And leave. I didn’t want to get into the mix of any of it. Some of the readers on the fair are just out right mean. Perhaps it is the stress of life. Perhaps the stress of the fairs. Or maybe it’s just the way they are. But then I started to get pulled in.
It started on my first show back from “maternity” leave. Baby Girl wasn’t even a month old yet. Because I was nursing, we kept her close at hand all weekend at the event… Many readers and clients oohed and aahed over her, so there was an air of lightness. But underneath it was a cold shoulder.
That cold shoulder got worse in January. It was at that show my husband and I were approached by the promoter about a complaint that he was “hooking.” Don’t get excited… no Don was not standing outside the fair showing some leg. Hooking, a BIG no-no at the fairs, is when the reader has a person roaming the fair and pitching one reader in hopes of filling that reader’s schedule. We know this is a no-no, not to mention unethical and encourage people to feel out the room and go where you feel comfortable. We believe this so strongly we even did a whole You-Tube video on how to pick a reader!!
But, another reader who I’m guessing was a little slow that weekend overheard a portion of a conversation and complained. What happened? At the VERY end of Saturday, an individual came up to my table and told me Don had told her I was his wife and just wanted to meet me. But, did that individual sit down with me for a reading? No. Why? She was another vendor. The vendor by the way that was back to back with the booth, Bella Earthica, that my husband was running for a friend of ours. How did I come up? They had been making small talk.
Having been approached by the promoter we explained this to her. We also pointed out that even if this woman wanted to get a reading, she wouldn’t have been able to. I was booked solid with pre-books all weekend. The promoter assured both of us, “Don’t worry. I know he’s not doing that… They are just being dramatic and I just have to appear to have addressed it.”
Well the situation wasn’t resolved. The coldness continued. I ignored it.
I was in Rochester. I had drove in Saturday morning with my friend Kristina from Ailuros Designs. After I was all set up and finding myself in the crossfire between two readers, I headed to the bathroom to pump before the day started. I plopped myself in the back stall and let the machine do its work. It was between the loud whooshes I heard a familiar voice. The voice of a reader I considered to be friendly.
HA… I was mistaken. What did I hear? It started with, “Can you believe that Dawn Lynn?” What was her complaint? In an effort to get people in the doors, I had offered any client who pre-booked a reading $10 off. This covered my client’s door fee. Well apparently, she didn’t like that and went on to bad mouth me for minutes.
I sat in that stall, hoping I could finish in enough time to walk out and look her straight in the eye. But alas, she was gone.
I almost walked out that day, but pulled myself together and dealt. Again.
But not anymore, I’m done.
There was one more straw which I’m not going to go into. But, the day the decision was made, Spirit aligned messages to prove to that it was time to leave the fairs. The morning of the final straw, I woke up and checked my Timehop. I’m obsessed with this app and love to see what happened in years past. This day, a quote popped up: “Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You don’t have to forget who that person was to you; You just have to accept that they aren’t that person anymore.”
Later that day, I found myself doing some book keeping. In reviewing my numbers, to my surprise, my more lucrative months were the ones I didn’t have fairs! This is a win-win for both me and my clients. I don’t have to work quite as hard AND my clients get a better deal. Due to the $400+ booth fee at events, I have to charge my clients more per reading just to cover expenses. For the same fee, clients get double the reading at my offices.
Then hearing that my close friend, Sue of Autumn Dawn and BellaEarthica had decided to quit the fairs, everything was aligning me to believe that the Evolving Essence Fairs are no longer the place for me. So if you look for me there, I’m sorry to say… I won’t be there any longer.
And please don’t get me wrong. I am grateful to have had the opportunity to participate in them. I am grateful for the experiences I have had. I am grateful for those of you I met there… It’s just not an energy I wish to associate myself with any longer. It is amazing the relief I feel knowing I won’t be subjecting myself to that negativity. I thank Spirit for helping me see that.
And just because I’m giving up the Evolving Essence fairs, doesn’t mean I’m giving up the business. I’m always available for private readings and house parties. And who knows where else Spirit may lead me.