As a professional reader, I know that the future is a moving target and very few of life’s events are “in the stars.” Rather, I know that we are guided to and through various circumstances to help us learn “lessons.” The lessons are what destiny is made of, not the path. It is why I always tell my clients, “If there is something I am saying you don’t like, let your guides know. YOUR future is in YOUR hands.”
In the reading I had, there were a lot of predications… and warnings. What was lacking, as I think is in most readings, was the why. Which is ok, I get it. If we knew the why, we wouldn’t have to be here on earth any longer.
But I digress, back to the point of this blog: self-fulfilling prophecies.
So you see, during the reading, I was advised to beware of a few individuals. She, in great detail mind you, described a woman a little older than myself. This woman would have dark hair and dark eyes with an olive complexion. This woman was in very close physical proximity to me. The reader believed due to the fact the woman looked like me and was so close to my surroundings that she was a family member. The second individual she described was a loud, balding, heavyset man with dark eyes. She felt he was further removed and didn’t quite understand why he could cause me grief, but he could. Finally, she described a middle-aged woman with dark hair who appeared bubbly and unassuming, but was 1a greater threat than I gave her credit.
Of course, I immediately (right or wrong) jumped to conclusions as to who these individuals could be.
Prior to this reading, I had some concerns about these individuals, but other than I fleeting thought I didn’t concern myself much figuring anything that was felt was a reflection of them not me. After the reading, however, concern became all consuming. And my brain began to ponder, what are they plotting? How could they hurt me? And most importantly, what did I do to them??
And then signs started popping up that perhaps these individuals were of concern and that they were sending, intentionally or not, negative energy my way.
The first sign came the week I got back. My husband was making idle conversation with an acquaintance of ours during which, the man, whom we didn’t know our acquaintance knew, popped up in conversation. Out of the blue! Odd!!
Also out of the blue, my mother emails me to discuss one of the woman I identified. She asked if she was giving me a hard time or affecting me in any way. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I gave her the low-down. And of course, because my mom is a little psychic, I took this as another sign.
Then there was all the unlucky occurrences that began to surround me. I smashed BOTH my work laptops. My cell phone case chipped. The one time I took my tarot cards and timer out of my office, I forgot them at home. That same day, I stopped for tea at the local Tim Hortons. Not only did I get the wrong drink, but it spilled on me THREE times. The examples go on and on.
The more the instances continued, the more paranoid I got. Any little thing set me off and I was beginning to convince myself that there has bad juju coming my way.
As I spiraled, I finally I stopped myself and took a step back. What was I thinking? And more importantly, what was I allowing.
You see, I don’t really believe that anyone can have an impact on me without me realizing it (which I obviously was). As I tell my students, the only bad juju that affects you is that which you allow. And it obviously wasn’t my guides or Spirit trying to get my attention, because while these were annoyances they weren’t a two-by-four across the head to get me to change direction.
And it all started when I had the reading. The reading brought to the surface an unconscious fear. Once at the surface it manifested itself. For in trying to prevent the negativity from these individuals, I was looking for evidence to support that position. If you look hard enough, you can find anything; and I did, resulting in a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think I’d know better!
Since I have made that realization, a lot of the “bad luck” has stopped. This further supports my hypothesis that I was the culprit all along.
Do I blame the reader? No. She just presented the information, and the individuals she described may very well be sending negative energy my way. But, it’s not what she said, it’s what I did with the information. I allowed it to be a chink in my armor as opposed to using it to strengthen my resolve and protective bubble. You better believe THAT has changed.