So, why should you hire me?

I don’t know, why should you?

Because reasons.

  • Not because I was the first reader you came across. (maybe I was, still not a good reason)
  • Not because I have “ABC” certifications and have taken “XYZ” classes. (it’s just paper unless you use it)
  • Not because I’ve been talking to the dead since I was 2. (OK, maybe not 2… but I did grow up in a haunted house, and have been seeing spirits and hearing animals for as long as I can remember )
  • Not because I allege some sort of “hereditary” virtue or special connection to the great beyond. (all I know is it comes from my father’s side)
  • Not because I claim to be “internationally known” or “world renowned” or some other grandiose crap. (a Facebook friend from Canada doesn’t count, dangit)

Because experience.

I’ve been restairsading cards for the general public (not just friends [2000]) since 2009, and have been honored to be included in Shea’s Theater’s Martini Gras for 3 years, and Lily Dale’s Funfest for 4 years. I’ve done hundreds of private readings, dozens of fairs, festivals and expos, and a buttload of parties. Recently I’ve been convinced to start doing gallery mediumship, just to expand my mind and experience, even though it’s not my specialty.

I have been using hands on healing (Angels of the Earth) for about 17 years and attained my Usui Reiki Master Degree in January of 2009. I offer Reiki to both animals and people, and I teach Reiki.

I was Ordained in the Order of Melchizedek by the Sanctuary of the Beloved Church in June of 2013.

I also offer card reading and pendulum dowsing classes.

… And I design kitchens freelance.

Because I’ve been there.

I’ve struggled with the 9-5, working for “Big Corporate” for years, then having my highly skilled position outsourced to a call center (no joke); with having a position I loved more than almost anything in the world, that I didn’t get paid for, and having the people I loved there turn their backs on me for trying to protect their interests; and that one new boss who was terrified that I was going to curse him or some other such bull (I don’t do that, and I don’t believe in it) and buried me in lies and slander to get me fired.

And done that.

I’ve had my share of shitty boyfriends, from the one who was secretly married (but separated) for the 6 years we were together; to the one who was a closet alcoholic and couldn’t leave the house without having a cocktail first; to the one who finally admitted that he was polyamorous after 5 years. (I have no problem with alternative lifestyles, people should be free to love who they love. However, people also need to be completely upfront about who they are and what they expect out of a relationship. Full Disclosure before you get into a relationship, of WHATEVER kind.)

Bought the T-Shirt.

Seven years ago, within a matter of 4 months I had to leave our homestead and subsequently moved four times, often not knowing where I was going to sleep. I seriously considered the unbelievably gut wrenching decision to rehome my furkids. We never felt safe; I was in constant fear of having them put out. Since I was in fear of the landlord or his son coming into the apartment, which they did everyday when I was at work, I never slept there. At the last minute before becoming officially homeless, things fell together thanks to a few very close friends, my cats stayed with me.

And wore it out.

Now I work for myself, reading, healing, teaching, making jewelry. I have an amazing man in my life, we’re going on 5 years this August, and we’re looking into buying a home – with the fur kids.

Hire me because we vibe.

If you’ve gotten this far, we pjune 22 13robably will.

Have a question? I’m an open book. Aside from actually writing a fairly boring autobiography, that’s the best way for you to get to know me.

Shoot me an email anytime. Facebook me. Whatever floats your boat. I’m here for you.

Shoot for the Moon!


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