A PSYCHIC'S TALE - Danielle Lee
THE SPIRIT GUIDE
DANIELLE LEE
A PSYCHIC'S TALE
Growing up in the realm of psychic phenomena is one of constant confusion and doubt. Years of contemplating and questioning the bombarding paranormal activities and experiences. Feeling and sensing the unknown to a degree that is unheard of by most, a young psychic often feels very alone and obscure by comparison.
I don’t recall the first event that triggered my conscious awareness to the supernatural. It’s been with me literally since I was a small child. The simple knowing and recall of events and ideas that were simply out of my reach was amazing.
Apparently when I was only three years old, I informed my poor mother of my father’s extracurricular activities with another woman. I remember seeing images of him with another woman, even though he was in another town completely when it was happening.
People would refer to me as ‘precocious’ due to the fact that I simply ‘knew’ things that were well out of my realm of understanding as such a young child.
Strangely enough, there was a sudden and temporary period of about ten years where I completely forgot about anything paranormal, I think it was called puberty. My supernatural and psychic awareness simply went to sleep for many years.
I didn’t notice too many paranormal events until we moved up north when I was sixteen. The house we moved into apparently already had an invisible tenant. That’s what seemed to awaken my dormant abilities and thrust me into a psychic world full of intuition, palmistry and ghosts.
There was literally no such thing as psychic readings available in the small northern Canadian town in which I spent the latter of my teenage years and early twenties. I’d never even heard of palm readers or psychic mediums except on television and even then, they didn’t appear to be a real phenomena to me.
One day while visiting the local bookstore, I happened upon a small pocketbook that described in great detail the ins and outs of palmistry. I was intrigued, so I purchased the book and hurried home to read it. It was horribly confusing and intricate at first, so many lines and descriptions to remember, I was a bit overwhelmed. I narrowed down the vast list of palm anomalies to just a few distinct and important lines. Then, I proceeded to find friends and family who would allow themselves to be my palmistry guinea pigs.
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