Has anyone had psychic readings done by more than one psychic around the same time and then compared what both told you to see how reliable their psychic readings were?
i've known lots of peeps that would consult with several different psychics in the same day and see what info is constant between them all, sort of like going to a different doctor for a second opinion - psychic fairs are a good place to experiment with this as each psychic can tune into different aspects of the individual, some of the information will vary, but there will usually be a constant underlying theme that runs through all the readings
one time in missoula i met three psychics on the street . the first to approach me was a Crow shaman . he asked if i wanted to know how long in this life i would live . ok , i replied . he says , into your nineties . later on comes this angel psychic and asks me the same question . sure , i say . 95 years is the answer . that evening the third psychic talks to me as we meet eye-to-eye in a Higgins Avenue cross-walk . he's just a college kid , same question tho . he says i will get to age 130 . with a big grin i say i'll take that one . ha !
Motion, if the experiment is to discredit your psychic, you don't have to look too far to find two that differ. There are a few 'fake' psychics in my town charging a little here and there to read cards or palms for them... not to discredit the methods but rather the psychics. Otherwise, I think that those with a real ability may differ in their readings, but the strongest aspects of what they tell you will be the same or similar.
Well the only way to know that would be to go to more than one real psychic with the same questions or problems. Then compare notes. Specificlly I think going to more than one psychic with "what happen to..." or "what should I expect..." type questions would be the best for comparisons because either they are going to tell you the exact or similar things or they're not.
I'm in no way trying to put you off psychics, but there was a PBS special on NOVA a few years back which featured The Amazing Randi in Russia. He challenged supposedly the two greatest psychics in the world by handing them 'the picture above' and having them give a reading. The person pictured above is the Notorious Serial Killer Ted Bundy. Their reading was, lets just say slightly off :H If they had an once of psychic ability they would have known he was a criminal, and or at least dead (because he was executed years earlier) Hotwater
the knowing requires a context , a focus , a need , a purpose . when the integrity of any of these is diminished , the knowing fails .
So Tikoo, you're, like, saying that it's kind of provided for reasons other than to create positive results in double-blind placebo trials? Like, ummm, maybe there's some kind of conscious force behind the material universe that allocates the energy for specific reasons? Hmmm, I might need to dismantle my altar to science and burn my biochemistry degree. Still, I would have expected people with strong psychic ability to maybe get an inkling in a case like this. Interesting. And I will say that I have been to a few "psychics" who were clueless, and one in particular did her reading with her hand in my pocket gripping my money--figuratively, of course. On the other hand, I've been read by psychics who were dead-on, eerily in tune with me. As Tikoo points out, the person and the times required it, for whatever reason.
Something else must be said: The most profoundly psychic people I've ever met weren't in the business of doing readings, and they weren't touting their skills AT ALL. As my personal angel once told me out loud, "I'm just an ordinary human being."
i spose money is one thing that can diminish an integrity of purpose . the receiver might be expecting an answer to the million dollar question - and the giver reluctant to admit something can be unknowable . zengizmo ... command a bird to sing its heartsong ? more likely , a scientist with the most tender loving ways could have more success in understanding the nature of psy .
Tikoo my friend, I know that you see more than most. I see so many answers to your comment, it's hard to choose just one, so I'll use all the answers that enter my so-called "mind". Answer One: Just as it's fruitless to command the bird to sing, so it is equally fruitless to command the scientist to open his heart. Answer Two: How pure a love is pure enough? Anwer Three: "I am not worthy to enter into the fold because: A. I am too old. B. I am too young. C. I am too spiritually inept. D. I am too unloving. E. I have not learned enough. F. Both C and D. G. Both D and E. H. All of the above." Conclusion: Our inner beliefs create our reality. Anwer Four: What a long, strange trip it's been. How has yours been, old friend? Answer Five: The sum total of love in the universe is not my sole responsibility. I am not, in and of myself, Jesus incarnate. Others share that responsibility with me. Tikoo, you have the gift of poetry: The ability to say a great deal in very few words.
How pure a love is pure enough? j ffff .... i find it easier for me to play with the idea of pure music . it has an art and power , the form is created moment by moment , in these moments good choices are made , by will it does not dictate a reality for the hearer . play well with love ?
Play well. In a duo...or trio, quartet...but what of the one with tender fingers, whose fretboard fingerings bring pain to fingers and to the ears of others?
how do you become a leprechan ? well , first you become a unicorn , and the thing you know about unicorns is they exist yet cannot be seen - or rather in this case .. heard . we love when we play
"All day long there is speaking, yet no word is ever spoken." -Zen saying Playing means living completely in the moment--no past, no future. Am I following?
. yaya , like a good psychic who wants to really help you is honest unto the moment , the one you are sharing . it's a simple kind of love . occasionally i'll encounter a mind-reader who presents me with a bit of my thought that i think is absurdly irrelevant and was just as absurdly stupid when i first thought it then forgot it .
I used to encounter mind-readers like that a lot--I'd pass them on the street and hear some snatch of conversation about some bit of shit that had been in my mind at the moment. I don't know if they were just reading random people's thoughts for sport or trying to clue me in. I suppose it could be considered love, if cluing me in was what they were after. That kind of stuff mostly stopped after I made friends with some mind-readers and started having mental conversations. Lots of times my current mental companion repeated out loud things I had told her mentally, but she never really told me anything that I didn't already know. Well, I take that back--lots of times in my mind she's let slip what she knows about some situation I'm concerned about, to ease my worries. Lots of times I don't believe her, and it turns out she was right. That definitely feels like love. The only psychic I've ever talked to who does it for money and told me something that cut to the core of my issues was the author, Sonia Choquette. I asked her if I had to give up everything to achieve my heart's desire, and she said, "You're holding onto your wounds." She definitely had my number.
"You're holding onto your wounds." that's a curious sort of metaphor . i mean , it's not the sort of language context i'd receive and respond to . in same way , i'd not be able to make much of references to , say , past-life-experience for example . i'd have to translate the meaning into more my own language and that can be hard work in itself if not impossible . psy work is essentially poetic . hmm . puzzled .
I understood exactly what she was telling me, no problem. She also told me she would send me love. I remembered this a couple weeks later, and wondered if she had done that, and if I had missed it. I wondered if I would notice if she did send me love, or if it was just a kind thought. At that moment I was suddenly filled with the most exquisite feeling of cherishing I have ever felt. It's impossible to describe, but I have never felt more thoroughly and completely loved. It lasted for almost half a minute, then slowly faded. It brought tears to my eyes, and mentally I said, "Thank you." So I guess she meant what she said.
