Hanging up my shingle

Some seeds germinate slowly.

Last summer, the marquee of the McDonald Theatre in Eugene kept catching my eye. James Van Praagh, spirit whisperer, it said. Or something like that.

The kids would be at their Dad’s. I could go. Go, said my intuition. Go!

I put off buying tickets until a week or two before the show. And then they were all sold out.

Look on craigslist said one of the voices in my head. Hey, look, VIP tickets. Sweet.

IMG_20130803_184649As I sat in the blissfully air-conditioned auditorium (after standing in line for a really long time for a quick meet-n-greet, during which James and I talked about the weather in England of all things) something woke up within me. He talked about mediumship and connecting with Spirit, why we do it, how we can. And the small voice inside of me said, Yes. Yes. Remember this, Joanna?

I remember, I thought back to myself. But I don’t really do this anymore. I haven’t heard of any mediumship circles in Eugene. The rest of that story is essentially told in this story: Plugging back in. The short version is that I listened to my inner voice and started a mediumship development circle which is now meeting twice a month (1st and 3rd Mondays, 7-9 p.m., join us!).

So that took a while to develop and come to fruition. But it did. I’m not sure that I have any real idea what I’m doing, but people keep coming back, so…

Now available to talk to dead people!

Here’s another thing that’s new and somewhat slowly moving: enough people asked me if I do private readings that I’m now offering them. And, since I need to let people know what I’m doing in order for them to find me, I’ve set up a website and a Facebook page.

I confess I’m feeling my way forward here, relying on Spirit to shine its light on my path. Gallery readings, platform mediumship in church, development circles — those I’ve done. Teaching mediumship? Private readings? Well, I like learning new things.

Plus, if I’m teaching other people to feed their intuition by following it and listening to the still voice inside…I might want to do the same thing myself. And honestly, every time I’ve trusted my inner self, even if it meant going out on a limb, it’s worked out really well. As much as I feel like I’m flailing around sometimes, I’m in a really good place in my life. I’m so grateful.