Last week, I attended a meditation session at a holistic centre in Singapore run by a lady who channels a particular ancient Egyptian god. She asked me, ‘Do you know that you’re a natural born psychic?’
Squirming in my chair, I answered with a timid ‘Yes, I guess…’
I have never been comfortable with the term ‘psychic’ because of all its negative connotations. It’s often associated with charlatans, conmen, people disconnected from reality, stereotypical gypsies with crystal balls. This is why I have always preferred alternative terms like ‘intuitive’, in an effort to distance myself from such practitioners.
But after being put on the spot during the meditation session, I decided I needed to question this discomfort. I have, after all, been sitting in a window with a glowing red ‘psychic’ sign on it at Employees Only for a year and a half. If that wasn’t a sign (pun intended!) that I should accept myself as one...
Discussing the issue with a fellow psychic in Singapore, I realised how much I was judging myself and feared being judged as a fake by others. He reassured me of his confidence in my work (‘ did I not have the same confidence’, I wondered), and suggested I check out the etymology of the term:
pertaining to the human soul" (earlier psychical, 1640s), from Greek psykhikos "of the soul, spirit, or mind"
Indeed, nothing to be ashamed of. Being a psychic simply meant that I had a connection to my soul, spirit, and mind. Through the Akashic Records, I began to work of releasing judgement of myself and my fear of being judged by others. I also reasoned that as a practitioner who makes an effort to maintain a healthy lifestyle and sound emotional and mental state in order to serve as a clear channel for clients, and who has honed my skills through practice and learned to develop trust in myself, I should indeed have more confidence in my abilities than I had.
Admittedly, I am still not entirely comfortable calling myself a ‘psychic’ but the term no longer makes me squirm! Progress!
