Never Give Up… Someday


I sell wands at various metaphysical fairs on the East Coast, bringing extra magic into people’s lives. There is one person in particular who has helped spread the word of Blue Aventurine’s wands up and down the coast and her name is Jess Steinman. Not only do I have a privilege of calling her a best friend, Jess’s mediumship gift is impressive along with her dazzling teaching techniques igniting the psychic in all of us. My most recent outdoor venture was at Hilltown Holistic Center in Greenfield MA, which of course was suggested by Jess.

As the day passed, I got up from behind my sparkly table to stretch my legs. I complimented a woman on her uniquely patterned blue and grey dress. After, “Thank you” she asked me if I was the one who sells wands. “I just had a reading by Jess and she told me to seek you out and ask about a meditation wand.” Trying hard not to freak out, making a strong attempt to remain professional, I bleated out, “I have it for you!” Her wand had been patiently waiting about 7 years for her and was among my wears of the day.


Her Meditation Wand was titled just that and was one of the first wands I made for retail and the wand had gone on consignment as well as being packed up and displayed at various craft fairs over the years. I was ecstatic to finally match up the right person to wield this magnificent wand. The story of the Meditation Wand can continue for 3 more pages but the point I wanted to make is how the power behind wands is one to be marveled at. It’s been several weeks now since the event and I still am getting wowed from how all the pieces came together to unite these two. The best takeaway from the story is to listen to your intuition, don’t second guess the impulses when nudged to push yourself for the greater good of us all.

Yes, I See You: A Continuation

Now that it (best word to use at the moment) had my attention I needed to take some type of action in order for it not to affect me or come home with me. What was missing from the house clearing was the owners permission… I don’t like to do metaphysical things without getting consent first. My general default is, if it’s an emergency it is OK to continue, regardless. This situation was close enough to flashing red lights and since I knew the owners of the house I was more comfortable with preceding. Also I planned to tell the homeowner (3rd part to the story) about what I was experiencing and did, making the ordeal more acceptable to my conduct code rules.

I’ve learned over the years when dealing with the unseen world, you have to be smarter than what you are dealing with. One of my sources for advice is the color series, Andrew Lang’s Fairy Books and tend to reflect on the tales for assistance. I believe there are reasons myths, lore and rituals have stayed in circulation as long as they have. These ancient stories serve as a type of handbook for many things macabre or otherwise. Using my learned knowledge in conjunction with experiences, was what I was drawing from at this point. The entity was acting in a way to be disruptive, making sure I knew it was around (which is kind of like looking to pick a fight) coupled with presenting itself to my mind’s eye as a cute adult Jim Henson creation. This mixture developed quickly into a situation needing to be addressed presently and not dismissed for another time. Another “red light” was I had 2 more hours left in the cleaning job and I was not going to share the space any longer with this thing.

I began setting the intention for all that is unbeneficial to leave (typical in house clearing practices) and quickly realized I needed to call on another person for help. I believe it is very important to listen to your gut’s instinct while conducting energy work and wasn’t going to brush this feeling off. I left a message on my allies Facebook page as a heads up instead of physically calling, it was early and I didn’t want to bother her. Any type of communication is good, it all depends on the level of support desired, the FB wall post was good enough. There is something called a higher self and that connection was made quickly between us but I wanted to make sure her physical self knew of the task at hand for good balance. A few minutes later she replied on FB. Since I knew she was awake, I physically called her… I needed more support than I thought a moment ago. “Trust your gut and listen to those inner voices” is the pep cheer I was not ignoring. The phone call would make the bond stronger, power in numbers you know plus the camaraderie would help me be more courageous.


We talked on the phone for about 20 minutes. A few minutes was on house clearing, confirming what I was picking up on and her* concurring with the remaining minutes being typical women chatting on the phone. Yep, feather dusting, talking and ushering out bad juju was all done during that time. Multi tasking is a favorite past time of mine, ha. Energy work does not need to be all arm waving and long elaborate theatrical productions. In other words, not giving anymore attention to it but continuing with a mental removal for the house is fine. There were two of us, aware that it needed to “go to the light and leave” was understood plus we have been doing this type of stuff for years, simple enough. We ended our conversation, said goodbye and I finished dusting the first floor while continuing with some extra mental house clearing. I wanted to make sure I covered the bases and didn’t miss anything.

Now to finish my job, what I was called over to accomplish. Grabbed my cleaning basked and headed up to the second floor. As I was climbing the stairwell the uneasy feeling started again. “You have got to be kidding me!” I said out loud… well maybe that wasn’t a direct quote but close enough, ha! Making sure of what I was picking up with my psychic senses, I spent about 10 minutes (while physically cleaning) double checking things and tapping deeper into what I was contending with. I realized we had removed the gate keeper, not very comforting regarding how big this thing was. There were two crystal clear choices before me, either leave (not exactly the Amityville GET OUT! but a distant cousin) or cure the situation, now. This explained why I got the internal “green light” from the get-go to treat the day with an emergency waver stamped approved. A word to the wise, don’t ignore your instincts in many situations. You are smart enough to tap in and listen to advice coming from a higher loving source, don’t let it get to a third and fourth whisper, act sooner than later.

Remember how I just got through writing about stereotypical theatrics? Well, that’s the next mandatory level. I’m much more comfortable doing house clearings solo because I never know what I’m going to be guided to do. I was hoping to bypass the arm waving but to be honest, it is necessary to become animated for a stronger affect based on the set intention. I attempt to dispel the Hollywood stereotypical depiction of ghost busting and anything that paints healing abilities in a negative, uneducated way. Practice is the key for just about anything actually, the more you do, the better you become and more prepared for different situations. Remember how I mentioned folk lore? Well, that stuff isn’t as untrue as one might expect. A cloak will help protect the individual from negativity, a tool to direct or assist in the task and voice, spells if you will. These are my three main have to haves when conducting (think for a moment what makes up a an orchestra’s performance magnificent). Since I set out to do something totally different from why I had to do now. I needed to create an altered reality, use my imagination like I did when I was a child.


I knew when the time was right (because of listening to my gut) dropped what I was doing and gravitated to a place on the second floor that was perfect for the clearing. I went over with a smirk because it happened to be the house’s balcony. As I walked to my mark, I pretended I was emerging from my dressing room and cloaked myself with a majestic cape made from the finest material, bedazzled in all the right places. I needed to “Elvis” the situation because it was a go grand or go home situation. The ritual of calling on all of those who are of light and love, my guardians, saints, ascended masters, guardian angels, ancestors and asking for assistance was underway. A few more steps and it was show time, focused concentration and energetically opening up in a way to ensure the proper script to come through. For me, it’s very much like a lecture of sorts. I’m carful to make eye contact with everyone, speak in a clear strong voice and believe in the message being presented. No, I don’t recall what I said for the five minutes for several reasons but it was similar to, “Hello and welcome, thank you for joining me today. We are here to move out what is unbeneficial so the homeowners can dwell  with relaxation and happiness. I command those that are not of love to go into the light to find peace, a peace to bring joy to you so the homeowners can live their lives without disturbances.” I tend to repeat the original sentiments in various ways depending on what is noticed psychically adding in some physical gestures for good measure. The closing happens with blessings along with hugs and kisses to those who helped. This is my favorite part because the feeling of love is overwhelming for me, such a pleasure and honor on my part. I am forever in awe and grateful for this sensation.

*A cat named “K” was another party involved in the concurring for the continuation for ghost-busting. Yes, only initials for now, I’ll add a link once my friend starts her blog on WP with her furry daughter. They are a dynamic duo for sure!