I rose the next morning with Robert on my mind;
wondering how the rest of his night went.
He had already left by that time, so I ate my breakfast
alone. A few days ago I would have been
happy that he was gone, but after the heartbreaking blow he received last
night, I was a little worried.
There was nothing I could do, even if he was here, so I
decided to get ready to check in at the fortune teller caravan.
I continued going through all of the morning rituals of
a mortal; still feeling absolutely nothing in the shower.
Recalling what Doreen told me the last time I was there,
I hoped that I would make a good medium.
Even though at the moment, I had no idea how to contact other spirits.
As I entered the caravan, another of my grandmother’s
favorite sayings popped into my head…”Sometimes you have to walk on
faith.” I decided to trust that I would
be able to do what Doreen suggested that I could.
“Boy am I glad to see you!” Doreen said as soon as I entered. “I hoped
that you had not crossed over yet. I
need you today.”
Still not used to terms like ‘ crossing over’, I quietly
thought about that statement and listened as she continued
talking.
“We have an important appointment today…” she began sitting down next to a
large crystal ball.
She waved her hands in large circles until the ball lit
up. “I received a call from a distraught
mother. Apparently her daughter died
mysteriously and she needs me to contact her daughter’s spirit to find out how
she passed.”
I sat down in the chair across from Doreen and watched
her glaze into the ball. “This is where
you come in,” she said, her eyes never leaving the ball.
“Gazing into the ball when I first got here this
morning, I discovered that the daughter is what is considered a lost
spirit. I cannot locate her. She is stuck somewhere in the spiritual realm
and I need you to go and get her.”
I finally broke my silence, “Spiritual realm? Doreen…I don’t know anything
about that!”
“Maybe not, but when the mother gets here, I’ll call on
nearby spirits, that would be you…to visit the spiritual realm and then I will
recite a spell-”
“But I don’t know how to get there!” I interrupted, not hiding the uncertainty
in my voice.
“But my dear, you already are there…well sorta. You’re a spirit that is straddling the line
between the living world and the spiritual.
You are in both places at once.”
Doreen suddenly appeared very excited. “Do you know what this means? This opens us up to a whole new clientele!”
She said clapping her hands.
I was not so excited…and Doreen picked up on that. “What’s wrong?” She asked as if it was odd for me to be
hesitant. Before
I could answer, she continued explaining, “You can go back and forth between
the two realms. Today, I will need you
to go for the first time.”
“That’s just it Doreen…I don’t know how to go!”
I continued, “And if I’m straddling the line, how come
I’ve never been there?”
“Because you don’t sleep. We are all
closest to the spiritual realm when we sleep and even closer during a full
moon. Also, until now…you weren’t aware
of it. I will send you there today. Once you’ve been there, you’ll be able to
come and go as you wish.”
I still had questions, but it was too late. Our client had arrived.
“Good morning Ms. Healy,” Doreen said in greeting. “Just have a seat and I’ll be right with
you.”
Marsha Healy sat in the empty chair across from Doreen
and I.
“Can you remind me of what brings you here today?” Doreen asked.
Doreen and I listened closely as Marsha explained.
“As I said on the phone…it’s my daughter
Desirae. She was found
dead about a month ago. She appeared to
have been bitten by something and the police wrote it off as some sort of
animal bite… I’m not convinced.”
“Well, I’m here to get to the bottom of it. Please have a seat ma’am.” Doreen said pointing out the chair that I was
currently sitting in.
Marsha stood up and began walking over as she finished her explanation, “Her
wounds were not like any animal bite that I have seen. I think that there’s something much more
sinister behind her death.”
I hurried out of the chair as Marsha sat down. “I just…I just need answers and I saw on a TV
show that psychics can sometimes serve as mediums. Can you contact her?”
I was just about to say, ‘no’, although I am sure that
Marsha would not have heard me. She did
not even seem aware that I was even there.
But Doreen spoke up before I could even open my mouth to respond. “Yes, yes…of course,” came her confident
voice. I could tell that she had no
doubt. I prayed that she was right.
“Let us begin,” she said, once again placing her hands
on the crystal ball. Marsha leaned in
closer trying to see whatever it was that Doreen saw.
Doreen’s voice took on a creepy, rapid whisper as she
chanted a few words in what sounded like a foreign language.
Finally she was speaking in English again, ”If there are
any spirits amongst us, I call on you to enter the spiritual realm and locate
this lost soul.” She said into the crystal ball. “What is your daughter’s name?” Doreen asked
Marsha.
“Uh, Desirae…Desirae Healy,” Marsha said into the crystal ball as if to help
it locate her daughter.
Doreen continued, “Spirits, I ask for your help in
bringing back the spirit of Desirae Healy…help her find her way here…back to her loved
one.” The ball lit up, but nothing
happened.
Doreen began to chant once again. I just stood there, wondering what was
supposed to happen. I was sure that what
Doreen was attempting to do would fail.
The ball lost its light, and I was ready to give
up. Suddenly, I felt a strong
pull…
“It’s happening!”
Those were the last words I heard Doreen speak.
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