Adventures with psychics

I am undecided on psychics.

I have seen a few over the years; the first few times were just for a laugh (Kay dragged me along as she really believed in it) but the last time, I went looking for answers...

They all seem to follow the same pattern; they read me very well but then I can read people fairly well myself so maybe nothing special there...

Highlights include... intelligent, not suited to office work, prefer older men, artistic... You get the idea.

When I saw one in LA, she said I would make a big decision towards the middle of the year that would affect my life for many years to come. That June, I committed to going back to university to retrain as a forensic psychologist.

They all say the same thing in the end, though... My spirit guide is trying to contact me to lift me out of the darkness.

The last reading I had was interesting (as I said, I went looking for answers that I did not get). She said that my spirit guide was showing her a big pile of books and telling me to leave them alone and get back to nature. As it happens, I submitted the final report for my MSc yesterday and I just have one more exam next month and then I am finished. This one also kept going on about how I was so close to nature when I was younger (me and my old dog Dino were obsessive walkers...).

Psychics have told me to keep writing, that I have a lot to tell the next generation.

But then they said my spirit guide would send me a sign of two feathers, brown in colour. I have had this said by all the psychics I have seen. I live in the country and the neighbours keep chickens so I was never really hopeful of something profound happening...

Then I decided to make a collage picture of some of my old Cozy Powell articles (I have a few duplicates). I was sorting through yesterday when I found this one -

It is a piece Cozy wrote for RAW after he left Gary Moore's band. I gave it a little read through (he was an intelligent man who perhaps sometimes hid it for the sake of his image). Then I noticed this -
Yup. A brown feather. HA! I thought... If only there were two...

I worked through the article pile a little more and then found this -

Two brown feathers.

The answers I was looking for? Ever since that bastard screwed me over, I have doubted my writing skills. I was also worried what Cozy (a very private man) would have thought of me writing his biography. I needed to know I was doing the right thing by committing to this project.

Now I am not for a second saying that Cozy is my spirit guide but I am very fragile whenever I try to work on his story so maybe my guide is trying to show that I can actually get through it...

Or maybe, as Alex over at Seven Trousers says, it's all bollocks that should be confined to the circus with the other freaks.