Love makes the world go round and comedians makes us laugh. “You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.”—Robin Williams.
I loved Robin Williams, how about you? He’s right, we are only given a little spark of madness. If you pass it by or lose it, your train has come and gone. I’m so grateful he shared his gifts with the world. Though he has passed, I’m absolutely sure he would want all of us not to lose or waste our spark. I found mine.
I’m old enough to say I’ve experienced so many wonderful and horrible things in my life, including the onset of menopause. (Ladies, you understand this one.) I’ve felt loss so deep that I couldn’t catch my breath and didn’t know which end was up. I’ve also been blessed to feel joy beyond my most pressing prayers. I can’t say I know it all because I don’t but I can say I’m over the moon blessed for these gifts that God gave me and I use them to not only offer honest readings, whether it be your love life or bringing forth a deceased relative but to bring you closure, answers and laughter.
Grief and heartache take the wind out of your sails. It’s awful, I know. Life is filled with uncertainty and you can be certain more will come. If I don’t laugh, I’ll cry. I’m an excellent crier. I can dehydrate myself in under two minutes or less. If I was paid for each tear shed, I’d be loaded.
When meeting people and hearing their relatives or friends come through with stories of when they were with them, I often hear humorous tales that only the other party would know. This is where it eases our broken hearts. If any one of you could be in my head during these moments you would need a quick trip to the restroom.
My grandmother is a prime example. She was one of the most obnoxious people I ever knew but I loved her dearly. You had to understand this was just her way when she’d put the heat on in the car while smoking a cigarette driving in the Florida sun choking herself and you. She was notorious for putting holes on the dashboard, even on my son’s high chair.
I wanted to smack her but we all couldn’t help but laugh. Don’t worry the car didn’t blow up and my son turned out just fine. I kept her bad habits away from my kids. She was full of piss and vinegar and just like her son, my father, you either loved her or hated her. It’s that warped Italian personality that was so far out there you never knew what to expect but you always knew to expect something. Her passing was nothing short of heartbreaking. I hated to see her go.
I wont burn your car or family members but I will give you straight answers and bring forth whomever needs to relay messages to you. I’m not here to give you a song and dance. No one needs a story when they need the truth. I’m an Empath so I will feel what you and those you care about feel. However, I’m comical most times. So, expect to laugh through your tears. I’ll cry with you but I’ll also laugh with you too.
Now, you know why I’ve branded myself as the comical psychic and medium.
I have to give all the credit to my endearing but warped family. Escpically my father whom I’m crazy about, (My mother is certain to not approve of this but in fairness she’s just as warped.)
I’m always booking private phone and in person sessions as well as open forums where you’ll be able to buy advanced seating. Private parties are also available.
With love and laughter,