If my dreams had come true when I was in my 20s, I wouldn’t be talking to you right now. I’d be doing… that dream that didn’t come true. But sometimes you have to listen to your life. Combine what you “hear” with what you want. And it’s not over until it’s over.
The other day I did an accidental reading. Had two people by the same name (not a common name) in my database and I don’t know how it happened, why I didn’t check it (because lord knows I have a zillion Jennifer’s in the database too and I don’t get them confused) but I wound up looking at the wrong chart.
And the lovely lady wrote me back, alerting me to the situation so I found the right chart and did the reading over.
I also wrote the accidental one to tell her there was a reading available for her (half of one anyway, if she wanted it).
I took away any identifying information and sent the accidental reading to the correct person and she wrote me such a sweet email. This story makes me happy.
So, if you are an astrologer reading this blog post and you make some kind of mistake like this, consider that it was meant to be.
If my dreams had come true all those years ago, I would not be writing this now, talking to you. There is mystery in the world. I don’t pretend to understand it. And I don’t always trust it. But when something like this happens, I feel connected.