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after the same show I wanted. Witchcraft is not my profession, although it is rapidly becoming
something like that. I am me, and I have nothing in common with any other witch. If I were not a
witch, I'd probably be singing or dancing or doing anything I could to get in front of an audience. It
just so happens that I'm a witch.
Many witches on the lunatic or fake fringe advocate doing their stuff very hush-hush, but I don't have
the kind of personality to do things secretly. I know some women who practice witchcraft, keep quiet
about it, and worry that they might someday surprise their husbands. I don't keep quiet about
anything, not even about being a witch. I'm not quiet about my political or religious views so I'm not
likely to be quiet about that. Most witches I know make no bones about it, and everybody knows what
they are.
When I was a teenager I worked at fortune-reading parties. They were like the Tupperware parties of
today. One woman would invite ten or fifteen others who would pay for their reading, and the hostess
would get her fortune told free. One day a woman came through the door of the kitchen, where I was
doing these readings one at a time. The minute she walked through the door I looked at her and
became so sad that I could not stop crying.
Tears just poured out of me. She sat down at the table with me, and I was terribly embarrassed. I said,
"I'm awfully sorry, but I feel so overwhelmed with sadness that I don't know what's wrong with me."
She said, "That's right; you've got it right," and that was my reading for her. She sat there crying, and I
sat there crying with her. I never said another word, and after a half hour she got up and went into the
other room and told everybody I was marvellous.
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I felt such an immediate rapport with her that her whole life had hit me, and I was so overcome that
there was nothing to say. Later I heard that she had had many ghastly things happen to her; she had a
horrible life. I had never seen her before, but somehow I could feel it. I could not have told her the
specific things that happened to her, but I was drowning in sorrow. I've always been very good at
getting this type of psychic impression - something emotional that concerns the person I am in contact
with. But it doesn't always work.
I remember another woman who came to me, and I threw the cards out for a reading. Suddenly I
became immobilized and did not want to give her a reading. She demanded, "Well, aren't you going to
tell me anything?" I said no; I just told her I didn't feel like it. She got up and left and just then I did
get an impression: I visualized her grabbing somebody by the throat and choking him to death. I gave
several other readings that night.
The party was soon over and forgotten, but about a week later the hostess called me and said I
certainly had disturbed the woman I had refused. The hostess said, "She said if she ever sees you
again, she'll choke you to death." I have never lied in a reading. I have never made up or changed
things I felt. But I have many times refused a reading, and I don't care how people react; I just don't
believe that some things should be brought up, and maybe encouraged to happen. I feel that we're not
really sure what takes place between two people in a situation like that.
We know that there is an exchange of ideas and thoughts, but if I'm picking up something from you,
I'm not really sure it's a thing that you have in your subconscious that you want to do or plan to do.
Maybe you feel consciously you shouldn't do it, and maybe there's every good reason why you
shouldn't; maybe it's something you will never do, but have strong feelings about. Sometimes I pick
things up that really are going to happen that nobody knows about, but there's really no way to
distinguish what it is that is received mentally.
So it must be considered just an intriguing experiment in telepathy to tell someone what they're
thinking and feeling, but just because I tell you what you are thinking and feeling doesn't mean that
you should race out and do it. That's a problem a witch runs into all the time.
One woman called, and I immediately felt very strongly that there was something that would take her
back east. She asked me, "Should I go east?" I said, "Are you in a position at this time to go back
east?" She said she was. I said, "Do you have enough money to do this?" Again she replied
affirmatively. I asked, "Do you have any ties here to keep you from going back east?" She said she did
not. I asked, "Do you want to do it?" She said yes, she did. I told her, "Well, if you want to do it, and
you have no ties here to keep you from doing it, and you can afford to do it, do it." She said, "Should
I?" I said, "Yes." She said, "God bless you!"
Actually I told her nothing she did not know or feel, just cleared up what was in her mind, what she
felt. That's not giving advice, to point out what she desired. She was very thankful, but I didn't send
her east: She wanted to go. I'm in favour of people doing what they want to do when they can do it.
A witch constantly gets impressions of a telepathic nature. When I was driving home, recently, I was
very depressed about a dress that a seamstress had just turned out for me. It looked very ordinary, and
what's the sense of getting a dress made if it's going to look like any dress you can buy off the rack in
a store? On the way home I was thinking that I should find somebody who is a competent seamstress
but who has no need to be a designer; that way I could design my own clothes without having to sew
them.
Finding somebody who only wanted to sew was the problem. It was about 6 p.m., and while driving
on the freeway this thought was very strong. I decided to call my sister, who lives in another town,
and maybe there find someone. So I called her at 9 p.m. and asked if she knew a seamstress. She said
she would call a friend the next morning and then call me back. Instead, my sister called to say that
the seamstress had called her!
Now, that's understandable. I had talked to my sister, and we had put a thought out together between
.
the two of us. The woman was probably contacted telepathically and called because she thought my
sister wanted her for something. However, the woman said she hadn't started to think about my sister
at 9 p.m. Rather, she had started to think about her at 6 p.m. She heard my sister's voice call her at that
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