Spoooooky

The rat bastard was interested in psychics and supernatural phenomena. Someone, heck not just someone, it was his paramour (although I didn't know it at the time) told him about a specific psychic who plies her trade at the annual Renaissance Faire in Waxahatchie, so off we went to the Faire. He had his reading which was taped for later review. He was very close-mouthed regarding what she said and for some odd reason the tape was garbled so we couldn't listen to it.

I guess I would classify myself as a skeptic and a paranoid when it comes to the occult. I'm not sure I believe it in but at the same time I don't think it's a good idea to mess around with it either. I also know there are many, many people who use their so-called psychic abilities to hoodwink the unsuspecting and gullible. With that being said, do I reconcile what was told to me during the one tarot reading I've ever had as coincidence, self-fulfilling prophesy or as a flat out psychic prediction?

*I don't know if it's still going on at this time, but around July of 2007 the rat bastard found out about a monthly psychic fair held in a convention room at a hotel off one of the interstates in Dallas. It might have been an odd choice for a family outing when one weekend we decided to take my daughter and her family along to the fair, although that's neither here nor there. Just before entering the convention room there was a registration table set up with a huge whiteboard behind with the names of the various psychics and readers and a scheduling grid beside each name. You decided what you wanted then picked a person and a time slot that was empty and paid your fee. It seems like it was $15.00 per transaction but I don't recollect, maybe it was just $5.00.

I forget what the rat bastard signed up for but both my daughter and son-in-law had their palms read and my grandson was interested in the pretty rocks (crystals) for sale. I decided to have a tarot reading done. The lady I chose, whose name I think was Eli, looked normal, by that I mean she wasn't dressed in scarves and bells and voluminous skirts. I don't recall many of the specifics of the process except after a general greeting she had me split the cards before she laid them out. The only card I remember being on the table was the hanged man and I believe he was inverted but I'm not sure.

She told me that by the end of the year I would be facing a huge crisis. She saw a strong person helping me through the crisis. She said when she'd drawn the same cards her strong person was, literally, her attorney who helped her through some IRS problems. She said I would be surrounded by and have the support of family and friends and at the end they would all be proud of me and I would come out of it all okay. She had more to say and gave me a time frame for it all, but I've forgotten it all, too.

I thought...well, okay, that was interesting if nothing else, and tucked it away. I couldn't see a looming crisis on the horizon. Everything was going well, we had no money problems and the rat bastard and I were getting along better than we ever had. Little did I know...

In October of that same year things started not adding up. I became suspicious and did a little spying on the rat bastard that turned up some information that could either be benign or could mean exactly what it turned out to be, he was schtupping his secretary. Thus began my crisis.

So, was the reading a genuine prediction? Did it merely make me suspicious enough to keep my eyes open for trouble on a subconscious level? Was it woman's intuition or was the rat bastard careless because he wanted to get caught? Or was it all an ironic coincidence?

Whatever....it's an oddity.

* I checked, it's still there. Dallas Psychic Fair