by Cathy Anderson Corn
For several seasons now, my husband Alan and I have watched the NBC series "Medium." We enjoy the supernatural and the Dubois family pictured in the show (the lovely Patricia Arquette, Jake Weber, and the three blond TV daughters they raise). Yes, it depicts violence, murder, and dead bodies, but that's balanced by family love and a dash of humor.
For some reason, Allison Dubois, the psychic, receives her extrasensory information via dreams. She wakes up breathless and rattled from the latest brutal killing or clue in her sleep. She rarely receives impressions in any other way. This works on TV, but real psychics don't operate like that. Real psychics do readings with clients, see symbols, smell or hear things that aren't there, get impressions from touching items, and so on. Maybe it's cheaper to film the show using dreams, or maybe the writers don't really believe in mediums or they're lazy.
Besides this, the real Allison Dubois, upon whom the series was based, has done over 1200 readings in addition to working in a district attorney's office (like the TV Allison until this season), and has worked as a research psychic (scientific testing of psychic powers). Perhaps the inaccurate TV depiction of a medium has more to do with an individual reading--very dramatic for the person being read, but not that exciting for anyone else.
My first reading followed a chaotic period of my life when the man I was dating became critically ill, was admitted to the hospital and lost consciousness. His mother and sister, who didn't know me, accused me of being a "tramp," had me evicted from the hospital, seized his car and dog, and changed the locks on his apartment. The nurses called me about a week later and sneaked me into his room to see him the night before he died. The entire saga screams "soap opera," but it really happened. I felt a little confused after all that. I went to a psychic.
The psychic reassured me and helped me make sense of the ridiculous, and I've gotten readings ever since then. The whole process fascinates me.
In fact, last Sunday Alan and I attended the Spirit Fair at the Rex Theater sponsored by the Open Mind Bookstore and Journeys of Life. Lately, I've noticed the readings usually emphasize something I've already been considering. The information propels me forward in a direction I've already determined.
Paul Meidinger, my reader, first gave me information about my healing work that verified my thoughts. Then, he said I'm becoming a character, like some people in those old black and white photos who stand out.
I take that as a compliment. In my former life as Miss Goody Two Shoes, RN married to a minister, I strove to be sweet and caring and helpful, nearly perfect in every way.
BORING. Who wants to be that kind of protagonist, let alone read about her? It's those imperfections and well-developed personalities that set our characters apart.
I asked Paul about getting my latest work, Once in a Blue Moon, published. He said it will be published, but I need to put more time into marketing and submit to a wider market.
Put more time in? Hey I already knew that. I must be psychic or something.
How about you? Have you any experiences with psychic readers, or even psychic experiences? Does the whole idea turn you off? Do you think it's a scam? What's your take on "Medium?"
Have a wonderful Easter holiday and pass the jellybeans, please.