The Gift of His Presence: a young man’s Christmas story.

Kelly is a natural-born Spirit channel, psychic medium and lightworker based in Singapore. A gifted oracle, she offers Angel and Tarot readings, animal communication sessions, and energy healing services.

“God bless ye, merry gentlemen, let nothing ye dismay.”

This is a Christmas story about a young man who was lost, and his family and loved ones who found healing.

Christopher was twenty-one, a tall and lean young man on the cusp of adulthood. He was an athlete, having represented his college in tennis. He came from a rather well-to-do family. His parents enjoyed a close relationship with him; his girlfriend Prissa adored him, and so did his dog, a huge black Labrador named Toby.

But Christopher had a secret that bore heavily on his broad young shoulders. Since young, he had suffered from depression and bipolar disorder. Only those suffering from mental illnesses, and the ones close to them, can truly understand the daily anguish of living in a constant state of emotional and psychological turmoil.

Due to the stigma of mental illness, Christopher, his family and girlfriend kept his secret to themselves. No one else knew what Christopher went through.

Then Christopher and Prissa had an argument at a Christmas Eve gathering (as people in love inevitably do) and Prissa raised her voice and yelled I think your bipolar is just an excuse for poor self-control, and if you have another relapse I’m not taking care of you, ever.

Whether Prissa meant it at the time, whether she ever meant it or only said it out of frustration – that no longer matters. Christopher took it very, very seriously.

Christopher vanished later that night.

Statistics on depression and suicide indicate that suicide attempts tend to peak during festive occasions. Whether Christopher intended to commit suicide that night is unclear, and isn’t important anyway.

What we do know is that Christopher was shirtless and barefoot, clad only in his jeans and with his ID in his back pocket, when he was knocked down and killed by a speeding car at about 3 am.

After the calls from the police, the identification of the body, the mind-numbing, soul-crushing arrangements for a funeral while others celebrated the birth of Christ, Prissa vaguely remembered a name and a number given to her when she was looking for a Tarot consultant. Fighting the endless tears and the deep brokenness of her spirit, Prissa called.

And asked for the psychic medium.

Not now, Prissa, the voice on the other end of the phone answered. Christopher is currently undergoing a difficult transition into the afterlife, as most suicides and sudden deaths do. He needs space to heal. So do you all. I’ll let you know when it’s time.

About six months later, when the psychic medium arrived at Christopher’s family home for the mediumship session, they were surprised at how young she looked. But once the session began, any doubts they had about her ability melted away. A natural-born Spirit channel and medium, she passed on messages from Christopher’s deceased grandparents and Prissa’s guardian angels; she also conducted some energy healing on Toby, who had been silently grieving the loss of his master and friend.

But Kelly, what about Christopher? Does he have a message for us? Christopher’s mother asked.

I need to apologise to Chris for what I said that night. I’m so sorry, Prissa said, weeping.

I want to know how my son is doing, Christopher’s father muttered sombrely.

Kelly shut her eyes.

She said, softly: He’s around, but his energy is weak. He’s getting used to life in the Spirit realm. He says he loves you all, and he’s sorry too. He’ll be back for Christmas this year.

How will we know? What are the signs? Christopher’s mother asked, the quiet desperation of bereavement straining her low voice.

He’ll do his best to let you know. And you will know.

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“Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright.”

Six months on, and the next Christmas arrived like a thief in the night.

Christopher’s parents and Prissa followed Kelly’s – or rather, Christopher’s – instructions and held a cosy Christmas Eve dinner with some relatives and close friends. Christopher had specifically requested: Don’t coop yourselves up. Celebrate just as we used to. It’s also my first death anniversary, so celebrate my life. Enjoy the festive season with the people you love. I’ll be there with a gift – I promise.

At first, they were nervous, and had no idea why. But after the initial anxiety faded, Christopher’s parents and Prissa began to relax and enjoy themselves. They ate and drank. They shared their fondest memories of Christopher – his sporting talents, his deep laugh, his many lovable quirks. They laughed. They cried. They embraced.

Then at midnight, Toby began to bark at the front door.

Toby was always a quiet dog, smart and affectionate. But there was a joyous quality to Toby’s high-pitched barking and the glad, incessant wagging of his tail, a joy that silenced the party and brought tears to many eyes.

It was how Toby used to greet Christopher when he came home.

Oh my God. Oh my God. Do you smell that? Tell me I’m not going crazy, Prissa suddenly said aloud. Everyone looked at each other in quiet awe. The lights were shining brilliantly, much more brightly than usual – almost blindingly so. And the faint, but unmistakable scent of Christopher’s cologne was wafting through the air.

The fragrance lasted all of ten seconds, and then it was gone. The lights dimmed; Toby calmed down and went to nap in a corner, whimpering softly in his sleep. Christopher’s bereaved loved ones hugged each other and wept: with joy, with relief, with the deep consolation borne of profound grief and love.

Christopher had kept his promise: he had come for the party, bringing his Christmas gift – his presence from the Other Side. And with his return, Christopher brought healing and reassurance to his loved ones that Spirit outlives life itself, and Love is stronger than death.

“O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.”

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Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Seeking to connect with Spirit? Please contact me for a consultation, and I’ll be with you soon:

Tel: +65 8716 9716 (call, text, WhatsApp)
Email: hello@kellylightworker.com
Or click here to submit a Contact Form.

Sometimes things fall apart so they can come together, better.

[Photo by Andre Hunter on Unsplash

Kelly is a psychic medium and channel. She offers Tarot readings, animal communication sessions, energy healings, and other lightwork services. She is based in Singapore.

Melanie’s Spirit team visited me soon after she’d made a booking for a Tarot consultation, using unforgettable images and words to indicate the state she was in.

As a Spirit worker whose strongest senses are clairvoyance (the ability to see in Spirit) and clairaudience (the ability to hear in Spirit), I’d barely pressed Send on my reply to Melanie when I looked up and saw a large carp, frantically flopping and gasping to breathe on my bedroom floor.

From its mouth I heard laboured, fading whispers: Child gone. Falling apart. Help me.

Spirit is sometimes literal, sometimes figurative, and most times a blend of both. When Melanie arrived at the café a couple of days later for her consultation, I relayed to her what I had been told by Spirit about her situation. Melanie nodded grimly, her eyes staring blankly in the distance as she tried to hold back her tears.

“I’m in a very… tough situation now. Like a fish out of water, as you said. Three days ago, my husband told me he was going to file for divorce. Then he took our son overseas. He didn’t tell me where he was going. I haven’t heard from them since. I don’t know what to do.”

Then she broke down and cried.

Melanie and her husband, Dan, were first loves and college sweethearts who married young. Soon after, Melanie was offered a high-paying job in a prestigious industry; in a twist of fate, Dan was diagnosed around the same time with a chronic health condition that made it difficult to find employers willing to take a chance on him.

The young couple decided that Dan would be the househusband and Melanie, the breadwinner. This arrangement worked out well enough and was rewarded three years ago with the birth of Samuel, their only child.

But the strain of an inadequate work-life balance took its toll on Melanie and Dan’s marriage. Melanie was working 14-hour days, 6 days a week. She enjoyed the challenging and dynamic nature of her job, but missed her family. Dan, on the other hand, struggled with the false guilt of not being able to provide for his family “as a man should” (!!!), as well as resentment that he and Samuel were spending very little time with Melanie as a family.

The marriage broke down slowly, beginning with a decline in communication. Melanie and Dan grew used to going for days, then weeks, without speaking to each other. Melanie was late for Samuel’s first birthday party, missed the second, and forgot the third. It was the last incident that finally caused Dan to snap. He packed his bags, texted Melanie about his intention to divorce, then left.

The marriage broke down slowly, beginning with a decline in communication.

“I want to know where they are, if they’re safe, if they’re happier without me, if I can still save this marriage…” Through her tears, Melanie’s choked and husky whispers reminded me of the suffocating carp I’d seen in Spirit earlier.

Spirit’s answer to Melanie was loving and encouraging – exactly what she needed. Melanie pulled out three cards: the Two of Pentacles and Ten of Cups indicated that Dan had taken Samuel back to New Zealand, where his parents lived. On a more sombre note, Judgement indicated lots of hard work ahead if Melanie wanted to stop her family from breaking up.

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Major Arcana XX: Judgement (Morgan Greer version)

The Tarot card Judgement traditionally depicts the dead rising out of their coffins at the sound of the Trumpet, calling all souls to God’s Judgement. Coincidentally, I was using the Morgan Greer version of the Tarot, which portrayed a man, woman and young child arising out of one coffin – a dead family called to Judgement.

In a relationship reading, Judgement indicates that a couple has reached a crossroads and must now decide how they wish to move forward – together or apart.

As a Tarot card, Judgement can be scary. But marital breakdowns – as with other crises – can be scary. Spirit, in perfect love, light and wisdom, was holding up the truth to Melanie. No sugar-coating or finger-pointing, just a simple question: Your family life is as good as dead, and Dan leaving for New Zealand is a major wake-up call. Melanie, what do you desire?

“I want my family back. I want this marriage to work. Dan and I… we’ve both made mistakes. I want this to change. I will change.”

Spirit, in perfect love, light and wisdom, was holding up the truth to Melanie.

No sugar-coating or finger-pointing, just a simple question… what do you desire?

As Melanie spoke, I’d been shuffling the deck. Two cards popped out: the Two of Cups, and the Two of Rods. I couldn’t help but smile at this encouraging sign.

– Melanie, there’s some hope for you guys. The Two of Cups represents a soulmate; I dare say Dan is still angry, but he misses you and he’s not going to give up on this family so soon. The Two of Rods signifies the need for trustworthy guidance: you might benefit from marital counselling. Two is the number of partnerships: the fact that you’re getting many Twos in your reading indicates that you have a shot at reconciling with Dan. For now…

I pulled out one more card from the deck: Seven of Pentacles. In the Tarot, this card signals waiting for the harvest.

– Be patient. Dan will contact you when he’s ready. In the meantime, look for a therapist.

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After a month, Melanie called.

“Dan and Samuel came back last week. Dan said the turning point was when Samuel kept asking where Mummy was. It made him realise that he wanted us to stay as a family. Our first appointment with the therapist is tomorrow. We’re also making changes so we can spend more time with each other – Dan has been taking Samuel down to my office in the evenings so we can have dinner together. And Dan is thinking of starting a side business so he can feel like he’s contributing to the family more.

“The last few weeks were hell. My life fell apart. But I’m very grateful for your help, and you’re right – this had to happen. We’re never going to take each other for granted again. Thank you, Kelly.”

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Seeking assistance from Spirit for love/career/your future, energy healing for people and spaces, or pet communication? Please contact me for a consultation, and I’ll be with you soon:

Tel: +65 8716 9716 (text/WhatsApp only)
Email: hello@kellylightworker.com
Or click here to submit a Contact Form.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

Walking in the Light: it starts with being real.

Daniel’s first and only appointment with me was an energy healing session, about two years ago.

“I want to see how powerful you are,” he proclaimed, arms folded across his chest. His smile was tight, his eyes cold.

I scanned his aura. Oh dear. Daniel was armed to the teeth with energy grids; he also had a lot of energetic attachments (when the latter is present, it’s not a good sign). It was clear that Daniel had consulted many spiritual practitioners and sought healing, protection, activation, and all the bells and whistles that went with those who were very proud of their spiritual growth – or maybe just those who were very proud, period.

“You see my aura? I’m well-connected with some of the best in this field.”
(Riiight, are you going to ask me if I know who you are?)
“Do you know who I am? If you’re good, I’ll spread the word about you and make you famous.”

I smiled.
– Let’s see if I can help you.

The energy healing session was uneventful. Daniel complained of soreness in his back and arms; I had to remove some energetic hooks and spikes from those areas and channel healing into the wounds in his aura. Otherwise, no surprises from a man who had offended many who, in turn, retaliated with energetic and psychic attacks against him via negative thoughts, words and intentions – the hooks and spikes that I saw.

However, Daniel appeared increasingly anxious as the session progressed. He even flinched near the end of the session, when my hand brushed past his shoulder at one point.

I didn’t have to wonder why for too long. Daniel turned to me at the end of the healing session and muttered gruffly: “Hmmph. I knew it. Your energies are not resonant with mine. I’m gifted too, you know.”

Daniel demanded a full refund, which I did not agree to. I asked why.

“Because you lack integrity. I had a vision – I’m clairvoyant, you know. We were rivals in our past lives. You were a powerful sorceress who envied the good work I did and betrayed me to be executed. You nasty woman. I want my money back.”

– Daniel, I don’t think a negative past-life experience you think you saw, even if it were true, justifies a refund for a service already rendered.

Once Daniel realised his shtick wasn’t working, he left indignantly, mumbling something about “taking the high road” and “you’ll get your karma” as he went.

You nasty woman. I want my money back.”

I asked around and found out later that Daniel was, as I’d suspected, a spiritual ‘junkie’ – consulting one spiritual practitioner after another to satiate his addiction to attention readings and healings.

Also, he was a self-proclaimed lightworker. Last I heard, he was about to sue someone for defamation – again, something about unethical conduct and “upholding justice”.

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When May saw me for a reading last year, I didn’t expect her to bring her own oracle deck, or to impose an oracle card reading on me after our session ended. (Note to all aspiring oracle card readers: it’s not a good idea to force people to accept a reading from you.) I won’t say how that reading turned out, but at least her cards were pretty to look at.

May kept in touch and, in the months that we were communicating, made it a point to highlight how “well-connected” and “established” she was in the spiritual community. She offered me a joint business venture opportunity, which I declined. She offered to give me business contacts in Hong Kong and Macau, but that didn’t happen either (on hindsight, whew!).

Like Daniel, May was fixated with the idea of being powerful and gifted and serving the Highest Light. However, May’s intention, like Daniel’s, had very little to do with a genuine desire to uphold the greatest good, and more to do with an obsession with presenting herself as a beacon of (self-)righteousness.

Note to all aspiring oracle card readers: it’s not a good idea to force people to accept a reading from you.

I didn’t think too much about it – my philosophy is to live and let live, so long as no harm is done – until one day, when I received a phone call from someone claiming to be an acquaintance of May’s.

“I’m Phoebe. May recommended you to me. Could you come to my office and give a feng shui reading of the space, please?”
– I’m not a feng shui reader, Phoebe. Where did you get that idea?

A confused silence. Then:
May says you’re her good friend. She says you went with her to give feng shui analyses of some potential spaces for the yoga centre she’s opening this year.”
No, Phoebe. Not true. That never happened. I’m sorry I can’t help, but I hope you find the right feng shui reader for your needs.

May had been talking about setting up a yoga centre for some time, but my role as her BFF was news to me. May’s desperation to be validated as someone important in the spiritual and holistic health community was leading her down a dark, deceptive and dangerous path.

I finally stopped communicating with May, after an attempt to clarify the “Kelly’s my personal feng shui reader” incident met with more glib distortions and denials on her part.

That was a year ago. As far as I know, there’s no yoga centre yet.

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I’ve shared before about how we need Light, in order to find and keep Love. We need to discover and embrace ourselves as unique sparks emanating from a Divine Source.

Just as we cannot expect others to give us the love we deny ourselves, neither should we manipulate others into giving us validation as a substitute for genuine ability, talent and integrity.

Walking in the Light begins with the choice to be real. We will never truly ‘walk in the Light’ until we learn to see the darkness in ourselves and deal with it accordingly. This is hard work, folks. It’s never comfortable to look within and acknowledge our flaws and weaknesses.

But the alternative is self-delusion, which is worse. It’s darkness masquerading as Light. Choosing to believe in lies, despite the red flags and warnings your circumstances and the people around you are issuing, only sets you up for destruction.

Someone once said that we will know a tree by its fruit: a good tree bears good fruit and a bad tree, poor fruit. Now, don’t get me wrong – in life, we all make mistakes and face challenges. Also, everyone goes through tough spells once in a while. But when the bad times consistently outnumber the good, and when other people keep reflecting negativity back to you, it’s time for some honest self-reflection.

Walking in the Light begins with the choice to be real.

If you complain that most people you meet are jerks and a**holes, have you wondered why you’re the common denominator? If you consider yourself a lightworker, spiritual practitioner, or even just a good person, but you’re often enmeshed in drama and darkness, could it be the case that like attracts like?

No judgement here – we’re all human. Only remember, dear one, that walking in Light is essentially the journey to wholeness. And that can only be achieved by keeping it real.

You know what else is real? The Love of Spirit, the truth of the Universal Laws (such as karma), and the kindness of the Universe. So if you’re on that journey towards discovering the real, authentic you, and you’re struggling with the darkness within, keep working on yourself. You are still loved, and not alone. You are still deserving of love. And working on your darkness to bring in more Light is one of the best ways you can love yourself.

I wish you the very best.

Love and Light,
Kelly

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

To find true love, face your own truth. This is Esme’s story.

Esme’s nails were bitten to the quick; some were bleeding slightly. That was the first thing I noticed about her. That, and her trembling hands – details most people wouldn’t have noticed, distracted as they might be by the thirty-year-old insurance agent’s Chanel bag, self-assured air and well-polished appearance.

But I’ve given enough readings to know one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Man looks at the outward appearance; Spirit looks at the heart. Many people tend to cover up their inner insecurity by over-compensating with external confidence and achievements – not realising that ultimately, they’re only fooling themselves.

I also noted that no Spirit from Esme’s team was coming forward to assist me. The Spirits present were Archangels Michael and Gabriel, to protect and to communicate Spirit’s messages to Esme; Ganesha, to maintain the sacred space while I gave my reading; and myself. Whilst Spirit doesn’t always show up in dramatic ways for all my seekers, when a client’s Spirit team is notably absent, it can sometimes indicate that the client is not ready for the truth. For reasons I would find out soon enough, Esme’s Spirit team had made the decision not to reveal themselves overtly to her.

Man looks at the outward appearance; Spirit looks at the heart.

Esme had requested a reading to ask questions about her career, but it was clear that something else was troubling her. The Tarot cards she was picking throughout the consultation indicated emotional stress, low self-esteem, and deep unhappiness – and while it’s feasible that career issues can lead to such problems, the consistency with which Esme’s cards pointed towards a personal crisis was uncanny.

Finally, after all the career questions were satisfactorily answered, Esme went on to talk about what she thought was really troubling her: her love life.

Apparently, Esme had a forbidden love.

“His family is against his relationship with me. I feel that they’re taking advantage of him. They don’t let him see me. I don’t know what their problem is – I love my boyfriend. I really do.”

I shuffled the deck.
– Alright Esme, pick the cards and we’ll ask Spirit about this situation with your relationship.

But what seemed a simple enough question produced an unexpected answer:
The cards indicated no boyfriend.

“I love my boyfriend. I really do.”

All the cards representing Esme indicated obsession and self-delusion. All the cards representing her so-called boyfriend indicated that he did exist (so he wasn’t a figment of Esme’s imagination), but there was no relationship. Spirit was unusually silent: Michael, Gabriel and Ganesha looked on, but did not comment.

Confused, I tuned in to the energies of Esme’s ‘relationship’. A surge in my intuitive senses instructed me: Ask for his age.

“He’s 89.”

Let’s just say I’m glad my poker face game is strong.

Esme interpreted my shocked silence as support, and continued. “I keep telling him not to let his family bully him into following their wishes. But he won’t listen to me. He hardly sees me anyway. I just want to be with him but his family are getting in the way and messing everything up! Can the Tarot teach me how to help him?”

There’s no point arguing with the deluded. Furthermore, I wasn’t getting much from Spirit. I could only offer some words of counsel, and encourage her to focus on the things in her life that she could control. Finally, the consultation ended and Esme left, comforted.

Over the following months, Esme would text me with vague mentions about troubles in her career or her ‘relationship’, but would stop just short of booking a consultation. I wasn’t surprised: Esme’s real intention was not to connect with Spirit, but with another human being, and she was determined to hold my attention as long as possible. I finally understood why Spirit was so quiet: Esme was firmly entrenched in her own version of reality, and she would not budge.

After I began seeing signs that Esme was developing a romantic interest in me (whilst sending me texts to gain my attention and hopefully, a romantic reciprocation), I decided that enough was enough, and stopped responding to her messages.

It is only human to love and to desire love in return. But when delusion trumps reality, one becomes increasingly frantic in the search for love. Unfortunately, desperation is never a good look on anyone, and instead tends to repel others.

The phrase “Love and Light” has been over-used, and has all but lost its original meaning. “Light” refers to the light of God, the Divine spark within us which illuminates our truth and our path towards our best destiny. To find Love, we need Light. If we snuff out the Light of our own truth, ignoring our wounds and our issues in our frenetic search for the perfect job, partner, whatever it is we’re after – I can practically guarantee you that you will NOT find what you seek, and whatever you cling to, you will eventually lose.

To find Love, we need Light.

It’s a cliché, but it’s true. Finding – and keeping – one’s romantic soulmate begins with the decision to love oneself. And loving oneself is not possible without a willingness to be honest with oneself. Once Esme reaches that point, I am certain that Spirit will be ready and more than happy to assist, guide and heal her. Hopefully, that day will come.

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

Healing the inner child, Part 2: 7 signs of a wounded inner child.

(Click here for the first article.)

Do you remember how it felt to be a child? Some of you recall happy and stable childhoods where you were loved and nurtured. Some of you remember feeling smothered, knowing that you were loved but vaguely unsure of why it made you unhappy. Some of you barely felt loved at all. And sadly, some remember being neglected or actively abused.

Many of my clients who come to me with seemingly insurmountable challenges in their lives, more often than not, realise during their consultations with me that their current problems are rooted in events and situations that occurred when they were young. Wounded as children and told to Get over it, Stop crying or I’ll hit you again, or Sit down and shut up, we did as we were told in order to avoid further mistreatment. But deep inside us, our inner child never healed from unresolved hurts.

How do wounded children behave? We’ve all seen young children tripping, falling over, and screaming their lungs out. We’ve seen frightened kids freeze, wet their pants, hurt themselves, hit other kids. Wounded children express their pain to the world in the hope that someone will help.

It doesn’t matter what age you are now. If your inner child has been wounded and left unhealed, you will tend to revert to certain actions, attitudes and behaviours that reveal that inner child’s vulnerability. You may have grown, but that inner child is still right there, deep inside you. Waiting for love, help and comfort. And in times of stress, that wounded inner child comes out and hijacks the show, no matter how well you’ve been running it.

The young man who fights with his boss – who resembles his own father. The middle-aged woman who can’t trust men, then hates herself for being single. The young woman whose eating disorders have taken over her life.

There is no one whose inner child is completely unhurt; in this beautiful but broken world of ours, there are only degrees of hurting, and degrees of healing. What is important is that we recognise when our inner child calls to us for healing, and that we respond.

And that’s where the challenge lies for many of us. We’re so well-conditioned to rationalise our childhood experiences, to suppress our negative emotions, that even when Spirit lovingly reveals to some of my clients that they have inner-child issues to deal with, they resist.

“Oh, that can’t be me. I’m strong now.”
“That was such a long time ago.”
“I’ve forgotten. It doesn’t matter anymore.”

Healing can only begin when we see and recognise the wounds. Here are seven signs of a wounded inner child that I’ve noted, both from my own personal experience as well as my professional encounters with close to a thousand clients. You may or may not find that these signs resonate with what you’re going through. There’s no “one-size-fits-all” definition for this, but you might find this list useful. Here we go:

1. Playing roles + wearing masks to hide your true Self.
Do you find that you’re a very different person around different people, almost as if you were playing roles to please other people, get the job done, meet your own objectives etc? And that if you were asked to strip away all those roles you play and masks you put on to get through the day, you might not know who lies beneath that elaborate masquerade? This is frequently a response to parental or familial pressure for us to live, look or behave a certain way in order to gain approval. For instance, many closeted LGBT people I meet (especially those from conservative or religious family backgrounds) struggle with this.

2. Weariness.
I’m not talking about the usual tiredness or stress from work or life’s issues. I’m talking about a deep, deep weariness in your soul that just won’t go away no matter what you try. It’s an exhausting task to keep those masks on. And even if you don’t feel that you’re wearing a mask and you are living a life that’s true to your real Self, remember that an untreated wound can still drain your life energy. With this weariness frequently comes a chronic boredom – you can’t muster any strong sense of purpose or passion for life, and deep down you suspect sometimes that you’re just drifting listlessly with the tide.

3. An unstable approach to guilt and shame.
Just to clarify: guilt is a response to what you’ve done: I did something wrong. Shame is a response to who you are: Something is wrong with me. People whose inner children are severely wounded cannot draw a clear line between guilt and shame. It’s all black-and-white for them. When something negative happens, they either take on all the blame and condemn themselves in the process (a client once told me, to my horror, Yes it’s my fault for [a minor mistake she made at work], I’m s**t and I have a talent for f**king up!), or they reject responsibility completely because their inner child is terrified of being blamed and possibly punished: enter the finger-pointing and mud-slinging. Wounded inner children tend to over-react and “take it personally” when things go wrong, and find it difficult to separate people from issues when solving a dispute.

4. Stuck in a time warp of excessive worrying.
Wounded inner children have lost all sense of time because their attention is focused almost entirely on their wounds. To them, the next catastrophe is just around the corner, and as children, they feel powerless to stop it. Never mind if they’re already adults, their lives are going well and the feared crisis doesn’t happen. The wounded inner child cannot differentiate perception from reality, and therefore can never be at peace. It goes without saying that the wounded inner child never truly lives in the present, but is either fretting about something that happened in the past or anxious about what might happen in the future – or, frequently, both.

5. Inability to trust and/or discern who can be trusted.
Another characteristic of people with wounded inner children is that their relationship networks are inadequate. Either they don’t have friends, their friendships are superficial, or they’re surrounded by frenemies – people who can’t actually be trusted and don’t have their interests at heart. Wounded inner children frequently find themselves also stuck in co-dependent romantic relationships (or disturbingly intense “friendships”) which are not grounded in respectful, loving give-and-take, but rooted in an overwhelming fear of loneliness and a tendency to become overly attached. It’s extremely common, by the way.

6. Distorted perceptions of reality.
Life feels like one long thunderstorm with occasional bursts of sunshine. You live for those moments of peace and happiness; once those precious moments are threatened, you plunge straight into the depths again. I once spoke with a beautiful young woman who needed reassurance about her new love relationship. During our conversation, she become highly emotional and began weeping, saying things like I knew it, I knew this was too good to be true, my boyfriend is leaving me, I wish I could just go to sleep and never wake up… I was alarmed to hear that. When I asked what had happened, she told me that her boyfriend had a severe migraine once and had to go home early from a date. That was enough to convince her that her relationship was over and she had no reason to live! (By the way, I know the boyfriend personally. He loves her to bits and wants to marry her.) Sounds crazy? Perhaps, but anyone would go “crazy” from the pain if their inner children were wounded for so long and never had the chance to heal.

7. Difficulty connecting with oneself, others, Spirit or the Universe.
As I mentioned earlier, wounded inner children cannot focus on anything else other than their pain. Whether consciously or unconsciously, their efforts are spent almost entirely on trying to heal, suppress, or rationalise their hurt feelings. Consequently, it’s hard for them to know what they’re really feeling, to empathise with other people, or to connect with a Higher Power. It’s hard to believe that Spirit and the Universe love you when you can’t even love yourself, after all. By the way, this applies even to spiritual people and light workers. I’ve found that sometimes, the hardest nuts to crack (to put it bluntly) are the people who have psychic gifts and who may even be practitioners. They inevitably hit a roadblock in their spiritual development and wonder why they’re not going anywhere, no matter what they do.

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Now let’s be clear: many of these points can also be explained with other reasons such as intense stress, personality quirks etc. But if many of these points are resonating with you, perhaps it’s time to take a step back and ask yourself if something’s up with your inner child. Last week, I spoke about the importance of being honest with ourselves. I’d like to add that it’s also crucial to be kind to ourselves; maybe that’s our homework for this week, haha! 😀

And next week, I’ll be talking about ways to heal the inner child.

Always remember (even if you’re not feeling it) that you are loved and not alone. This is a broken but beautiful world. Nothing is impossible, and your inner child can be healed. The Universe is kind, and Spirit loves you! Only believe! <3

Bless,
Kelly

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

Heal your inner child. Start by being honest with yourself, Part 1.

He sat across the table from me, an advertising executive in his early thirties whose childhood was “ruined”, as he called it, by his abusive father.

While I didn’t deny that, based on the stories he told me, his father was a nasty piece of work, I was somewhat amused by the fact that he didn’t seem to notice that he was behaving in a very similar manner.

The condescending air. The fake Australian accent. The smug disdain towards waiters and other people he assumed were “inferior” to him – including myself.

One of his first questions to me was, “Do you have a proper job at all?”

He kept interrupting throughout the reading. It was very difficult for Spirit to get any messages through when I’d start my sentence and be cut off with a “Yeah, actually I know that already…” in a nasal, whiny drawl.

His family was well-off enough that he didn’t need to worry about getting his needs met, but his acrimonious relationship with his father made him an insecure, miserable person (and frankly, a pain in the backside). I was relieved when the reading ended.

Unfortunately, he started texting and calling me almost everyday for about two months. One symptom of an unhealed inner child is a tendency to cling to people who show kindness, especially if the person is older and/or perceived to be in a position of authority. Mostly it was to talk about himself, how awesome he was, how pathetic everyone else was, and how come nobody in this world seemed to appreciate his greatness.

Finally, I lovingly but firmly told him that he needed to heal cut off all ties with him after he was incredibly rude to another client of mine because, in his words, he liked being “possessive” of me. I blocked him on my phone, e-mail and all social media platforms.

Did I give him chances to change? Yes, many. Did I tell him that he needed to heal and perhaps get professional help? Yes, several times. Did he ignore me and continue to disrespect my wishes, while clinging on to me like a parasite until I disposed of him? Yep.

Is this common? YES.

And this is the danger of indulging an unhealed inner child. You may have suffered terribly (or think you’ve suffered terribly) in your younger years, and my heart goes out to you if that’s truly happened. But you don’t automatically get the right to behave like an idiot, hurt and leech off the people around you (emotionally, financially or otherwise), then bawl and cry victim when you’re called out on your bullsh*t.

Sounds harsh? I don’t mean to hurt anyone. But I’m speaking out because I understand the importance of truly healing the wounded inner child. Wordsworth once famously said that The child is the father of the man, and it’s true. Psychological research indicates that most of our personalities and ways of engaging with the world are fixed by the time we reach the age of four. Factors that influence us at that tender age include our genetics, family dynamics, environment, diet, and a whole range of other elements – many beyond our control.

If you think your inner child is wounded and needs healing (I’ll discuss more of that in next week’s post), it’s far more productive to take steps to heal, rather than lash out and hurt the people around you – then wonder why you’re stuck in dysfunctional patterns of relating with people, and why no one wants to be around you.

Now let’s get this clear. I’m creating this post not to condemn, but to reach out and help. Sometimes clarity hurts, but the first step to healing is recognising that you’re wounded in the first place. Universal energies this week seem to be pointing us in the direction of honest, intense, emotional inner work, and if this resonates with you, that’s wonderful. Know that the Universe is kind and Spirit is on your side, cheering you on and ever willing to help once you ask.

Understand that healing entails being kind to yourself. And the ultimate kindness you can offer yourself is honesty.

You can do this. Be brave… and be blessed. <3

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And if you’re wondering what Steve looks like, here’s our promotional pic for this event:

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See you there! 

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

How our loved ones in Spirit visit us, Part 2.

I’ve known June for about eleven years now. She owns a pet shop and a pet grooming service. Also, June is an independent community cat feeder, as well as an animal rescuer and foster. She was one of the first few people who came to my aid with advice and support when I picked up my first two animal rescues (two newborn kittens tied up in a plastic bag and thrown in a rubbish chute, whom I named Pip and Doe).

As you can guess, June has many animal companions, both living and deceased. She’s also not a huge believer in Spirit, so I don’t impose my beliefs on her by talking about the animal spirits I see in her shop – many of them her own deceased pets or rescues, crossing back over the Rainbow Bridge for a little while to visit her and send her love.

So I was surprised when June brought up the topic of deceased loved pets returning from the Light to visit.

“I believe they come back to visit. Usually as insects, really interesting looking ones. Here, have a look.” June took out her smartphone and began showing us pictures of brilliantly coloured butterflies and beetles, a moth with perfectly transparent gossamer wings, and a humongous grasshopper with its lower left hind leg missing.

“They all appeared within days of my animals passing on. The grasshopper’s story is really touching. A few days before, I rescued a large golden retriever that had been abused and abandoned. His left hind leg had been crushed by something heavy, and it was gangrenous. The vets had to amputate immediately at the knee joint to save his life. He survived the operation, but passed on the next day.

“We were heartbroken. Then on the seventh day of his passing, my assistant groomer saw this grasshopper perched at the front door of the shop. She took a photo, and it was only then that we realised it was missing a limb too. I think that dear dog wanted to come back to say thank you, and to let us know he’s fine now.

“So if you’re talking about whether animals have spirits and whether they come back to visit, I definitely can say now that I believe. There’s just too much proof not to believe.”

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I often get asked by friends and clients how to notice the signs when their deceased loved ones return. Sometimes I’m also asked by grieving clients if I can invoke or summon them to appear at a mediumship session.

My response to invoking or summoning spirits, especially when the spirit is recently deceased and the bereaved person is asking from a place of desperate grief and sorrow, is No. It’s a bad idea.

When people and/or animals pass on, they undergo a process when their souls make a transition, leaving the physical body to move into the Light. There, they essentially start all over again: accepting and healing after the fact of their deaths, and learning how to function as Spirit without physical constraints such as space, time, the need to eat or sleep, etc.

They also get acquainted with an entirely new and different ecosystem. There is a lot to learn, especially if these souls weren’t believers when they were alive. Imagine having to get up to speed on Angels, elementals, earthbound spirits, entities, ley lines, Universal energies… you get the idea. And I haven’t even started on the Life Review yet!

So rushing a newly deceased Spirit to come back and visit you when they’re still handling so much on their end does not make for a good Spiritual connection. Two scenarios are likely to arise – I’m sharing them based on what I’ve learnt, observed and experienced:

  • The Spirit does turn up, but he/she is busy, distracted and possibly still traumatised from the transition process. Consequently, the messages aren’t clear and the connection isn’t strong or meaningful, disappointing everyone involved.
  • A slightly more risky outcome is this: an imposter appears. Sometimes, earthbound spirits, mischievous elementals or negative entities appear and pretend to be the deceased loved one. Their intentions usually are self-serving, sometimes even malicious, and rarely – if ever – benefit the living.

Some months back, I had to deal with a client who insisted on contacting her friend who had committed suicide less than 48 hours earlier. I had to keep explaining to her, over and over again, as patiently and clearly as I could, that the time wasn’t right for a connection. In response, her rude, sulky replies and passive-aggressive tantrums were pretty awful, and convinced me that her intentions for connecting with her recently deceased friend were more about self-entitlement than genuine concern.

As much as I understand that people who grieve for their deceased loved ones desire re-connection and closure, we can’t simply conjure Spirit for our own objectives. Here’s a way to connect with the Spirits of deceased loved ones without stressing them out or compromising your own safety:

  1. Pray. Prayer, when spoken from the truest depths of one’s heart and soul, is indescribably powerful. It doesn’t matter if you have a religion or not. If you don’t know whom to address your prayer to, just speak in your heart and mind to the Universe. Pour your heart out. Tell the Universe and Spirit how much you miss those persons and/or pets – they’re listening, and giving you love in any way they can.
  2. If you want to be specific in prayer, ask Archangel Michael (upholder of God’s truth), Archangel Raphael (guardian of healing), Archangel Gabriel (who specialises in emotional healing and communication), and/or Archangel Uriel (guardian of the earthly realm – he can help with deceased pets) for their assistance. Again, you don’t need a religion to connect with Angels and Archangels – they love you and are willing to help so long as you ask!
  3. When you pray, request with love and respect to the Universe for the Spirits of your deceased loved ones to connect with you at a time and in a way that is appropriate, for the greatest and highest good of all. Pray in faith, trusting that the Universe hears the cry of your heart, and that Spirit will do whatever it takes to make it happen.
  4. If you wish, you can ask for signs. Simple signs like a favourite song or scent, a dream, finding feathers or coins, or seeing a certain animal would be possible for a newly deceased Spirit to accomplish. Bear in mind that the final call is theirs to make, and keep your heart, mind and eyes open for their response.
  5. Be patient. In my experience with my own deceased loved ones, I’ve had some return to visit within hours of their passing, but I’ve also had one beloved soul who took 14 years to see me!

Some thoughts to round up this topic (for now):

Grief can feel like abandonment. Even when our minds tell us it’s inevitable for people and pets to pass on, our hearts and souls feel forsaken and rejected. That’s why grief hurts so horribly.

My heart goes out to you if you are currently experiencing a loss of a loved one. My comfort to you is this: think of death as your loved one leaving you, but only for a little while, to a faraway country where they must acclimatise before they can return to visit. And visit, they will.

May Universal Love, God’s Light, and every Spiritual blessing be with you.
Bless, Kelly <3

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

How our loved ones in Spirit visit us, Part 1.

My paternal grandfather died when I was 13 or 14. We weren’t close; in fact, Grandpa had been estranged from the family for some time. When he finally did pass on, it was relief I sensed from my father and paternal relatives – not grief. Even my youngest aunt, who was his favourite child, didn’t cry that much during the wake.

A few days after the funeral, we woke up one morning to find a large grey moth perched at our front door. Its wings at rest measured roughly eight inches across, and it was big enough that our neighbours from across the street noticed.

We’re an ethnic Chinese family; our cultural traditions dictate that butterflies and moths are carriers of Spirit, and should one enter a house within a week after the death of a family member, it is to be respected as if the deceased relative had returned to visit.

“Grandpa’s back,” my mother whispered to me as we gawked at our visitor from a respectful distance. “Don’t disturb him. He’s watching over us, just to make sure we’re alright before he crosses over.”

The moth stayed at our front door for seven days. Imagine opening and closing a door with that huge insect a couple of inches from your face – If this is Grandpa watching over us, he’s definitely making up for lost time now, I thought to myself.

After the seventh day, the moth disappeared and never returned.

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“He died last year. We’ve been waiting and keeping our eyes open for a sign, but… nothing. Could you please help me tune in to see if Daddy’s okay?”

The young woman across the table helpfully took out her mobile phone. “I can show you a picture of him if you’d like.”

– Sure, Charlene, that might be usef… No. It’s okay.

“… Kelly, you’re pale all of a sudden. Are you alright?”

When a deceased loved one appears, sometimes they validate their identity by sharing details of their death. Charlene’s father was making me experience a few moments of his passing by cardiac arrest. The excruciating, stabbing pain in my chest had caught me off-guard, leaving me gasping and reeling in shock. Soon after, a throbbing discomfort and metallic taste in my mouth told me that he’d probably bitten his tongue at some point until he bled.

Through a haze of pain, I looked up and glared discreetly at the spirit of the middle-aged man standing behind Charlene’s right shoulder.

(– Tone it down… hurts like hell.)
Oh sorry! I’ll stop it now, he replied, hands flailing apologetically.

Instantly, the torment ceased; with relief came clarity and a message.

– Charlene, your father wants you to know he’s fine. Also, he says he’s on his way with a sign.

Charlene nodded and shut her eyes tightly. “I hope so. I really do.”

The next morning, I woke up to a text with a picture of a brightly-coloured bird on a study table. The message read: “This little guy flew into my room last night and stayed for a few hours. It felt like how my dad used to come into my room and chat with me when he got home from work. Amazing!”

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Many times, I’m asked by friends and clients if their deceased loved ones are doing well on the other side, and if they return to visit. This question is especially important for people whose belief systems teach them that the dead cannot and should not interact with the living.

Whatever deep and complex emotions they feel about their loved one’s passing is further complicated by powerful reactions such as fear (“if I keep missing them, I’ll hold them back from reincarnating or moving on”), guilt (“Connecting with the dead is the sin of witchcraft and I’ll be punished”), and regret (“I should’ve could’ve would’ve when they were still alive, but now it’s too late”).

Listen up, dear one, and know this: Love is stronger than death. Our souls are eternal; the song of true love can never be silenced by the grave.

Our deceased loved ones definitely return to visit us when they can. Many times, they also make it a point to leave signs that they’ve been hanging out with us. How they return, and what signs they use to communicate with us, depends on many factors including:

  • Cultural traditions and beliefs: For example, the Chinese believe that butterflies carry the spirits of the dead and the deceased loved one might choose that form since it’s a familiar symbol
  • The deceased loved one’s personal preferences: a deceased bird lover might return in the form of a beautiful bird
  • Our personal (or shared) preferences: a deceased loved one might play a song on the radio you love, or that you both loved.

Our job is to keep our hearts and minds open to the myriad ways our deceased loved ones reach out to us, and to maintain a mindset of gratitude for having known and loved our deceased loved ones. Gratitude opens doors like you can’t imagine. 🙂

You are accepted, cherished, and embraced by love – something that death can never overcome. Dear one, you are loved. And that’s something to be thankful for, every single day. <3

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Seeking to connect with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

Sometimes we break so we can heal… but our stories aren’t over yet.

Once, when I was seven, I fell while playing with friends and dislocated my left elbow. My mother whisked me off to a sinseh, a traditional Chinese physician who yanked my swollen limb hither and thither until we all heard a loud crack, and I could move my arm again.

My left arm was healed. Or so we thought. Over the weeks that followed the swelling subsided, but then my mother noticed that I couldn’t straighten my left arm fully. Also, the elbow joint stuck out at a slightly unnatural angle, and that arm was considerably weaker than before.

You can’t fool a Cantonese mother. (Especially not when she’s the one you inherited your gifts from.) Ignoring my protests, she took me to another sinseh – an old man with a long white beard, who took one look at my poor left arm and said:

“It’s still out of joint, but I can reset it.”

He instructed me to bend my left arm. Then he took out a long strip of coarse, off-white linen, draped it over the crook of my arm, and pulled.

And pulled.
And PULLED!

POP! Suddenly the agony ceased; a deep wave of relief overtook me. The niggling numbness and discomfort that had dogged my left arm – and that I’d grown to ignore, until my mother stepped in – was gone, completely.

The sinseh placed a poultice of aromatic herbs around my newly reset elbow joint, then wrapped it with a long strip of yellowed linen.

“I’ll change the herbs and bandages in a fortnight, then in a fortnight after that, and you’ll be healed in six weeks,” he said gravely. “You’re a lucky little girl. If you’d waited a day or two longer, your elbow would have set – at the wrong angle. I would’ve had to dislocate your elbow again just to heal it.”

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Darren clearly had trust issues. At least, they were as clear as the vision I saw.

As a clairvoyant, one of my strongest Spiritual senses is sight. When I tune in to a client, I “see” information about that person that Spirit deems appropriate for me to know in order to help.

The vision I had of Darren was a puppy, its right hind leg broken and curled towards its body in a defensive posture. The puppy stood forlornly in the middle of a flowing stream, injured, alone, and uncertain of where to go. The puppy represented Darren’s emotional state: trapped in the flow of changes around him, afraid and unable to move forward because of deep emotional wounds. Usually, such visions indicate a need to identify the source of the hurt, to release forgiveness and commit to a period of inner healing.

Darren nodded when I explained the vision to him. “Sounds like me. I grew up in a broken household – my dad used to get drunk and hit my mum. Finally he walked out and never came back. I don’t trust people easily. But it’s not always my fault. My ex-girlfriend really pushed my buttons. When I found out she was cheating on me, I confronted her and she dumped me just like that. It happened last year.”

– I’m sorry to hear that. How did you find out?
“I hacked into her mobile phone from my laptop.”
– (Sigh.) Darren, a lot of healing needs to be done here. Besides Spiritual assistance, I’d like you to consider energy healing and some counselling.

Darren nodded. “I’ll consider it… eventually. But for now I’d like to ask about this girl I’ve just met.” For a moment, his eyes lit up. “I want to know if Melissa’s the one for me.”

The cards he picked were: Ten of Swords, Six of Pentacles, The Wheel of Fortune, and The World.

– Darren, this looks like a relationship with some karmic elements in it. It appears that that you and your partner have known each other from past lives. You’ve arranged to meet again in this life to iron out karmic kinks and grow with each other. The Six of Pentacles shows me that your relationship with Melissa, both then and now, gave you great happiness. The Wheel of Fortune indicates that this time, it could go either way; it’s usually a more optimistic card, but the Ten of Swords – I call this the “crash and burn” card – indicates that a lot of inner work needs to be done for this relationship to work. Either way, The World is here to reassure you that what’s meant to happen will happen, so long as you’re willing to take responsibility for your inner healing, and co-create your destiny with the Universe for your highest and greatest good.

Darren looked disturbed.

– What’s wrong?
“She’s so beautiful. Will she cheat on me, too?”
– Wait, you’re a couple already?
“Not yet, but we’ve been dating for a couple of months now.”
– Darren, you need to CHILL. And work on healing those trust issues before they hurt a perfectly good, soon-to-be relationship with Melissa.
“Is she cheating on me?”
– She’s not even your girlfriend yet. Darren, calm down. She obviously likes you, everything is going in your favour, but you have crashed and burned emotionally and you must heal, for your sake and hers. Only you can make that decision to go for counselling and energy healing. Please consider it.

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Two weeks later, Hashim – the client who recommended Darren to me – called.

“Kelly, I trust you and I know you wouldn’t say anything to sabotage your clients’ wellbeing. And knowing Darren as I do, I’m pretty sure it’s self-sabotage.

“Darren had a huge public fight with Melissa last week. He accused her of cheating on him with a random stranger she said hi to. He cut her out of his life, and he’s been drinking himself blind since.”

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Healing is never a straight or simple path. And many times, our loved ones are the ones who uncover our unhealed vulnerabilities.

Darren’s deep wounds, stemming from his abusive childhood and recently ended relationship, had left him emotionally broken and spiritually disjointed. Until he takes those steps towards healing, his pain will follow him and influence every decision he makes, sabotaging his chances at happiness.

But the Universe is kind. And in Her own way, the Universe will continue to send opportunities to expose Darren’s areas of wounding and weakness – in order to heal.

Darren can choose to hide behind alcohol, like his father. He can continue to project his fears on other people, such as Melissa, then cut them off – and in a sense, cut himself off from a chance at happiness.

Or Darren can choose to be brave and work on himself. Take responsibility for his blind spots and injuries. Seek help, healing and assistance from Spirit and from other people.

Darren’s destiny is his to decide. Right now, Darren is in a dark place. But that doesn’t mean his story is over – far from it.

I’m sharing this story to remind us all that THIS IS LIFE. I’m a lightworker and this is a spiritual website, but let’s not ignore the fact that pain and darkness also co-exist alongside love and light. It’s not always rainbows and unicorns.

Sometimes, with a long-standing injury, one must break and re-break in order to begin healing.

If this is your situation – you’re stuck in a holding pattern of dysfunction in any aspect of your life – I want you to understand that your story isn’t over yet. The Universe is watching, waiting for you to arise and co-create your life with Her. And Spirit is cheering you on, ever ready to assist you once you ask.

May the love and light of Spirit guide your path as you break out of that pattern, towards the bright and happy future that you desire.

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Seeking to connect and heal with Spirit? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com and we’ll arrange a consultation that best suits your needs.

The stories on this website (including the above recounts) are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.

Why I do what I do: snippets from my Tarot readings at public events, Part 1.

June 2015. My mobile phone had been beeping almost non-stop for hours. Suitcase in tow, I smiled. Hang on, guys, my hands are full now! But my SMS and WhatsApp notifications kept up their merry tones as I entered Suntec Convention Hall for the inaugural Public Garden Consumer Trade Show.

Once I’d finished setting up my booth, I could finally reply to the texts and a couple of missed calls. I knew what most of these would be asking me: Kelly, are you there yet? Where’s your booth? How long is the queue? I’ll get you something to eat, what would you like?

(Much love to the wonderful clients and friends who remind me to take meals/breaks during Public Garden events… you know who you are!) 😉

I’d barely sat down when the first seeker turned up. And so the day began.

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A reading is really a very simple thing. Even more so when it’s only fifteen minutes long, in the middle of a buzzing hipster market.

I begin every reading with a simple prayer of intention for the highest love and light to touch the seeker’s life. Then, I hold the cards in my hands and cleanse them with prayer, clearing out all old energies and filling them with God’s light so that they will be a pure, clear channel for Spirit to convey the best guidance, healing and insight to the seeker.

Then the reading starts… And once it begins, anything goes.

Sometimes the seeker asks a question and chooses the cards to obtain Spirit’s answers. Sometimes the cards pop up by themselves while I’m shuffling. Sometimes guardian Angels, Spirit guides and deceased loved ones come forward to channel messages through me, without waiting for the cards!

But one thing all these phenomena have in common: they occur as signs – for us to understand that Spirit is on our side and wants only the best for us. That we are loved and not alone. That we have the right, responsibility and power to co-create our destinies.

And that in the larger scheme of things, no matter how badly our lives seem to toss and turn – the Universe is kind. All will be well.

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“Hi, Kelly!” It was Alexis, a client of mine. Beside her was another young woman who kept her head lowered and hidden under her cap.

– Hey babe. Here for a reading?

“Not for me today but could my friend CeeCee just… cut the queue? I saw eight names on the waiting list and she can’t wait that long.”

– Sorry babe, I would love to do you a favour but I have to be fair. For public events I only accept walk-ins, no appointments, and no cutting the line.

I smiled conciliatorily at Alexis, who smiled and nodded understandingly. Behind her, CeeCee glanced up shyly but didn’t look at me. Her face was drawn and tired, her eyes sad and dark. She was beautiful, but damaged – a swan who’d convinced herself she was an unloved and ugly duckling.

CeeCee whispered into Alexis’ ear and left quickly. “Sorry about that, Kelly,” Alexis said as we watched her blend into the crowd. “CeeCee says she’ll book a reading with you next week.”

– No worries, babe. Anyway, that’s my two-minute break over. Next, please!

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Hannah crept into the hall fifteen minutes before the Consumer Trade Show ended. She stood by uncertainly, watching me as I finished up a reading.

Then the other seeker got up and left. Hannah froze for a moment, then stepped up to my booth while I was cleansing the cards in prayer.

“Hi, Kelly.” Her voice was flat and faltering – the voice of a woman who hadn’t slept for days. “I’ve been following your Facebook page for a while. I’ve never had a reading before, but I need help.”

I’d already given twenty readings in six hours that day. I was exhausted. But one look at Hannah’s anguished face, and I knew I could give one more.

I smiled, and began shuffling.
– Sure, hun. Sit down.

Almost instantly, the cards began to pop out of the deck.
Crisis. Adultery. Heartbreak. Suicide. Abandonment.

I don’t need to go into the details. But Hannah came seeking help from Spirit at a desperately low point in her life, and Spirit came through for her powerfully – in perfect love, compassion and clarity. As I gave her a hug before she left, Hannah turned her tear-streaked face towards me and whispered, brokenly:

“Thank you for what you do. Thank you. Thank you.”

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So why do I do what I do?

Simple: because I love it. It’s my calling: connecting ordinary people with the extraordinary love and light of Spirit. And guess what? If you’re in Singapore, and you’ve always wondered what it’s like to have a Tarot reading with me…

I’ll be at the Public Garden Consumer Trade Show this weekend on 24-25 Sept 2016, offering quickie Angel/Tarot card readings! Details here + below. See you there! 🙂

Public Garden Consumer Trade Show 24-25 Sep Instagram Graphic

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Seeking to connect with Spirit, but not at a public event? Please call, text or WhatsApp Kelly at +65 8716 9716, or email hello@kellylightworker.com for a consultation.

The stories on this website are based on Kelly’s experiences as a lightworker. Some details have been changed to protect the identities of the individuals involved.