This weekend, I did my first ever psychic faire. I know, I know, you’ve been in the tarot business for how many years, and this was your first psychic faire? Yup, it’s true. My friend Jenna “Queen of Wands” Matlin will be ashamed of me.
My forever-on-my-ass biz mentor Theresa Reed calls psychic faires or parties a “psychic gangbang.” For her, this kind of energy is just not her jam and she doesn’t do ‘em. And that’s cool. To each our own, as the wise ones say.
I THRIVED on this energy. Loved it. Got a little jealous and down in the dumps when I saw tons of people booked for one person while my client seat was empty, but reminded myself that some people there have a following there or local clients. Yes, I compared myself to the other readers there (hey, I’m human), but the butterflies in my stomach (it happens for every new client, like the energy of a first date) disappeared once the client’s butt was in my chair and the cards were shuffled. And once one person took a chance on an unknown kid (comment below if you get that reference), I didn’t have a break until it was closing time. Sweet!
This experience has given rise to a new way of working for me.Continue Reading