Did I mention that while I was in Italy I went to a spirit channeller?
Not sure if that’s the correct term. Someone who channels spirits, not like a barman. Someone who speaks to ghosts.
She was a medium, I guess.
Well, small to medium, anyway. About 5 foot 4, eight and a half stone, I’d reckon. But that’s not the point right now.
I went to a lady who speaks to spirits. And they speak back to her. They say “drink!”
Or I’d guess that’s what they say to her.
That’s what they say to me, anyway. Especially Gin.
I’m going to call them ghosts from now on.
She speaks to ghosts. And they speak back to her. And surprisingly enough, they don’t just say “Hello! I’m a product of an unstablisingly over-emotlonal mind or/and a ridiculously over-active imagination! How are you?”
which is what I would expect them to be saying. But in Italian. They tell her things about the future. And about anyone else’s future that happens to be lying around at the time. Like mine, for example.
And they told me about the present. Or rather, they told her, and she told my friend, and my friend translated it and told me. They told me I was somewhat cynical about the whole business.
Which, yes, could have been because they have an incredible knack for reading souls, or could be because I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, staring at the crazy lady and wishing I was somewhere else – a bath full of bees, for example – with a look on my face that said ‘I’m nodding and smiling, but inside I think you’re insane! Hello? Crazy Lady?’
They told me that my future involves being around a lot of children in a french-speaking country. Probably teaching. I’m assuming they were skipping over the large chunk of my future that was taken up by learning French.
And the bit that included me suddenly wanting to be a teacher.
But then again, being a cynical wee cow about the whole thing, I’m now thinking that teaching is the one thing I will never do. It’s not a bad idea, but if I did it, would I only be doing it because she said I was going to? Or did she say I was going to because that is what I’m going to do, whether I like it or not? But I hate that. I hate that because I don’t know if I’m only thinking of that as something I could do because the crazy lady said it was so.