I was twenty-seven and had a few years of sobriety under my belt, I wanted to
find a fulfilling way to earn my living. My psychic and healing gifts were
coming along slowly. I practiced minireadings on friends and did healings on
family members when they got sick. But I didn't feel ready to "go pro" with my
working at this time as a receptionist/secretary at an employment agency for
recovering alcoholics. My boss encouraged me to go back to school to earn a
degree in chemical dependency counseling. I took his advice, but after a
one-month internship at a halfway house, I knew this wasn't the work for me. I
left the program before getting my degree.
night during an AA meeting, I talked about wanting to find a career. Someone
suggested I look into my heart and think about the things I loved doing. There
was something I had always loved: fixing hair. It let me be creative, and the
idea of making people look and feel good appealed to me.
of the things I had learned about God's will in sobriety is that if something is
His will for us, the pieces fall into place easily.
job at the employment agency was perfect because I had access to various places
in town where a person could apply for financial aid for school. I wound up
applying to the local barber college and was accepted. The only glitch was a
two-year waiting list to begin.
asked God what I should do. This delay didn't feel right. It felt like I was
meant to start school with the new spring class.
inner voice told me to ask the owner of the college how I could begin in the
spring. I went down to the school and told him I really wanted to get into
school as soon as possible. He told me that the only way I would was if he got
three cancellations between now and the start date. He warned me not to get my
hopes up because there were two people ahead of me on the cancellation list and
people rarely gave up their place on the list.
stood up, shook his hand, and told him I was going to pray for three
"You're gonna do what? Did you say 'pray'?"
sir," I replied. "I'm going to pray for three cancellations -- and I'll see you
in the spring."
few weeks, my inner voice nudged me to send the owner a "thinking of you" card
to remind him that I was praying. About six weeks after our meeting, he called.
"You must have some great connections," he said. "I just got a third
cancellation. See you soon."
all my problems were not solved. I had to figure out how to make enough money to
support myself while attending school. Two days later, the owner called me
again. Would I be interested in a janitor/office job at the school? Bingo: the
money I needed to live on.
really liked school and loved cutting hair. Men were easy to work with, and it
was always fun to send them off looking nice. All the while, my psychic and
healing abilities were growing stronger. My hands would heat up during a haircut
if the customer needed healing. Once in a while, psychic information would pop
out of my mouth if someone needed guidance. A man might come and sit in my
barber chair, and as I worked on him, my hands would heat up and I'd have an
urge to touch his back. The client might ask me why my hands were hot, and when
I told him, he'd mention pain he'd had or an injury, and I would hold my hands
to his back. One man complained of how his wife was acting, and the words "she's
going through menopause" popped out of my mouth. This information threw him for
a loop. I seldom told people I had these gifts unless I was guided to do so, but
often I'd say something to them that they would later tell me made a big
difference for them.
graduating from the college, I was lined up to start working at a brand-new
barbershop in downtown
Construction delays on this new shop forced me to find a temporary job. When I
called the director of my school for help, he had just gotten off the phone with
the shop at the University of Minnesota. They needed someone for just a few
weeks. How perfect was that? Little did I know...
days after I started at the university barbershop, I got a call from my friend
Ginny telling me her fourteen-year-old stepson had fallen eighteen feet and
landed on his head. He had been flown from Nebraska to the University of
Minnesota hospital, where he was in a coma with a horrible prognosis. A nurse
told the family that if the boy ever came out of the coma he would remain a
"vegetable," so she advised them to put him in a nursing home to save themselves
time and money.
asked if I would do healings on her stepson. After getting the go-ahead from my
inner voice, I started seeing him every day. The hospital was literally one
block from the barbershop I was working at, so I could walk down on my lunch
break and after work.
the second day that I was channeling healing to him, I felt a presence standing
behind me, though I knew I was alone in the room. Then I heard a voice say,
"Please heal the speech part of my brain. I want to talk again." I slowly turned
around to see who was in the room, and there, leaning up against the wall, was a
spirit, or so I thought. I asked him who he was, and he said he was the soul
that lived in this body and that he wanted to speak again so could I please work
on the speech part of his brain. I asked him how he could be out of the body if
he was its soul, and he said that souls can leave their bodies anytime they
want. He also said that when he stepped out of his body, his body felt no pain,
so he was stepping out often to give his body a break.
very surprised by this but very grateful because even though his body was in a
coma, I could still communicate with him. Every day when I went to channel
healing to him, his soul would come out of his body and talk to me. He told me
when his head hurt or knees were in pain.
is how I learned I could communicate directly with souls. It was a life-changing
experience for me because ever since then when I've channeled a healing to
someone, I've communicated with their soul.
weeks later, when it was time for me to leave the university barbershop and head
downtown to the new shop, this young man left the hospital walking and talking
on his own. The whole experience was a huge turning point for both of us, and I
gained so much wisdom from it. (You can read more about this healing in my book
Echoes of the Soul.)
boy's soul was completely aware of everything while his physical body was in the
coma. The soul was somewhat detached emotionally; it looked at the body almost
the way we look at our cars. We use our cars to get us around in life, just as
the soul uses the body to get around. We are in our cars but not part of our
cars, which is similar to the way a soul inhabits a body. We humans are in
charge of where our cars go; our souls are in charge of where our bodies go. My
life and work changed forever because of this experience.
For You to Think About
Are the Desires in Your Heart?
you have dreams that you're afraid to pursue? Does a lack of money hold you
back? Do you worry about what people will say if you pursue your dreams?
I was a senior in high school, I told my dad I wanted to learn how to cut hair
and help people feel good about themselves. He said there was no way his
daughter was going to be a barber; I was going to be a college graduate.
glad that my father forced me to attend college. Those years are some of the
most memorable of my life. But doing what he wanted me to do didn't get rid of
my own desires. Years later, when I applied to barber school, I was afraid to
tell my dad. I still felt a bit like I was betraying him.
you have people in your life whose opinions you put first? Think about the
dreams and desires you've never pursued. People ask me all the time for psychic
advice on what they're meant to be doing. We get so caught up in what we've been
told we should be doing that we bury our dreams deep inside. We can lose sight
of them for years on end.
out your journal and write about what you love to do. As the fellow at the AA
meeting told me, look into your heart. Forget about the money it will take to
make it happen. Forget about not having the time. Forget about your age, and
tune out the critical or authority figure voices in your head.
Think back to when you were a kid. What did you think you would be when you
grew up? I once heard someone say that people usually know what they want to be
when they are children. When I was a little girl, I would come home from school,
line up all my dolls on my bed, and write everything on my chalkboard that I had
learned that day. I couldn't wait to grow up and be a teacher. As it turns out,
teaching psychic and healing classes has always been the most satisfying part of
dear friend of mine went back to college when he was sixty-seven. He was
thrilled at the idea of getting his diploma by the time he turned seventy-one.
"Now that my children are grown," he said, "and I don't have to scramble to
support them, I can do what I want to do."
Another good friend decided at age forty-five to pursue her lifelong dream of
being an attorney. She worked her way through night school. She didn't care that
it was going to take a long time; she was just excited about finally following
you happy in your job, or would you rather be doing something else? If your
answer is, "Something else," ask God for help overcoming the obstacles your mind
out what you need to do to reach your goal. Become willing to ask others for
help. Take one step at a time -- one baby step, if need be -- but do take those
steps. Be as persistent as I was with the barber school owner.
dreams are ours for a reason. Look where pursuing mine got me.
Look For the
Good & You'll Find God: The Spiritual Journey of a Psychic and Healer
by Echo Bodine. Printed with permission of New World Library, Novato, CA.
is the author of Look For the Good & You'll Find God: The Spiritual
Journey of a Psychic and Healer and several other bestselling titles.
She is a renowned psychic, spiritual healer, teacher, and radio host. Her
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