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No, I'm not gonna read your mind ! How funny is it that people think just because I can talk to your LOLOS ( Loved Ones Living on in Spirit) that I could or would even WANT to hear their thoughts?
I have had so many people put their hands up over their temples to say you aren't going to read my mind are you while laughing sheepishly that I began to joke and tell people that I couldn't if I wanted to. I learned early on in my little sensitive life that inside other people's heads is not where I'd like to be!
Everyone deserves privacy. Overall I think an individual should have a reasonable expectation of privacy.  In today's world, I think if you are on your private property you should be able to have complete privacy, I think if you are coming to me for a reading then you can't expect the same expectation of privacy as you can when your on your own private property. When you come in for a reading, then I feel like your LOLOS speak to me through some version of mental telepathy and it is very possible that a thought or two of yours may bleed over to me. Your LOLOS may use that permission (even if it is implied) to pass me information they knew you wanted or needed to have to support your reason for being there. Isn't that why we come together? To support and end game/goal?

The long and short of it is, that a mind can be a scary place to be, and it's hard enough to navigate ONE mind let alone two or more LOL! 

Well long story short, you are safe with me! 
With love and mucho mucho amor! 




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