I Know What You're Thinking.

Last year in Ireland, on the very first day of a retreat, Kathy Scott of Trailblazey asked a question that made me dig. The theme of the retreat was Homecoming, and it was geared toward fostering a reconnection for the Irish soul, as well as for all the other ways a person might need to come home to themselves. Her question was…

"What are the gifts you don't confess to? What are the gifts you're hiding?"

I was in a small group of three women, and when it was time to share, we each admitted to the exact same thing.

I am intuitive.

What an odd and extraordinary moment. It’s one thing to be an alcoholic, and another to step into a room to hear everyone else's confession of what you have held as a secret. There is something inherently holy and helpful about transparency, especially in a world that can feel so warped and well-filtered.

After our delightful discovery, we found that we had even more in common. The three of us had always known about our ability to know things. But up until that moment, we had not fully let ourselves be known. And so we sat, quietly. Privately. Sometimes playfully, sometimes reverently, with this secret. Keeping it under the bed or in the back of the closet. And as we all know, things that live under the bed, in the back of the closet, or behind the drapes can take on a spooky glow.

This knowing was the kind of knowing that we all had been taught to tuck into our pockets. It was not a safe topic. Unless, as in my case, unless you were drunk. Yes. Back in my drinking days, my friends called me the “psychic drunk.” My party trick was offering enebriated “readings.” Just take that in for a moment—enebriated psychic readings.

All I can say is it’s a good thing that I got sober.

But that week in Ireland was not drenched in drugs and alcohol; it was a clean, clear confession, and for the first time in my life, the cat was out of the bag. Or should I say, the veil was lifted, the oracle had spoken. My third eye winked. Whatever, you get the idea.

Something shifted.

I looked at the women who had unburdened themselves, and I thought, of course you’re intuitive, of course. I trusted them, and so I trusted myself, a wee bit more than I had before the trifecta confession.

I believe the act of confession is what liberated your true gifts. There was a time over a decade ago when I was invited to a health fair. I informed the organizer that I would offer 10-minute affirmative prayer sessions. I explained to her that it was an intuitive way to open up to the interpretations of a Higher Hand and to place an affirmative blessing on the situation. She was confused about my offering and suggested that I call them “intuitive readings.” For some reason, I didn’t blink an eye. I knew that my prayer sessions were intuitive, I just never labeled them that way. I changed the sign on my booth to read “10-minute Intuitive Readings”, and I set it up as I would for offering affirmative prayers.

When my daughter arrived, she smirked at the sign. “Are you intuitive?” I shrugged back. “I am today.” But here’s the thing: in claiming this intuition, in putting it out there, I seemed to have opened a door to greater connections and confidence around my “readings.”

Back in Ireland, a new permission was in the room. A new authority. I felt it, this sense that my gifts were no longer just mine to hide. They were meant to be shared and honored.

Later that night, I decided to list all the ways my intuition had shown itself to me. This is an exercise I give my clients, based on the idea that what you focus on increases. I was genuinely surprised by all that I had been denying. In the more paranormal sense, I have communicated with pets that have transitioned, not just in mind, but in sight… like the movie The Sixth Sense, I have seen dead people, or at least dead pets, which, as it turns out, are not actually dead. I’ve channeled messages from those who have passed over, which I was not fully prepared for and not’t entirely interested in; it was a bit intense. But in a more gentle and less WooWoo way, my clients and I have benefited from the highly intuitive prompts, interpretations, and awareness of things that I could not have known that I knew, and yet I knew.

I did not go to Ireland to retrieve these gifts. Still, acknowledging them in a group of other intuitives felt like an initiation, a calling out, a coming to terms with something that was no longer willing to be ignored, a homecoming.

When I came back to the States, it was as if the soil had changed. Something bloomed. My intuitive channel opened wider. And then, after a personal trauma —a moment that cracked me wide open, the gifts amplified.

In some ways, you could say, I got out of the way, or I was gotten out of the way.

And I began to notice the shift, the sessions I offer, which have always been deeply transformational, began to move with even more specificity, clarity, and precision, like truth on tap. Connections would arrive before I could “think” them. Knowing would flow through me, things I didn’t know I knew, and yet I knew. And it all felt oddly effortless, like someone else was doing my job. Now I understand that back in the day, confessions like this could have gotten me burned at the stake, and in more modern times, subject to an uncomfortable eye roll. This 6th sense is not universally accepted. It might be the reason why it feels like we are still banging rocks together when it comes to our level of communication.

As a child, when I explained to my mother that I could still see and interact with our pet dog, Joe, who had been in a fatal car accident, she simply said to me, “No, you can’t.” The truth is, I was a little freak as a kid. I barely had a toe on the earth, and I am sure my mother was ’t looking to encourage my oddball ways.

But what was once feared and stigmatized is now being confessed. Let’s face it, the world needs more freaky oddballs. So, although I don’t tread ignorantly out onto this new ice, I do tread, because I have a gut feeling that I am not alone; in fact, I would not be surprised if you, dear reader, might also have a few hidden gifts of your own. If so, leave your declaration in the comments. What is claimed and strengthened. What is denied is weakened. So you choose.

If it is any encouragement to you, since that moment in Ireland, my discernment and clarity have amplified, and numerous signs and symbols have marked my life. Spirit always gets Her way.

And the more we talk about it, the more we find that what was once feared, shamed, or silenced is now being openly accepted, integrated, and celebrated in brave and beautiful conversations. I believe that we are all intuitive. Some of us just have a harder time hiding it.

To continue this conversation, I am thrilled to share that next week at SpeakEasy, we will be hosting Carrine Zupko, author of The Clairs. This book covers how to assess guidance and intuition, specifically directed towards students of the Course in Miracles.

In the book, she references a section of The Course:

“…each individual has many abilities of which he is unaware. As his awareness increases, he may well develop abilities that seem quite startling to him. Yet nothing he can do can compare even in the slightest with the glorious surprise of remembering Who he is. (ACIM, M-25.1:3-5).

If you are interested in learning more, grab the free book on her site and join us next Sunday for the conversation. I have listed her link in the dessert section.

I hope you show up, because all healing is mutual. When you begin to accept your gifts and remember who you are, you can be more helpful to others.

Since my confession, my own sessions have gone next-level. I have had more clients cry in the last two months than in my entire career, not because of pain, but because of the profound experience of being truly seen. It’s beautiful to behold.

So I am excited about these upcoming conversations, both in session and at SpeakEasy. My hope is that they offer you a place to confess a few gifts of your own.

If you're feeling called, if you’ve been navigating something heavy, confusing, or tender, or if your soul yearns for some transparency and crystal clear direction, I’m here to support you in awakening to your most impactful, empowered, and intuitive self.

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Or if you want to try out a 10-minute affirmative prayer session, AKA intuitive reading… Click here. I promise I will be sober. Till then, enjoy dessert!

Dessert!

This past week, I was a guest on Lisa Whittingham’s lovely podcast. She just launched it, and her first guest was Sonia Choquette. I started listening right before I was about to post this Substack. The topic is intuition… Go figure, as if we needed another sign. You are going to love this conversation.

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And don’t forget to grab a FREE copy of Corinne’s book and join us next Sunday at SpeakEasy. LINK to free book.

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This week at SpeakEasy, we have Todd Fink of the Kind Mind Podcast with a conversation on Causeless Grace. It’s gonna be a good one. LINK

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And until we meet again.

Love, Maur