Hi, doll.
I want to acknowledge what, for me, is an elephant in the room: Thus far, I’ve not offered much subscriber-only content.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate your investment in this still-new Ruby platform; I really, really do. I’ve just been sorting out what feels appropriate to share with you.
My first priority at all times is to protect the privacy of my clients, so there are large swaths of what I know and observe that I’ll never discuss anywhere. There also are large swaths of my own life I don’t feel comfortable sharing because I need to maintain a degree of neutrality to serve as a clear channel in my practice.
But because I worked as a blogger in the aughts, then as a critic, I’m not exactly accustomed to being fettered on the page. For decades I’ve been paid to say exactly what I think, and being relentlessly honest about this gorgeous, awful world has cleared a path for myself and others.
So I’ve decided to trust that if you’ve invested in this newsletter, you are open to rawer honey, with all the attendant anti-oxidants, anti-allergens, and anti-pathogens. I won’t divulge details about my clients, and I won’t get too messy about my personal life. But creative communion is a form of alchemy, and at the end of the day practical magic is what the Ruby Report is all about.
In that spirit, I want to answer a question I often get asked: Don’t you get wiped out by giving readings?
The briefest answer: yes and no.
The Longer Answer
There’s no doubt that giving readings drains my battery, and I choose the image of a battery very deliberately.
To receive useful information for a client about their path—past, present, future—I offer my system as a conduit between their conscious self and their highest self, that seed of divine consciousness that we each carry. What some call the soul.
Tuning into someone this way is an exchange of electrical energy—one so intense that I don’t need to share physical space with a person to register their frequency. In fact, in-person readings are so intense for me that I wasn’t able to do more than one session a week until Covid normalized Zoom.
I can’t explain exactly how I do this work, nor can I explain exactly how I knew to try.
As I’ve written elsewhere, I grew up in a family of psychics, but my relatives’ abilities manifest very differently from my own. Mostly my female cousins and aunts on my mother’s side of the family can see ghosts or tell you the history of an object—including its owners—by touching it. (The men of our clan never cop to their intuitive abilities. They just drink themselves into early graves with eyes rounded by terror and sorrow.)
My mother’s skills best approximate my own, but she uses them to protect herself and her needs. Around most people she’s shy and smiling—two traits that lead them to gravely underestimate her intelligence and intuition. Really, she lets everyone hang themselves in her presence. The quieter she is, the more they reveal by stammering, then relaxing, into her silence. It’s the old Godfather trick. Lean back, they lean in.
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