Thanks for the mammaries
Originally published at “Live Your Bliss” on April 10, 2011.
The dialogue below is a translation of part of my session with “Carolina.” My readings primarily focus on the client’s life and soul purpose, but many people often come to me because they’re hoping to hear from family members who have moved on. I’m a medium, so I enjoy helping to make this connection, not only because it helps people to know that their family members are at peace, it also allows them to validate that the information I’m giving isn’t just something I pulled out of my bunda.
This session took place in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil and it was the first time Carolina and I had met.
“Is there any way you could see if my grandparents are still near me?” she asked. “They were very kind to me.”
“Give me a minute, and I’ll see if we can visit with them.” I responded.
Carolina watched hopefully as I concentrated on making a connection. After about 15 seconds, the image of an elderly man and woman came into focus. The woman was smiling brightly, and she placed her hands on Carolina’s shoulders and gave her a squeeze, as if to say, “I’m here.”
“It looks like we’re going to hear from them today,” I smiled. “Let’s see what they have to say.”
As I continued to concentrate on the couple, their images came into clearer focus. I saw that the woman had chin-length brown hair, warm brown eyes, and a laughing smile. She was wearing a flowered dress and an apron.
“Yes, that’s her,” Carolina responded. “That’s how she usually dressed!”
Because accuracy and specificity really matter during readings, I asked for more information from Carolina’s grandparents. As I concentrated on her grandmother’s form, her shape appeared in greater detail. And what I couldn’t miss, it was just impossible to deny – grandma had some seriously huge breasts. I’m talking quadruple E’s.
How to bring this up?
Fortunately, I happen to know the word for breasts in Portuguese (peitos), so I asked Carolina very delicately:
“I don’t know how to ask this,” I ventured, “but did your grandmother have very large breasts?” I used my hands to illustrate my point.
Carolina’s eyes opened wide. “Enormous!” she laughed, tears coming to her eyes. “They were unbelievably gigantic!” And then, cupping her hands near her waist, she added for emphasis: “They were down to here!”
I did my best to keep a professional demeanor, but Carolina was giggling so hard that I finally joined her.
I gotta tell ya, I love this job.