the hanged man
Our business brought psychological comfort to myself, Anthony and our clients. When Anthony could tell that I had accepted mediumship he asked me a question that altered me all over, “Do you know who it is that you’re hearing?”
I wanted to tell you in a different way…
It was my father.
Anthony supported this fact with more details. He taught me about guides, unseen spirits. “They come and go you know,” he preached. “You don’t have the same one all of the time. Your father has always been in and out of your life, you could always tell, I’m sure.”
He was right.
This insight didn’t make me feel better about anything. I felt bitter, cheated in some ways.
Where were you?
Believe me when I tell you that it isn’t easy being on my side of the matter. Feeling betrayed by my father, ignored by you.
I reached a point where I wanted to stop listening to the both of you. I grew tired of invisible influence. I took greater interest in Anthony, his kindness and generosity, his intelligence and precision. He saw me losing sight of you, and you don’t even know how lucky you are that one day he said, “As much as I want to keep you I cannot. You have obligations outside of these walls.”
Our business lasted twelve months. We made more money than some people see in a single lifetime. And when Anthony decided we had done all the good work together possible, he embraced me on his doorstep and wiped away a tear.
“I will see you again.”
I am so sorry…