The Catch When Working with Spirits, Part 1: Synchronicities and... Noodles

I once did a reading for a young friend. I asked her what kind of reading she wanted. When she found out I also do readings as a form of mediumship, she said she'd like to have a try and "ask" a few things about a lover who had passed on. I agreed and we proceeded with my usual reading routine. As always, I kept it simple; I asked for the guy's name (or whatever she prefers to call him),  followed by the name he had always called her as, and then I proceeded to ask her all the questions she wanted me to ask him. I also asked her if she had other messages which she wanted me to let him know. (Ahahaha, take a shot everytime I mentioned the word "ask" in one paragraph.)

Synchronicities and... Noodles

One of the most interesting thing when using tarot, especially when you connect with souls and/or spirits, is how their personalities would show through the cards and the things around the reader/medium during the "conversation". There's also the ever-interesting occurrence of synchronicities among different decks, and how the same cards would fly out of the deck/s no matter how many times you put it back in the pile and how many different ways you shuffle all the cards. 

All those things happened during the reading. But days prior to that, as I prepared my head space and my tools to "sense out" her lover (I was waiting for a deck I ordered to arrive as I wanted to use it for that reading), I started getting repeating words and flashes of random images inside my head. You know what the big word was? NOODLES. All sorts of images of noodles kept repeating for days inside my head. It was probably one of the most random, funny, and nearly annoying things I have ever experienced. I would be in the middle of work, then bam "noodles" would echo in my head. I would be about to sleep, then bam, an image of noodles in a black bowl flashes at the back of my mind. 

Yep. N O O D L E S.

I didn't actually bring it up to my friend until after I finished the reading. In fact, I had no intention of mentioning it as it just sounded so silly. I didn't even bother asking the guy like, "hey, does this happen to have anything to do with you?" But as I finished relaying his messages to her, a voice inside my head mentioned "noodles" again, so I just had to do it. And so I finally said "noodles". 

I know, that sounded silly. I also expressed that to her.

My friend was surprised. And then she laughed. It turned out that the reason for this was simple: The guy loved noodles. She said she knew he liked eating it, but she never knew he loved it that much. I mentioned all the types of noodles that kept popping in my head to her. I started describing certain ways the noodles were plated, and that one particularly stood out to me; she said they used to eat that type of noodles in the college cafeteria together after classes.

A few days later, she told me she dropped by the college cafeteria again and had the noodles in commemoration of him. A part of me melted at that; it's funny how the everyday little things we take for granted can be the ones that bind us to the things (and people) most important to us beyond time and space.

No matter in flesh or in spirit, us humans are truly such funny and sentimental beings. 

-Kara Xin

>>> Continuation: The Catch When Working with Spirits, Part 2: Consistencies and Irregularities (to be posted soon)