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The Energy of Genesee County, Michigan: A Tarot & Oracle Reading to Awaken the People

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  Genesee County Michigan, has a poor reputation but a resilience that many counties in the state of Michigan do not have. This county has seen it's fair share of bad news. From GM shipping its factories overseas from Flint, Michigan, to drugs and gang violence, to the Flint Water Crisis, this county has had its hardships.  I was born in Flint, Michigan, in 1984. My dad had just gotten laid off at Buick City and was going on strike the day I was born. I currently live outside of Flint, in a city called Burton, near the south side of Flint. You can hear gunshots randomly at 12:00/1:00 in the morning. There are no good-paying jobs, even with a GM plant on Van Slyke in Flint Township! It's super hard to get into the GM plant, rumors abound. The only places that are hiring are retail jobs, restaurants and fast food jobs, and hospitality. Most people commute out of Genesee County to Auburn Hills or Detroit, or even Lansing or Saginaw, for better-paying jobs!  One thing that I ...

My Tarot Origin Story

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  My Humble Beginnings I got interested in reading tarot when I was 16 years old. I had always been curious about psychics and psychic abilities. I sort of believed, sort of didn't. My curiosity piqued in the early ought when late night infomercials (commercial advertising products or services with an audience), of Miss Cleo and the Psychic Friends Network kept airing. I was dating someone online at the time. We hadn't met in person and things were pretty rocky between us. I received an offer to try a psychic reading from Miss Cleo herself FOR FREE. So I dialed the number, got connected with someone that wasn't Miss Cleo. I told her about my internet boyfriend at the time.  She predicted we would be together and we would be very happy. He even thought about marrying me! Now mind you, I was 16, and I didn't ask for parental permission! LAWSUIT! Anyway, this "psychic" kept me on the phone for three hours. And I ran up a $300 phone bill. Luckily, my dad contested...