Ellen was a lovely, thirty-four-year-old waitress. She had come to me for a reading because she felt her life was so empty, so lonely, so ordinary, and she simply couldn't accept that this would be all she could look forward to. She was struggling. How could she change her life? She was open to helping herself, but "clueless."

Worse still, she denigrated herself for being, as she put it, "just a waitress." She felt there was something inadequate about it, even though it made her a fine living and she loved the people. Further, she believed she must do something more important to raise her self-esteem. Why? She felt her low self-esteem was the cause of her nonexistent love life.

I saw things differently. I saw that she was a very old soul, which meant that her life was driven by love and not ego. Waitressing didn't really bother her. She'd been told that it "should." I didn't really believe that, and neither did she.

I also saw that she, on a soul level, had decided to commit a huge part of her life to serving people, being kind and caring, and wouldn't seek a lot of attention for it. The work was its own reward. I saw her restlessness at this juncture in her life not as a result of her having settled for a less than appropriate career, but rather as a stirring from her soul to take up art as a form of expression.

I said, "You are being reminded from your soul that you have a creative urge to express, and that service is only half of what you are here to do. The other half is to invent beautiful things. Perhaps in fabric. You have unexpressed talent that is birthing itself."

Ellen's eyes lightened. I had her attention.

"As for your life, you are and have been alone because you wanted to spend a huge part of your life working on you. Until recently you haven't been honestly available. To say, 'I'm this or that, I have low selfesteem, I'm just a waitress,' and so on is an erroneous interpretation of what is in fact happening. You are doing exactly the right thing for yourself. Can you sew?"

"Yes!"

Indeed, she had just started again after having dropped it as a teenager. She really loved it. The vest she was wearing was her own work, and it was lovely.

"Ellen, relax. You are on schedule. Your life is shifting focus. But don't devalue your work up until now as a way to inspire movement ahead. It's unhealthy. Now is a time to learn, grow, take risks. Travel. Take classes to challenge yourself. Try to shed an outgrown identity."

As for her love life, I said, "Ellen, don't worry about living an old maid's life, doing the same old thing. I see you meeting your soulmate and moving halfway around the world. To Australia or something!"

She laughed. "Sounds good, Sonia. How do I begin?"

"Just follow your true impulses, focus in on them, and don't let your work define your spirit or your possibilities. Look up and out. Surprises are coming!"

She saw her situation in a different way and left uplifted. Focusing on her own true desires, she let go of her concerns with being "only" a waitress. Freed to be as creative as she truly was, she dove deeply into sewing ... and literally began selling the vests off her back. Her new career was unfolding a stitch at a time.

A few months later, needing a break, she followed a "strong urge" and enrolled in a Stuart Wilde seminar in Taos, New Mexico. The seminar was one where students challenge themselves to face their fears, even walk on fire. While dancing on coals, another spark ignited: she met a man there from Texas, and they eloped!

As she said, "I knew, and so did he, that we went there to intercept one another."

What next? They moved to Hawaii, where he just landed a job. It wasn't Australia, but it was close enough for me!

As Ellen's story shows, our souls are never confused, only our minds. At our soul level, each one of us has a point, a plan, a purpose for being here. Sometimes we forget and fall into the dream of setting up the wrong life. As a psychic, my point, my purpose, is to remind people of who they are and to urge that they go for the fullest expression of it.

Recently Ellen sent me a vest, now my favorite. Wearing it, I often reflect that like the lilies of the field, we are clothed by the universe-with just a little help from our own hands.

If you are on the psychic pathway, you are declared receptive to all the love, support, and guidance available to you from your Higher Self. You know--even if you can't always practice it-that life no longer has to be lived from your ego's point of view, a point of view that says, "I must do this alone ... and it's hard!"

My point is, it isn't necessary to continue to feel it's you against the world, although it sometimes appears that way. As you grow in your psychic awareness, you will increasingly see the truth behind appearances. That vision tbrough appearances is the difference between the ordinary.

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