the bar? okay, if you say so.

Driving to a party to see friends from college. Really looking forward to getting there and capturing up. On the way, I feel drawn to grab a drink at bar/restaurant. Odd, I don’t ever just go grab a drink. And I want to get to the party. Must be one of those signs and I should go. “The bar? Okay, if you say so.” I talk to myself a lot. My Higher Self, but to others, I’m simply mad. Ha. So I sit at the bar. Have a great bourbon and coke. Not really sure why I’m there but open to the possibilities. Worst that happens is I get a drink and go. No big deal.

Lady next to me strikes up a conversation. We talk about eating crabs, which I love. It’s winter, and it would be fun to go to Captain Pells Crabhouse soon. Her boyfriend is here and speaks of his kids. Ahh. This is why. I fill with warmth and say, “Your kids really love you.” Not sure why. But knew it was right. He looked at me in disbelief and became overwhelmed with emotion. Excused himself and regained composure. Came back and said, “Who are you. I really needed to hear that. Thank you so much for touching me that way.” I smiled. It’s great being psychic. I don’t know what’s going on in that man’s life. Nor do I want to because it’s none of my business. But just driving by, spirit knew I could be of service in just that moment in such a simple way. Lovely.

Oh, and the drinks that night were all on the house. Cute bartender. Or the Universe thanking me. Either way, appreciated. Off to the party.