November 10, 2004
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I feel some FAQs coming on.
Okay. That’s not a good thing or a bad thing, or maybe it is
both. Such dualistic judgements are inappropriate, anyway.After I finished writing the first wave of FAQ pages for KaiOaty
a year and a half ago, I felt a sense of anticlimax. I thought,
“this surely can’t be all.” I assumed that if I went
through my client files, the carbons (at first, on my old manual
portable Hermes Rocket typewriter) and (later) duplicates I kept of the
mail-order readings I’d done since 1987, I could find more general
Cosmic Wisdom to post for the edification of All. But poring
through boxes of my past work held little appeal for me. No,
that’s inaccurate. “Little appeal”??? Shit!
Abhorrence, repugnance… those words come closer.Yeah. Finding typos I’d missed fifteen years ago, rehashing the
readings where the clients just didn’t get what I was saying, and the
ones where I didn’t make that essential connection and couldn’t answer
their questions, doesn’t sound like fun. “Little appeal,”
fershure!Yesterday, I did two readings. The first, I felt, was okay,
probably accurate, maybe helpful, but lackluster. I’d have to go
over there and look now to recall what I said and who I said it
to. Out of thousands I’ve done, I guess a small majority are like
that. I spread the cards or cast some other oracle and read
it. The reading falls together and seems clear enough to me, and
I sense what the client is experiencing. When I’m done I feel as
if I’ve done an adequate job for the client even though it didn’t
sparkle and sing.There are a few readings where it just doesn’t fall together, where I
end up making a patchwork of it, doing a “cookbook” sort of
reading. Those are cases where I make no connection at all with
the client. I’m seeing the cards but feeling nothing, getting no
sense of the client or her life and feelings. I’m glad there are
few of them, even though occasionally I’ll get feedback indicating that
such a reading proved helpful to the client. That, for me, is the
primary value of the “tools” I use, the cards and crystals and other
“oracles”. When I fail to make a connection, sometimes the tools
fill in that gap.If the majority of the work I did were of that sort, I’d have quit
before I ever got into the professional phase of this work. For
me, those readings are frustrating. For the clients… I
dunno. Some of them have said they were useful, but most of them
never get back to me. Even in cases of the readings that do
sparkle and sing, many clients never get back to me. The
percentage of online readings that DO get feedback is higher than it was
when I was working by mail, but there are still some clients who just
don’t respond.And there are some who don’t respond for as long as three years,
before writing back to me with thanks and payment for work well
done. I never know when I post a reading how the client will
react. Early on, I used to think sometimes that I knew,
especially with the sparkly singing readings. I’d have
expectations of glowing responses to glowing readings. Enough of
those expectations were disappointed to have taught me the futility of
expectations.Yesterday after posting the first reading I did other things. I checked email and the comments at KaiOaty
where people leave their requests for readings. I posted feedback
to a few who required it, then I posted here on SuSu and read a few of
your sites. I have been keeping the posts at KaiOaty down to one
per day, for several reasons. I don’t really want this current
backlog to get all used up and come to an end. I want to have a
continuing source of work. Also, posting just once a day might
ensure that each reading gets more attention. I’m not sure about
that, but anyway, I’ve not been working through that backlog as quickly
as I could.Last night, I could have moved over to the PS2 after I finished up here
and checked email again. Instead, I had an urge to do another
reading. It turned out to be one of the sparkly shiny singing
ones. In trance I hooked up with the client’s Higher Self.
I felt the connection. My fingers flew on the keys, automatic
writing at its best. Afterward as I read what I’d written, I was
impressed. I’m not easily impressed by this stuff, not after all
these years. It was good.I posted it, went to the client’s site and let her know it was done,
then found a new “comment” posted by someone wanting a reading, someone
who apparently didn’t read the FAQs and was asking a raft of
inappropriate questions. As I wrote a raft of explication and
explanation to her, I thought of two more topics for FAQ pages, one on
why the future is not predictable, and another on why some readings are better than others. There are bits of this post that will serve as a first draft for that latter FAQ.I’m not kidding myself that the former FAQ will have any great impact
on future clients who might present me with further rafts of “what will
happen” questions. There is a category of people who don’t read
the FAQs. When I created KaiOaty’s site, I set up a wicked little
trail designed to channel the clueless ones around in a big circle
ending in a semi-insulting sort-of “pay attention” page and then a
truly insulting, sarcastically amusing “you aren’t paying attention”
page, with sly jokes concealed within the obvious jokes. The joke
was on me. Clueless people are clueless because they don’t look
for clues. No matter how I present my point some of those people
are not going to get it.Originally, I had viewed my system as a screening device to weed out
the clueless and to give answers to common questions to genuine seekers
who didn’t really need readings. If the feedback I’ve received is
an accurate gauge of its success, it has turned out merely to be a
source of wry amusement to a few curious people who clicked the
obviously wrong choices and found my wicked pages. I can live
with that. I can because the alternative is unattractive.Meanwhile I’ll be writing a couple of new FAQ pages which will probably
never be seen by the people who need them the most. It appears
that I will also be doing the screening that my little system was
designed to do, on a personal case-by-case basis for the people who
refuse to read the FAQ. I, at least, have gotten that point.

Comments (6)
One of these days, I will have to get you to do a reading for me.
I found your readings on your other site quite accurate…You really do a great job…=)
I’ve went through those FAQs a few times over the last however many months. The wicked little trail amused me. I reread a few of the parts periodically, so I can pick up on things I missed or that just didn’t sink in the first time.
This is the seconf time I typed this, the first time I was almost done and everything fucking vanished fror no apparent reason, I hope my private blog with my readings is still there.
Other stuff–it was 46 above this am; Ben “Valley trash” Stevens is at it again, I emailed adn (I hope); and some assholes in Teller stabbed their teachers sled dog to death.
There is some other stuff, but I’ll wait until I can get to a computer that isn’t possessed.
Okay, here’s some other stuff:
if you come in tomorrow, please bring:
1. fleece coat and scarf
2. posters for the holiday bazaar
3. mail (esp. knives and check)
4. one small juga water
Stuff I have for you:
1. Groceries in fridge
2. sack of meds
3. sack of misc stuff
4. CB radio
5. jewelry sample case (I emptied it, will consolidate the jewelry with other holiday merchandise)
6. soda (four half-racks, I think)
I know we talked about some of this, thought it might help to have it all in one place.
Have a good day–later.
Well, it’s later. I found my notes, added a bit to my private post and updated it. As you may have noticed, I updated all my AU Way stuff, and added some stuff, privatized some old public blogs that seemed appropriate.
Roads here are ungawdly slippery, car skids at the merest touch of the brakes.
Let’s see, what else? Oh, this is trivial, or maybe not–of the last five books I checked out, four were nonfiction and three were serious. (The unserious being the Darwin Awards book)
Silky had another chance to go out today–stood in the doorway a while, I told her, either go in or out, we’re losing heat here. She’s not stupid, who wants to slog around in the slush?
Okay, this is it, the last Xanga-gram for a while–tomorrow, the librairies are closed.
Talk to you tonight if you call–I’ll probably go down earlier than usual (but not before ten), due to being up just after six and awake since five-thirty or so.