How I became a psychic– the journey of psychic Aimée Cartier
Recently a couple of my students asked me about my journey as a psychic– like how I even became a psychic in the first place. As you know, it’s not something you typically go to school for. In relating the story of how I came to do readings and teach knowing and trusting your intuition to others I realized that for me it all started approximately 15 years ago—and it all began with the moment of discovering that I was a psychic.
It’s still crystal clear in my mind– how it all unfolded. I was standing in a private library when a book with a pale yellow jacket caught my eye. I pulled it down from the shelf. It was called, The Psychic Pathway by Sonia Choquette. Opening to the first pages I read the introduction. It said,
“My name is Sonia. I am a psychic… I like the word psychic because no one knows exactly what that means, and it doesn’t mean the same thing for any two people. For me, being psychic means being able to look at someone and know who they really are. I can see past the façade people stand behind. I can recognize their soul. I understand where their fears are, where their dreams lie, and where they must concentrate their growth. Most of all, I can see the ancient and beautiful self lying deep within the personality of each person I meet… I’ve always been able to see the real soul inside each person, but it’s been a long learning process for me to understand that that is what I’ve been doing all along.”
The words resonated deep in my body. And my first thought was, “This woman sees the world like I do.” I turned to the cover again… “She’s a “psychic.” That was the moment that I realized I was a “thing” (haha!) I mean that there was actually a name for a person built like me.
It’s really hard to see yourself from the inside. You have no idea what might be different about you because you’ve always been like this and you continuously see from your point of view. Reading these words allowed me to know that maybe other people couldn’t see and feel things the way that I did all of the time. That this was a specific type of person who did these things. And not only were there others who didn’t, but there were some that did! It felt like coming home and being able to see myself for the first time. Furthermore as was indicated by her book and introduction, being a psychic was actually a profession.
That moment, standing alone in a room full of books– so much clicked into place for me. Most of my adult life people had been coming to me for answers– meaning people just told me things– mostly my friends and family– but sometimes perfect strangers– and I could always just “see” things about what they were saying. I didn’t try—I would just see and know certain things about the situation that often they could not. It would happen in a myriad of ways, but I could tell when a thought they were having, or a worry they were having was total bullshit and when it was something that would happen and needed to be paid attention to and acted on. I could easily recognize the energetic signatures of things, (events, situations, people) and they told me a lot about what was really happening– regardless of what the person in front of me was noticing at the time. I could see possibilities and I could tell when the road was open or closed to the person who I was speaking with. People talked to me, I saw things and shared them– and it all felt very normal to me.
Around this same time that I discovered who or what I was I remember someone asking me where I felt like my career was headed. I was a writer at the time not a professional psychic. But I could feel it– where I was going– trying to put it in words though, that was clunky. The only thing I could think of saying to describe it was something like, “I see myself
giving advice to people.” She just looked at me with this quirky expression– it was a combination of “That’s crazy and who do you think you are?” And still, I knew it was true. I didn’t know what the path looked like to get there– I didn’t get a “How to be a psychic” manual when I got my college degree. I could see that there were no conventional roads or even truly guided ones to where my seat was. Nonetheless, I knew in my bones that what I had said was true for me. That’s what I was. That’s what I did. So I just shrugged at her expression and thought to myself, “I know it does sound kind of crazy.”
And still, all these years later, firmly in the seat of what it is that I do—that is what I do– I advise others on their questions. I point out the roads that are most open to them that serve them in every way. I show them the angles and the perspectives that they might not have noticed. I see the picture and I tell them what it looks like. I see them beyond their outside appearances. I give advice.
It took me a few more years to actually start doing readings. And it took the outside encouragement from the very woman whose book I found all those years prior, Sonia Choquette. I was taking a course about balance and chakras with her. We were on the phone for this course when she said to me, “Why aren’t you doing readings?”
I had been getting that same message myself– so her saying that not only confirmed it for me– but really, it gave me the kick in the pants I needed to get out and start walking on my unconventional road.
I went downtown Seattle and found a shop that had psychic readers. I asked if she needed another. She said that she did. She asked me to give her a reading as an interview; I did. She asked me to work in her shop. I did.
And it went from there. I also did readings for a while at my local Farmer’s Market. Some years later I moved to a different shop in Seattle with a vibe that I loved: East West Bookshop. Sometime in all of that I started doing readings on the phone from my home as well. For years I did both. After I had my second child that shifted. I realized I was done going into the city to do readings. By that time I had a beautiful studio built for me by my husband on our property so I shifted to doing readings exclusively on the phone, and for those who were on our island, in person in my studio.
The whole process has always felt organic. It has always grown at the pace that felt natural for me. And for many years I also had other incomes, so I was not reliant upon my readings to feed and clothe me. This allowed me to continue to do my work as a service– as an offering. I was under no stress to gather clients. I did, and my client numbers grew, largely by word of mouth, but I wasn’t focused on that growth. Eventually I stopped doing other work when I realized I was simply not able to keep up with both. I needed all the time I had for my clients and teaching.
During the last decade I also taught on intuition, wrote two books, and eventually founded my Intuition University.
Today, in writing this story I opened to that introduction of The Psychic Pathway again, to read the words that struck me and fundamentally provided an awakening, a knowing, and a stepping into and shaping of what I am today.
She wrote, “My name is Sonia. I am a psychic. For twenty-five years I have given psychic readings. For a decade and a half I have taught psychic development.” And again, my breath hitched and I understood anew just why that introduction was so pivotal to me. Years later, as I sit with a decade of doing readings under my belt and my own Intuition University well underway I get it– all over again. This is what I do. This is who I am.
I knew in that first moment, “I am the same as her,” but even then I couldn’t see exactly how it would all play out. And yet, all these years later, I find myself sitting here grateful to both the students who asked me to remember my journey, but also HUGELY to Sonia, a woman whose words and journey continue to be a rare and insightful mirror into my own life, purpose, and path.
Aimée Cartier is a psychic guide, author, and Intuition University founder. She teaches students who are ready to understand and enhance their own innate psychic characteristics and reap the success and flourishing that comes from doing so. More about her work can be found at www.AimeeCartier.com.