Q&A with your Psychic Intuitive & Medium – Missy

As an introduction to the launch of my blog The Woo, I’d like to start by answering some of the common questions I receive. I hope this helps you get to know me better. I’m always open to answering any questions.

Feel free to click on the "Reach Out" button at the bottom of this blog to submit what’s most on your mind when it comes to navigating…life…and everything in between. So, without further ado, here we go!

Have you always been aware of your gifts?

Not at all – and I think that’s part of the magic! In the audio recording posted on the Book A Reading page, I mentioned that I didn’t know about my gifts until I was 52. It all unfolded when I attended my first ever psychic reading. That’s when she revealed what has turned out to be the most beautiful surprise! Sure, that’s late in life to some but to me it’s right on time. I had to live, unravel, and reclaim parts of myself before those gifts could fully land. My life had to stretch in ways that prepared me to hold this work in depth, integrity, and humor. I joke that Spirit waited until I had enough life under my belt to handle the download. I had to learn how to hold these gifts in reverence and not ego. It reminds me that awakening doesn’t follow a timeline – it follows readiness. Purpose needs to ripen. I guess you could say I’m a late bloomer.

And I’m o.k. with that.

What was the moment you realized your gifts were real?

For most of my life, I was the one holding space for others, intuitively, yes—but I never named it as psychic or mediumship. I just thought I was sensitive. Empathic. Good at listening between the lines. But then that shift came at 52. It wasn’t a shockwave. It was more like a soft unfolding. I was in a conversation with a co-worker who was grieving, and suddenly I felt a presence so strong it made my entire body buzz. I knew things I hadn’t been told. I saw images, felt emotions that weren’t mine, and spoke words that brought comfort I couldn’t have crafted on my own. It was like Spirit stepped in and said, “You’re ready now.” And that all occurred just three short days after I was told I had gifts. Talk about being on the fast track!! I remember sitting in silence afterward, stunned. Not scared, rather, deeply moved. It felt like my soul had been waiting for me to catch up. And once I said yes, the floodgates opened. The clarity, the messages, the knowing—it all came rushing in. That moment wasn’t just about realizing I had gifts. It was about realizing I am the gift. That my presence, my voice, my energy—all of it—is part of the healing I offer. And now, I honor it with reverence. I don’t perform—I serve. I don’t prove—I trust.

How has your understanding of Purpose evolved over time?

My understanding of purpose has evolved from something I thought I had to chase… into

something I now realize I’ve been living all along. For years, I believed purpose had to be grand, polished, and externally validated. I thought it would arrive like a job title or a lightning bolt—something I could point to and say, “There. That’s it.” But life had other plans. It disentangled me, recalibrated my frequency, and invited me to listen deeper.

At 52, when my psychic and mediumship gifts revealed themselves, everything shifted. Purpose stopped being about achievement and started being about resonance. It became less about doing and more about being—being present, being honest, being a vessel for truth and healing. I realized my purpose wasn’t hiding in some future version of me. It was woven into every moment I’d ever held space, every intuitive nudge I’d followed, every time I chose compassion over control.

Now, I see purpose as a living thing. It breathes with me. It expands when I laugh, when I rest, when I create rituals, when I support others in reclaiming their own truth. It’s not fixed—it’s fluid. And the more I honor my humanity alongside my gifts, the more my purpose feels like home.

What does it feel like when you’re connecting to Spirit or loved ones who have crossed over? How does it happen for you?

I can tell you that every reading is different. When I connect to Spirit or a loved one who has crossed over, it feels like stepping into a sacred current—one that flows beyond time, beyond

logic, beyond the veil. It begins subtly. A shift in the air. A softening in my body. My awareness expands, like my soul is leaning forward to listen. I don’t force it—I attune. I become the tuning fork, the hollow bone, the open channel. Sometimes it’s a whisper, sometimes a wave. But always, it’s love.

I might feel a soul’s presence before I hear them. A tingling on my skin, a sudden emotion that isn’t mine, a memory that arrives uninvited but perfectly timed. Their energy speaks in symbols, sensations, and knowing. I receive images, phrases, feelings—like puzzle pieces from the other side. And as I speak them aloud, they land with truth. With recognition. With healing. I’ve learned not to filter what I’m hearing, seeing or knowing. It may be odd to me but it will always mean something to the person I’m reading for.

It’s not performance—it’s communion. I’m not “doing” the work. I’m being the bridge. Spirit

moves through me with grace, and I trust the unfolding. I honor the boundaries, the timing, the sacredness of what’s shared. Sometimes it feels like holding someone’s hand across

dimensions. Sometimes it’s like standing in a field of light, surrounded by ancestors and guides. Always, it’s humbling. Always, it’s divine.

What’s one thing people often misunderstand about psychic intuitive or mediumship work?

I don’t control the reading – I receive it. I’m the channel, not the architect. Spirit speaks in its own timing, its own language, and its own rhythm. I open, I listen, I translate. Sometimes what comes through is exactly what someone hoped for. Sometimes it’s what they didn’t know they needed. But it’s never forced, and it’s never scripted. I don’t summon the messages – I surrender to them. My role is to hold space and trust what arrives. Spirit leads. I follow. I can’t promise who will show up or what will be said, but I can promise to honor it with truth and care. Readings aren’t performances. They’re conversations between realms. I don’t pluck the guidance out of thin air, I don’t make it up, I don’t read body language, I don’t read minds and I don’t make guesses. I’m intentional with everything I do.

What things do you like to do just for joy with no spiritual purpose behind it?

I enjoy being out in nature. Living 15 minutes from Sedona, AZ, there’s no shortage of hikes among the red rocks. I lose myself just “being”. No agenda. Just be still with Mother Nature. I’m an avid coin collector. I get that from my grandfather, Papa Sam. He especially loved the Wheat Penny. In my family, we call them Papa Pennies. I’ve been collecting them all my life along with Bicentennial quarters. I know he’s looking down from above with a smile. I could lose myself for hours looking through a pile of coins. I have amassed quite a collection, both coins and paper money – foreign/domestic. I have been playing the piano since age six and still enjoy playing. I’m now teaching myself how to play the Handpan. I love to read – and yes, I still buy books. I love holding books, turning the pages. And I do my best not to read the ending before I get there. I get that from my Mom. If it’s going to end badly, I want to prepare myself. The thing about joy is – it doesn’t need a reason. It’s not earned. It’s remembered. Joy is the soul’s way of saying, “I’m still here”. I asked Spirit the difference between Joy and Enjoy and got this message, “Joy is the feeling. Enjoy is the act of letting that feeling in.” I couldn’t agree more!

So, reading any good books?

Yes, absolutely!! To know me is to know that I’m typically reading two to three books at a time.

Currently, I’m reading, “Remarkably Bright Creatures” by Shelby Van Pelt. It’s a wonderful story with one of the main characters being an octopus named Marcellus. I’m also reading, “The Tao of Pooh” by Benjamin Hoff. It’s about the principles of Taoism demonstrated by Winnie-the-Pooh. Taoism emphasizes living in harmony with the Tao, the way of the universe. Pooh’s way of being – present, joyful, and unburdened by overthinking, is presented as a model for living in harmony with the Tao, or “the Way”, showing how simplicity and intuition lead to wisdom and happiness. I read all genres, even non-fiction, although I’m not much for romance novels. I read every night before bed. My favorite funny book is, “Welcome to the World, Baby Girl” by Fanny Flagg. It’s hard to narrow the list but here’s a list of some of my all-time favs: “The Art of Racing in the Rain” by Garth Stein, “The Women” and “Firefly Lane” by Kristin Hannah, “The Deep, Deep Snow” by Brian Freeman, “From Scratch” by Tembi Locke, “My Name is Barbra” by Barbra Streisand (I highly recommend the audiobook), “Rage of Angels” by Sidney Sheldon, “The

Witness” by Nora Roberts. And finally, way back in 1985, the book that started my love for books, “The 4th Deadly Sin” by Lawrence Sanders. In 2024, I read over 60 books. I even have a t-shirt that says, “I have no Shelf Control."

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