Shirley had one of the emptiest, simplest spot I saw in the whole market place and she was giving reflexology massages and I got one. She was busy when I first tried to talk to her, but she encouraged me to try back and I did, several times and finally she was free. Before we started I asked her how much she cost and she told me 20 bucks (if you have it, nothing if you don’t). This I liked, besides how could I not take advantage of the opportunity to converse with enchanting 76 year old lady who wears a straw hat that has a bird flapping its wings in it. You know what she did besides beat me in arm wrestling, she empowered me with an education about reflexology and gave me the experience of reflexology and more. Besides feeling every nook and cranny of every bone in my hands and feet... we journeyed. I got answers to questions I didn’t think I went there to get.

At one point, I had to stop and slowly look her straight and deep into her blue eyes and asked, “Who are you really”? She just laughed and told me she was an angel, just doin' god’s work. I asked her if I could put her in my findingpsychics.com directory and she pulled her pendulum from her pocket and asked the question. She answered me, “not listed as a psychic but listed as a healer”. That answer echoed in my mind for sometime and I researched the words and came up with this decision and this style of classification and guidelines to follow.