About: The Mystical Maze

In 1993 I was retrenched for the third time in five years. Potential employers considered me to be too old for most positions and like so many other people in their fifties I was repeatedly passed over in favour of younger applicants. Rather than live on social security payments I wondered if it was feasible to earn a living by doing psychic readings.

I had a life-long interest in the psychic field and had been reading Tarot on a casual basis for a few years. In spite of my fascination with the field part of my mind scoffed at the idea; after all, how can we know what the future holds? I was also aware of the great number of people in the New Age movement who thought they were psychic just because they wanted to be.

On the other hand, I had already achieved surprisingly good results and thought it was worth exploring.

Doors opened quickly and I soon found myself with invitations to attend Sydney-based psychic fairs then, within weeks, Australia-wide festivals.

In keeping with the rest of the Tomorrowland stories I will try to highlight the humorous side but that won't always be possible. At least, it can be kept interesting.

This section is called The Mystical Maze because everybody has an opinion on things spiritual but nobody has a definitive answer. We blunder through life trying to find our way but, since the rules have been forced on us by Omar Khayyam's "four and seventy jarring sects", there is nobody to confirm that we're on the right track. Ultimately we have only our own experience, insight and judgment to guide us.

Don't take this segment too seriously. My beliefs work for me—they won't necessarily make much sense to anybody else.