20 August, 2019 10:42

I was talking to a good friend the other night. We were reminiscing about old times and I was going back to the time I first stepped on stage and made my first connection with spirit. I had made a very clear decision that weekend, that if I found no evidence of an afterlife or that I had no ability…I was going to seriously look into my mental health, as my entire life I had felt, heard & knew things before they happened.
I remember my body being used as a pendulum and a gentle ‘push’ forward for a yes and back for a no. I was incredulous as my recipient could take all my information. Years of repressed ability started to pour from me, I could feel how a person died, names & personalities of people in spirit.
After a simple weekend away, I had found my life’s calling.
But here’s the funny thing, as I began to learn how spirit worked with me, I also learned how our ego is a real active force. How our thoughts can shape our realities. The ego grows alongside the soul during your lifetime…to commit to mastering it, you must join a monastery or nunnery, as all distractions need to be eliminated from your life.
For in the real world,
Bills have to be paid, chores have to be completed , kids have to be washed and work has to be done!
We wouldn’t get out of bed if it wasn’t for the ego! The ego makes us get into the shower, choose our clothes, it fuels our ambitions & desires (& our tempers!).
It helps us set healthy boundaries in our lives. In balance, it works harmoniously with the soul.
When it falls out of balance, it uses it’s master weapon fear to permeate your thoughts. Jealousy of another’s success, greed for more then your neighbour, vengeance on those perceived slights on you and so on….
Ever have a really satisfying bitching session? That’s your ego lashing out to make another appear small while you feel superior..
There’s usually a deeper issue going on under the surface. It could be a trait you admire about the person or you’ve been triggered in some way by them, sometimes perhaps these negative traits were in that person all along and you decided to take it personally.
When I find myself getting angry,
I have learned to sit with my anger. My anger wants to lash out, my soul wants to understand. Underneath my anger is confusion, and sometimes under the confusion is fear or sadness…
Two weeks ago, I had another conversation with another, about fraudulent readers. It made my blood boil. Several Individuals I knew through personal experiences, down through the years that lacked any form of personal , never mind professional integrity.
I was informed about even more of their transgressions and was horrified. The conversation was in the strictest of confidence and will remain so, but I found myself shaking my head at such blatant crooks.
I could feel myself being pulled into the dumps of disillusionment. Trust me…every medium goes through this every once in a while.
You find yourself wondering what’s the point? You do your best and utter swindlers are out there doing Facebook lives with ten times the amount of followers and giving the hard sell that makes my teeth stand on edge..
I. Just. Can’t.
A sense of hopelessness overwhelmed me. (Usually brought on by certain full moons..this time it was bang on schedule).

Thankfully I had some time off coming up and there was a definite sense of divine timing, as I got a call in the middle of the night to inform me a loved one had been rushed to hospital.
Nothing like a sense of perspective from the universe. As I was brought into a private family room, familiar faces greeted me, aunt’s, uncles, cousins…
I felt very calm, so I knew my loved one would be ok…but In those moments you doubt yourself. I had been feeling funny for the past few days and as the week progressed it began to make sense to me. ( my loved one is on the road to recovery now).
There are strong women in my family and I’m blessed to have aunts who are like big sisters to me as I’m the eldest grandchild.
Last week was all about family as I got to spend a lot of it with my immediate family.
Old memories recounted, meals shared, tears of laughter!
Everything else I was annoyed about before vanished, as it meant nothing….simply an illusion of fear my ego decide to occupy my time with. I could feel my sense of purpose returning. The joy and the honour of serving spirit. The kick I get out of reading cards! The gratitude for getting to do what I love for a living.
But most importantly it does not define me. I am not defined by it.
I am defined by the people I love and the ability to give & receive love in this lifetime.
I’m responsible for my karma in this lifetime not anyone else’s. I intend to stay in my lane and work on bettering myself, but am so grateful for this divine insight into the bigger picture…..

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

7 August, 2019 10:07

It’s a simple two letter word.
Yet, it is for so many people the most difficult word for them to say.
Clients of mine will put themselves under extreme stress simply not to utter this little word.
We pride ourselves on being a good person, yet sadly there can be conditional undertones on the value placed on us (and make no mistake by us) on the roles we play within our families, communities & wider relationships.
They say wisdom is wasted on the young, for as we age we begin to shed such conditioning. We consciously begin the process of shedding the husk of illusion of who we are supposed to be in the eyes of those around us. We start to care more of how we view ourselves.
Our energy reserves, that were consistently bled out for the good of others , have entered a reservoir of self awareness.
Once we make the transition from external awareness to internal awareness EVERYTHING CHANGES! Every single relationship in your life will become transformed. It’s a messy, painful process. For some it can take years, for others it can take a epitomizing moment….

No one can walk in your shoes.
No one knows what you have truly lived through and the decisions that have brought you to this moment. Other people may advise you.
Indeed, you must decide for yourself whether that advice is good for you & lathered with good intentions or soaked in agenda.

We fear the worse in saying No.
We think we will be seen as selfish, guilty, deceitful, obnoxious, spoilt, bratty, nasty, disingenuous, false, as having notions and looking down our noses or simply not caring.

Nothing could be further from the truth. For the selfish couldn’t care less what people think, and happily move on to drain the next person’s kindness & time, without a single thought for their welfare or addressing any sort of karmic balance. For those of us that care, addressing our own needs brings with it a lifetime of times we pushed them aside and isn’t it simply easier to say yes…?
Each to their own, but if your yes comes with a heavy heart…you are already paying a high price.
There are times in life, where sacrifice is called for. It’s a natural part of life & every relationship.
Yet if you’re in a relationship with an alcoholic you know the price wanting a quiet life commands of you. Having to turn a blind eye to your partners addiction and having to hide/ cover up transgressions from loved ones.
If you’re in a relationship with a partner who abuses you. There is a complicated dance you must perform to loved ones & colleagues, who can see you becoming more withdrawn.
If your family are putting pressure on you to behave a certain way or you’ve fallen into the go-to zone , you will have a sense of not being able to break the mold and let someone else step up for a change.

All of the above are emotional and sometimes financial straight jackets. You don’t simply find yourself in this situation overnight, it can take years of being slowly worn down. It can also destroy hope. The hope of ever being able to freely love and say no… For indeed love is about truth.
It’s not all flowers & roses or Brady bunch model family values.
It’s about telling someone you love they are being an asshole. It’s about sitting down with a family member and talking about their addiction. In some cases it may be showing that family member the door. “A mother would never turn her back on her son”.
Actually , the single greatest act of love would be this wake up call. As an addict / abuser will try every emotional blackmail in their arsenal to guilt trip their family into giving them another chance, they will sink as low to use your perceived status in your community as a threat. “If only they knew”.
You can stay trapped inside a toxic dynamic out of fear of what others may think of you. It is only when you shift from the external validation into the inner can you truly bring about massive change in your life. Here’s two facts:
1. You are a good person.
2. Everyone is going through some form of a struggle in their lives they just don’t show it.

Certain People will think bad of you when you say No. You have to ask yourself do you truly value their opinion of you or do you value your self worth and sanity more? Please choose you..
I’m rooting for you to choose you..

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

6 August, 2019 10:06

I never talk about my mentors as sadly I’ve had very painful & valuable lessons from them. I would not change a single thing about those lessons as I wouldn’t be the person I am now, and I wouldn’t be able to give the insight I have without them.
I learned the lesson of forgiveness from my best friend who bought my website domain behind my back & slandered my character as they had felt I’d become ‘too big for my boots’ and took it upon themselves to ‘teach me a lesson I wouldn’t forget’.
I had to forgo a .com domain name and establish .ie which in turn made all my transactions to be declared and my business to become more regulated.
After the betrayal, years later I understood their resentment of me. I’m able to cherish the laughter, the chats and the preciousness of that friendship. I still wear my bracelet.
I will carry the memory of what was forever in my heart.
Moments before I stood on stage with another mentor…they asked me had I yet linked in with spirit. I could feel the hum of the audience and the excitement of spirit stepping through…the name ‘john’ popped into my head, closely followed by ‘Dad’, then ‘cancer’.
I was ready to work!
I relayed this to my mentor as we stepped on to the stage with rapturous applause from the audience. My mentor informed the audience we were going to bring in two links from spirit.
They asked the audience,
“I’ve a gentleman called John, standing beside me, he’s a dad and he passed with cancer….who do you have Fiona?”

You really can’t make this shit up! I remember the song Gloria in my head and immediately knew I had a lady called Gloria and a cancer connection. If it wasn’t for my complete love & trust in spirit , my ego would’ve put me in panic mode and I would’ve been frozen to the spot like a deer in the headlights.
My faith in spirit carried me through. I learned the lesson of trust in that moment.
Again, years later I can see the lesson so clearly and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Betrayal never comes from a stranger…it’s always at its most potent when it’s from someone you love or hold in highest regard.

We have all been betrayed at some point, indeed you may have been the betrayer.
The lesson is at its most valuable when you can integrate it into the fabric of your life…rather then it becoming a martyrs center piece or let bitterness rot you from the inside out.
Years later I had a phone reading with my former mentor. It was one of the most inaccurate readings I’d ever had and during it they said statements such as “you must be so frustrated you’re not famous by now”.
I thanked them for their time and knew I would never be in contact with them again, as I realized we were world’s apart in what each other’s definition of success was.
I saw how cutthroat it was amongst ‘celebrity’ mediums and I wanted no part of it.

I can happily stand here today and say my success as a Medium has been through hard work and word of mouth.
People are drawn to me as a psychic intuitive as they know I don’t judge and will hold a space for them to acknowledge their truth.

My success, is at being able to communicate love. To being honest with my family. To loving them and myself as best I can, in a balanced, principled & wholesome way.
In letting the people I love, know I love them. In being grateful in the present moment. I’ve watched good people die and was given the gift of gratitude as a result.
That’s success.
I’m not going to have the world’s most accurate psychic on my tombstone…..the speeches in my funeral analogy won’t be about my career. It will be about how I loved and how I was able to express that love in this lifetime…

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

31 July, 2019 11:32

Over the years I have crossed paths with some dubious characters.
I’ve worked in psychic fairs whereby other readers undercut each other, watched open mouthed as clients in my queue were approached for business, seen stand offs with other readers and all manner of unprofessional behaviour.
I’ve been in the presence of famous mediums and seen characters been defamed with all manner of accusations & gossip.
I withdrew quickly from the circuit of spiritualistic churches and circles as I witnessed first hand how bitchy and spiteful people can be to each other.
Lastly, I continuously experienced it firsthand myself. The more established & successful I became, the more the resentment grew, until my inner circle became just one person…me.

I’ve made so many mistakes.

I’ve Walked away from situations without speaking my truth, because I was too frightened to be hurt any more or couldn’t stand to hear what might be said.

The more I ignored my truth, the more the lessons came in a different shape or guise…but still the same lesson…just another teacher.

The lesson I began to learn was about boundaries.
I had placed a shame value on the word “No”. I felt if I didn’t say yes to everything that made me a bad person or very unspiritual.
I bore witness to characters being slated and said nothing as I didn’t wish to offend anyone (not realising this made me complicit).
It also made me vulnerable and incredibly attractive to narcissistic personality types. I found myself attracting psychic vampires, constantly being the ‘perfect’ friend , dutiful daughter, cheerful colleague , nice neighbour without being able to define my own personal space and hold on to my own opinions.
I was a sponge…attracting one sided friendships, taking on unwelcome demands on my time, pockets & heart..not to mention my sanity! As I began to grow and learn, I heard a useful expression:

Your yes has no value if you can’t say no!

I began to realise that every single relationship in my life at that point had turned toxic. I was toxic.
I had become bitter and resentful, as I had consistently failed to honour my time & energy , so I ended up completely spent & drained.
I blamed everyone else for my pain, missed opportunities , failed friendships and relationships.

Most importantly, I had failed myself. I had ignored my gut instincts, boldly marched through red flags and was completely emotionally dyslexic to the writing on the wall!
I was an active participant in my own downfall. I cared so much what people thought of me that I was emotionally spent. I got sick…
I watched my health slip through my hands and a misdiagnosis saw it slip further away. My lungs became as heavy as rocks and I was out of breath by the time I got to the top of my stairs. At one point I was on 3 inhalers and I dreaded the night as sleep was out of the question.
I understand why folk think they are cursed when everything in life goes against you , because it really feels like that at the time.
I had no other choice but to take it slow. I stopped working evenings, I stopped a lot of travel , I stopped talking people’s word as their bond and I started to work on myself.

A funny thing happened.
People started to travel to me, online readings took off,
Facebook lives replaced the radio.
Deposits deterred flaky clients.
One sided friendships dissolved.
I started to get better.
As I started to get better, I started to take responsibility for my actions. I’ve caused pain.
I contacted those that I wished to have in my life and had some of the most difficult conversations I’ve ever had. I learnt so much about myself.
Those who were meant to stay…stayed, those that were not..quickly left my life.
You see here’s the thing. When you get honest with yourself, you get real honest with those around you. I don’t mean a tactless, crude “I’ll tell it like it is”, approach. I simply don’t have time for bullshit, don’t slate someone in my presence if you’re not prepared for me to say it to the person, or whine about how unfair life is without getting up off your arse to try. Don’t smile to my face while bitching behind my back, because guess what…I know!

The more sensitive I became to my own needs, the more nourishment I gave my body & soul, the more comfortable I got in listening to my bodies red flags, when someone was lying, I trusted my intuition..and guess what? I was right!
When someone attempted to give me ‘helpful advice’..I’d spot their agenda a mile off and thanked them but didn’t take any of it on board.

The more I trusted myself , the happier I became.
I swatted opinions away like a pesky fly, whereas before I would’ve analyzed it forensically.

I still have bad days.

There’s still the odd day where I say yes instead of no, but I’m gentle on myself when I slip…I make a mental note and move on or I address an issue at a later time. I’m far less quick to anger..I’ve even been known to say “I’m angry at this moment just give me space to process!!!” Which for this taurean Bull is massive! It takes a lot to make me angry but when I charge I’m looking for blood…so that’s incredibly significant!
I’m beginning to have less regrets as I get older. I wouldn’t trade my boundaries for all the tea in China!
As I Drew that line in the sand, I never realised I would find myself at the end of it..

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

21 June, 2019 11:45

One of the most regular questions I am asked is “Will I meet my Soulmate?” I feel I need to clarify what having a soulmate in your life means.
One things for sure, it ain’t the romantic Hollywood stereotype most people envisage! Firstly we have many soulmates!
A soulmate does not have to be a romantic partner either, just someone who has massively influenced/ impacted your life. A soulmate comes into your life to help you fulfill your divine purpose.
All our lessons are different. What comes easy to one person can be a struggle for another. Our lessons come in many guises, for example you can only learn the virtue of patience by having it tested or the virtue of courage by being faced with adversity.
There is an intense , passionate connection with soulmates. Sadly, with these intense feelings also are intense opinions.
Soulmates press each others buttons, yes we placed those buttons there to begin with, but one look from your soulmate will either turn you on or will wind you up!!!
Communication is the key for these relationships to succeed. If two soulmates can navigate the tricky seas of past scars of rejection, broken trust, fear of commitment, control issues together by sharing their feelings in an open , non judgmental manner they are destined for success.
Make no mistake a soulmate relationship in its power is a very beautiful sight to behold. We all know a couple who are meant to be together and also a couple who constantly bicker.
The latter is the negative aspect of the soulmate relationship . It becomes a power struggle . The need to be constantly right, the co-dependent relationship, the passive aggressive relationship.
These issues can be worked through but they take two people who both want to stay together to make this happen.
Soulmates can be friends too. You could have a friend that was as close (perhaps even closer ) as a family member and they could betray you in a way you could not believe them capable of. This is also true of friends who come into our lives to help when we most need it!
These individuals are from our soul circle & we have known them over many lifetimes. They assist us in mapping out our life-chart and make an appearance where help or a life lesson is required.
Again with our gift of free will we can choose to become victims or martyrs to the cause, or we can see it simply as a valuable lesson & move forward with our lives.
For the soulmate card to wander into your life today, if your single it means a great passionate love is coming. Buckle your seatbelt, stay true to who you are & do not lose yourself in another before you are sure of their intentions.
If you are smiling sagely as you’re already in one, keep those communication lines open, don’t let issues build up, make time for each other.
Lastly , if you’re just out of a soulmate relationship. Take heart you will love again just as passionate & intensely as before. You need to take time to heal your heart & rebuild your self esteem. Acknowledge the lesson that came about with this relationship & begin to look to the future. Don’t focus on what you don’t want in a relationship, focus on what your heart yearns for. One things for sure, life with a soulmate is never dull!!

©Fiona Faery

By Fiona Faery

19 June, 2019 08:50

In the wake of the me-too movement and women winning rights to bodily autonomy, there is still another bastion of patriarchy that only we as women can address ourselves…. Slut shaming.
Women’s bodies have long been the symbols of religious purity and political commodity as their chaste nature was a form of social currency and prestige within a community.
Magdalene laundry’s were for the fallen women. Pariahs Of society…and were demoted by their lack of virtue. Indeed, after the war had ended women who were accused of fraternizing with the enemy had their heads shaved or were tarred and feathered. What is not written about as much, is that it was also used as a tool to control women and assert masculine dominance into society again.

The undertones are simple
Women aren’t meant to enjoy sex.
Those of us who speak about it or openly admit to enjoying sex or wanting sex are slut shamed. Yet if a man discusses sex the double standard is implied.
If a woman has many sexual partners she’s a slut….if a man has he’s one of the boys!

Yet its amongst women where this societal slut shaming is still pervasive, and a woman can still be alienated by her peers if she’s open about having one night stands or a high sex drive etc.

Where did we start to turn against each other?
Why are we collectively threatened by another women’s sexual prowess?

In sexual assault cases what the victim was wearing is often called into account.

Think you’ve never slut shamed? Think again…
“Did ya see the antics of your wan on love island”
“Did you hear who slept with so & so”
“She’s asking for it dressed like that”

It’s been over 21 years since Monica lewinsky was the most googled woman on planet earth. Her mother had her shower with the bathroom door open in case she finally decided to die from the public’s shame campaign.
Slane girl in 2017 were a young girl giving fellatio to two young men went viral, ended up with the hospitalization for her breakdown.

A lesbian couple were recently viciously assaulted on a bus in England as they refused to endure lewd comments from a group of males.

Once we as women stray from the scripted ideals of how we are supposed to act, feel and love brings down a heavy condemnation……from other women.

We need to look at our attitudes to female pleasure. It feels as if we are stuck in the same puritanical patriarchal values that keep us fighting amongst ourselves.

I’m no fan of outrage culture. In these times of click & share. Twitter is alive with faceless trolls hiding behind blue screens tweeting the vilest poison humanity can dredge up. Cancel culture directs millions to unsubscribe & publicity drag an individual’s character across a million timelines, in many cases without substantiation. We are becoming desensitized.
Empathy & kindness.
Acceptance & tolerance
Think before you comment or post (or re-share!).
There can be fatal consequences for the victims of slut shaming. As a society we need to move toward embracing our sexuality & sensuality.
I wish you all many wonderful orgasms with whatever & whoever & wherever the moment takes you….

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

12 June, 2019 15:42

I want to talk about bullies….
Bullies are usually incredibly insecure individuals who lift themselves up by bringing others down.
The gossip on your street who discusses your business behind your back. The office bully who uses their position as leverage.
Teenage girls hiding behind a group chat of slander. Cardboard gangsters thinking there’re the next white version of Tupac filming young teenagers being beaten in a car so they can look good….
Most of you will nod your head reading this…but what would you do if it was your son or daughter being bullied or the bully? Would you share/ tag the video?
Would you spread the gossip?
Would you step in?
By sharing/tagging the memes/ snapchats/ screenshots YOU ARE COMPLICIT.
By standing by as another human no matter what age gets publicly humiliated YOU ARE JUST AS GUILTY. So what do you do?
If it’s on Facebook report immediately as any form of violence is against their standards. If you recognise the person….fuck your….you ok Hun? Text Ring the relevant authorities
Take screenshots
If you know the names of the bullies don’t assume the family do. Contact them. Volunteer information.
There are too many young people dying through suicide, for their horrified family to find out afterwards that their beautiful child was being picked on.
If you work in an office and witness it…don’t thank your lucky stars it’s not you. Stand up for that person. The more you do…others will follow. It takes courage.
It takes integrity.
It’s frightening.
Yet no one can take your strength of character from you.
The victim who is the target of the bully will know people cared enough to speak up. It creates a chain reaction. A school policy is founded, a hr regulation gets passed and a community comes together to defend their young against the dredges of humanity. End the silence.

©️Fiona Faery

By Fiona Faery

16 May, 2019 14:56

On my holidays with the mammy..Loving endless days filled with books, croissants & coffee.
Mum & I found a sheltered spot to read our books each morning.
The hotel cat also found us and proceeded to jump onto my lap & begin an intense grooming process of herself much to my amusement.
After she received much cuddles, she retired to the end of the sofa for a snooze.
I immersed myself in my book, to only witness a stream of different hotel guests, from different nationalities & many different languages….coo & fuss over my new feline friend. It was so heartwarming to see. Even though we didn’t speak the same language, we all understood each other perfectly. We all thought she was a complete character and brought all of us that are owned by furry familiars (and missing them) together……
Love is truly a universal language❤️

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

9 May, 2019 09:57

Is a Spiritualist a medium?
The answer is yes.
Spiritualist churches are places of worship for the practitioners of Spiritualism. The Spiritualist service is usually conducted by a medium. Generally, there is an opening prayer, an address, the singing of hymns, and finally a demonstration of mediumship.

You do not have to be a Spiritualist or connected to a religion to be a medium. A medium is an individual that connects with your loved ones in spirit. All mediums are psychic.
If you can connect with spirit you can connect with the living!!!!
However not all psychics are mediums. You can be a highly intuitive individual and use tools such as cards, runes, crystals etc for divination purposes but not have the ability to connect with spirit, hence the term fortune teller.
You will be drawn to the right reader for you. Mediums/ Psychics are regular people and have a variety of life experiences.
You will ‘connect’ with the right reader. Word of mouth is fantastic but ultimately it is a personal connection with the reader that is right for you.

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery

30 April, 2019 14:46

I love romance readings.I’m a hopeless romantic! I still get excited when a happy client messages me to say they have found love once more.
It takes so much courage to be vulnerable with our hearts. To step into the arena once more and try again, daring to trust again.
Hindsight is a powerful gift.
I find the more intelligent a person, the more in danger they are of intellectualizing the process.
There comes a point where you have to surrender.
You have to take that leap of faith into the unknown.
For comfort & safety can be great bedfellows for awhile….but there is no growth there. The years can pass & whilst your heart is safe, no love can blossom in such a place.
There are no guarantees sadly.
The soulmate relationship is one of the most intense experiences to encounter. When it’s good it’s great , when it’s bad it’s horrid.
When your heart has been broken, you need to rest & recover.
The part of you that is your truth needs to assimilate the lesson.
You must accept it is over.
Suffering occurs when we internalize & Annalise every minuscule text preceding the breakup and in its wake.
The nervous exhaustion alone is enough to push you over the edge.
The endless whys / ifs/ ands or buts. The woulda/ coulda / shouldas that serve to torture us late into the night. The waking anxiety if we had said this..done that…looked like this etc.
This is what misery feels like.
Love is unconditional.
When you become awakened from a conditional mindset you begin to see patterns in all your relationships. Boundaries is a turning point in healthy mature relationships. Knowing you are enough as you are. In your gorgeous shape & sensuality. Owning your sexuality & desire.
Accepting that compliment.
Knowing you deserve to be happy.
Being vulnerable and communicating your needs to someone whose needs are equally important to you.
You deserve so much joy, but first you must acknowledge the need to fix another. The compulsive attraction to the wounded soul. That red flag that’s waving at you, is your subconscious going “iceberg straight ahead!”
How do you stop this attraction?
You acknowledge your beautiful wounded soul.
You seek help. Get to the root of the issue. Look at examples of kind people. Seek them out. Allow yourself to receive instead of endlessly give.
None of the lessons are easy.
Yet love is so precious.

If it’s one thing I’ve learned from several thousand readings over the last 20 years, it’s that when we connect with that special person all the other lessons we learned with other lovers make sense. Love is a two way street. It takes work. It’s not easy , but it most certainly is worth it.
In the end….all there is
Is love.
Don’t give up.

©️Fiona Ní Mhuirri

By Fiona Faery