I’m going to try and walk you through my mind-reading routine as one would observe it, using a specific reading as an example. I was sitting outside my apartment having a beer with a friend I’ll call Zach. He was asking me questions about my process, and we chit chatted about it a little and I suddenly said I think I’m ready to try. I cannot describe the terror I felt when reading cherished friends. The chance of losing them often made me shake. I brought my hands to my eyes to remove suggestion as a possible explanation, and I got right into my routine. “Ok. My eyes are covered so I can’t pick up on suggestion, and I’m gonna say the same thing I say to everybody else. I need you to think of an image with a silhouette I can recognize. If you have an auto response you always think of in these situations, please think of something else but it has to be random, otherwise it won’t be where I can see it. You got one?” “Yes,” he replies. “Umm..” I said, “I’m seeing like a downward angle, but it’s in front of something… This can’t be right, but I’m seeing a hairy elbow.” He said back to me, “Well you’re right Joe, I was thinking of my chin and beard.” I literally cried in relief.