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BEING PSYCHIC

April 8, 2026 Jill Hamilton

My name is Jill and I’ve been a psychic medium and clairvoyant for many years. I never thought in my wildest dreams I’d follow this path in life but sometimes the Universe presents us with opportunities that challenge and invite us to follow “a road less travelled,”

So here I am opening a website and inviting you to take a peek into a different world.

As a very young child growing up in Melbourne, I do remember having experiences where I “saw” people my parents couldn’t see but I don’t think this is uncommon at all and I’ve read that many people describe similar experiences. I think this probably indicates that most of us do have the potential to be psychic. As I grew older, I still had the occasional dream of me in different clothes in far flung places in different eras.  I now believe I was being shown some of my past lives but at the time, I put it down to  having a vivid imagination.

 My mother and I also shared a link which was at times funny but also a bit odd. For instance, if I decided to drop in to visit my mother when a lecture at college was unexpectedly cancelled, I’d pick up some lunch on the way to her place and more often than not, my mother had the same food on the table saying, “Oh, I thought you might pop in.” I thought that we just knew each other very well.

Still, psychic matters were accepted as a normal topic of conversation in our household. One year in late November, my mother mentioned her deceased  grandmother had leant over her shoulder that day “reminding” her that she’d forgotten to put the currants in the Christmas pudding. I’d often be told stories of my grandmother’s sister who was not only a water diviner but had extraordinarily good fortune at the races with numbers she’d ”seen” so psychic family members were not unusual in my home – it was just I didn’t think of myself that way.

As I grew into adulthood, a career path, marriage and motherhood consumed my life and it was not until I went through a personal crisis, that in desperation one day, I asked my grandfather who had died some years before, if he could help me through the crisis.

The next day he appeared in my mind and simply said “Courage!” I was amazed but in that one word, he gave me comfort and support. He continued to help me on a daily basis and the one word grew into two or three and then sentences until one day several months later, he said he couldn’t continue anymore. I was devastated. However, he introduced me to an angelic figure whom he said would help me if I needed it.  I was deeply upset to lose contact with my much-loved grandfather but I came to accept the other spiritual guides who came, shared their knowledge and went again only to be replaced with a new guide with more information to teach me.

I feel so fortunate to have these abilities and having shared them with my family, friends and acquaintances for many years, I have now set up this website where I can also share them with others who may live further afield.

In my daily life, I am the mother of four children, whom I love and appreciate very much and am delighted to be a grandmother to two beautiful granddaughters as well. I love animals, listening to music, growing plants and reading books of all sorts. I write. I teach. I do readings….. and it’s with humility that I say, it gives me much satisfaction and pleasure to be able to share my psychic gifts through the website, “The Reading Room”, with others who are interested in looking at the world and their lives from a different perspective.

SEEING THINGS - Part 1

March 8, 2026 Jill Hamilton

Different psychics sense things in different ways. For me, a lot of information I receive is channelled through as images. Sometimes they are accompanied by a sound track but at other times, I just see one image or a series of images like a video clip. If a sitter has contacted me for a reading, the information I receive is commonly in this form and I usually forget these when the reading is over.

However the images that come randomly to me when I’m alone and repeat over and over, are the ones that tend to stay with me. I have learnt through experience, they often foreshadow events in my life. I appreciate getting images like these because it gives me time to adjust to what’s coming even though I may not know exactly what it is.

A good example of this was when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Initially, I started to get images of grey robed figures chanting as they moved slowly in a circle. I was due for an annual check up and it didn’t come as a surprise to find the cancer I’d had years before had reoccurred. The images kept repeating and I could then hear the words of the chant “Your poor body, your poor body.” When the surgeon advised me to have a mastectomy, he said, “Excuse me for saying so, but you don’t seem upset about it, ” and I was able to honestly reply, “I was expecting it.”

Sometimes images build up over a period of time. For instance, I may be shown an image and this will repeat until I understand what it means. Then another image will be given to me that adds to the first and when I understand that, I am shown another piece of the puzzle. This is an example.

My cousin and aunt are very good bowls players and my cousin was about to play in the finals of a major tournament. I heard the words “look out for the crooked hat badge” and was shown the bowling green where my cousin was playing. Her opponent appeared to be arguing with an official. I phoned my cousin who confirmed her opponent was difficult and when I asked if anything was odd about her hat, she said she hadn’t seen it - so I told her what I’d seen and heard. The next image I saw, was of my cousin’s opponent going into the clubhouse and reading a paper. I called my aunt who was watching my cousin play and she confirmed the opponent was wanting to take a toilet break but as it was just after morning tea, that wasn’t usual. I wondered what would happen next. My aunt excitedly rang me shortly after to tell me the news. She said the opponent had disappeared into the rest room and after a while, had come out with her hat firmly on her head and the bowling badge was quite crooked. Apparently, the woman had stayed in the rest room well beyond the allocated time delaying the play and obviously was hoping to put my cousin put off her game. Needless to say, I didn’t need a further image of my cousin holding the trophy aloft with cheers all around thanks to the spirit guides and the images they’d sent …. and to my cousin’s patience and excellent bowling skills.

GIVING

February 19, 2026 Jill Hamilton

Recently, our country was beset by fires in the south and floods in the north, both at the same time. During these terrible events, there were many media interviews with people who were deeply affected by the loss of their homes, machinery, outbuildings, animals, businesses and in many cases, they’d lost everything except the clothes they were dressed in (and even one gentleman commented with a chuckle, he’d been given the clothes he was wearing).

I was amazed at how stoic these people were and how, in the midst of their own lives being upended, they were still able to voice their gratitude to the people who were helping them; the helicopter pilots who rescued stranded people and much-loved pets from the roofs of flooding homes or dropped fodder to stranded livestock; the people who set up evacuation centres for those in danger or already homeless; the people who made up emergency kits of daily necessities; the people who offered caravans and places to stay and those firefighters who left their own homes to help others and returned to find their farms destroyed. Most of the victims would probably never meet any of the people who’d given up their time, energy and even their lives to help the fire and flood victims.

As I watched events unfold, I remembered part of a reading that had come through several months before. It sounded familiar and perhaps my guide was reminding me of something I’d once read but it was a timely occasion to remember it.

“Giving creates good kharma and will bring tenfold what you give. To give and not expect any return, reaps pennies from heaven.”

I sincerely hope all those people who have suffered through these awful events and the aftermath, get the help and support they need to restart their lives. It’s also a comforting thought, that those who have given so much in response to the people whose lives have been shattered in these disasters without counting the cost to themselves, will also be in some way recognised and rewarded.

PUTTING THINGS TOGETHER

February 5, 2026 Jill Hamilton

“this goes with this and now it makes sense”

As a psychic, being able to “tune in” to the spirit world and accurately describe what is given, is sometimes not easy. In my experience, it’s not only describing the images I’m shown, and understanding the words I’m given, it’s also sensing the emotions and context so that I can accurately relay to my client what spirit wants to convey. Sometimes the things I see, while not having much meaning for me, may have a wealth of meaning for the person having the reading and this can make all the difference to what he or she takes away from the session.

When I started doing readings for people, I’d find some people would say nothing at all apart from telling me their name. After a while, I realised they didn’t understand that a reading was an opportunity to work together to gain insights into people or events in the past or currently in their lives that had caused them confusion or pain. Sometimes it can even be an event in the future that can be avoided. Through these insights, the sitter can often see those experiences differently. To achieve that, the psychic and the sitter need to work together to make sense of what the psychic is accessing through spirit. It’s a lot like putting a jigsaw puzzle together.

For example, I was doing a reading for a woman, Marie. I could see a youth running across a paddock of lush, green grass and  suddenly, he ran straight into a stone wall with a loud smack. I relayed this to Marie and she said the young man sounded like her son, Charlie, but why he was running through a paddock in the country was a puzzle to her. I tuned in again and  there was Charlie running like mad as if the wall didn’t exist. Marie said Charlie’s vision was good and he much preferred the beach to the country so the images simply didn’t make sense to her.  I was not getting any more information so we were just about to move on when Marie asked me to describe the images again as I saw them, so I did “….and he’s running like the wind and BANG!  He’s just hit the wall!” We looked at each other. The phrase “hit the wall” was the key. Marie then remembered. Charlie had been working very hard at University and had put himself under a lot of pressure to do well. Recently, he’d become withdrawn and stopped studying altogether.  In reality, it wasn’t a real wall he’d hit but a sudden loss of confidence to pass his exams had prevented him from continuing his studies.

Working together as Marie and I did, helped both of us understand that what I was seeing and hearing did have meaning for her and, in Marie’s case, gave her the understanding to provide Charlie with some specialised support.

I’ve learnt that messages from the spirit world are often quite literal like this and need to be interpreted carefully with this awareness in mind.

Equally it can be a challenge for me, as a psychic, to restrain myself from putting my own interpretation on what I see, sense or hear because the person having the reading, may be interpreting my descriptions very differently to me. This is because their personal experiences in life are very different to mine. and as with every reader, I can’t let myself forget the reading is for the sitter, not for me.

Let’s look at an example of this in a future blog.

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