My search began rather mundanely: I googled "psychics" and clicked the "search Australia only" button, since I was neither curious nor confident enough to take a chance on an overseas experiment. It's amazing how many people claim to be psychics. Some are, I've discovered, some are some of the time and some only think they are. So far, I've never met a complete charlatan, though I'm sure they exist as well. Of all the "psychics" in Australia, one caught my attention: it was a website called "Psychic Oranges." I liked the title so I had a look. As it turned out, the reason the author gave his website that name is because the smell of oranges was his first psychic experience.

If I was a psychic, the young woman's fiance turned out to be a "super-psychic," though it didn't seem so at the time. Like mine, the images and words that came to his mind made little sense to him, but like me, he followed our teacher's instructions and let them come out unobstructed. It went something like this: