Confronting the Skeptic

Something curious — yet perhaps not so random — happened to me this week. After wrapping up my Monday workout at the gym, I made my way toward the door. Just as I passed the main desk, one of the personal trainers flagged me down, a mischievous grin plastered across his face. Dangling from his hand was a keychain adorned with a pink quartz crystal obelisk. With a mock flourish, he declared, “I found your keys!”

They weren’t my keys, and he knew it. This was no innocent mistake; it was a setup for what he really wanted — a soapbox moment to vent about what he called “Woo Woo Charlatans.”

I no longer wear crystals, beads, or anything that openly hints at my psychic inclinations. These days, I probably come across as more of a gym rat than an Akashic Reader. But that doesn’t mean I hide who I am. I’m always open to conversations about my beliefs and, when the timing feels right, I even share insights from the Galactic Akashic Records. But dealing with skeptics, especially those who are combative, is a different story.

As the trainer launched into his unsolicited tirade, dismissing spiritual practices as nonsense, I felt a surge of thoughts forming. Should I reveal my abilities? Maybe I could tap into his past lives and offer a revelation that would make him question his skepticism. The possibilities raced through my mind. Yet, amidst the mental chatter, a deeper realization emerged: Nothing I said would change his mind.

We are all spiritual beings having a human experience, each navigating our own path. Some of us choose a spiritual road in this lifetime, while others follow more conventional routes. Neither choice is superior; both serve the evolution of our souls.

And so, I simply listened. Not with the intent to respond, but to understand. His words, though dismissive, weren’t about me. They were a reflection of his own journey, his own uncertainties. There was no need to defend my truth. I already knew it.

Looking back, I believe this encounter wasn’t accidental. It was a soul agreement — a reminder for me to stand firmly in my beliefs without seeking validation. Our exchange, however small, reinforced a powerful lesson: My truth remains true, whether others believe it or not.

Have you ever faced a skeptic or felt the pull to defend your beliefs? How did you handle it? I’d love to hear your experiences.