Glenda-Marie Psychic Medium

08/08/2026

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07/08/2026

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06/08/2026

To anyone taking the hits while wishing upon a star called karma: I see you.

​I know how exhausting it can be. But holding onto your integrity, your truth, and your values through the mess isn't weakness ..It’s pure strength.

​Keep going.
Trust that the scales will tip eventually.😉 ⚖️ 👊

04/08/2026

If I’ve learned anything in this work, it’s this....

anyone else agree?

04/08/2026

Sometimes finding peace isn’t about fixing anything.

​It’s about remembering who you were before you took it all on.

​If you’re ready to reconnect, my bookings are open.

02/08/2026

Cannot wait for this !!

Who”s ready for another snippet from my Autobiography - The Silenced Psychic ?

The Final Goodbye.

It wasn't the fact that I never got the apology, or even the acknowledgment of all the wrong doing. You see, for most people, that's exactly what they need in order to accept closure.
For me, it was the need to disassociate completely and remove the very essence and presence of what had been evident for the majority of my life. But like a bad odour you can mask with a freshening spray, it only suppresses the smell for a short period of time before it reappears.
I had to take full control. Be ruthless. Some might even say selfish, looking in from the outside.
A leopard never changes its spots. I knew the coming months, which then turned into years, would be challenging. But I kept my faith and trust in Spirit to hold and guide me through it.
One letter would follow another. Email after email. And then the threats, carried through the mouths of manipulated fools, were just some of the consistent harassment I faced on a weekly basis. And at first, like baited prey, I would fall into every single pre-planned trap, feeling the need to defend myself.
I would dread the notification of emails. My stomach would turn over when the post dropped through the letterbox. And my heart would beat uncontrollably when crossing paths with someone I once knew, who had been falsely fed preconceived ideas of the person I was supposed to be.
My short moments of happiness were closely observed and quickly shut down. There were too many eyes on ground control, reporting back to HQ.
The puppet master was still in control, pulling my strings. As I took one step forwards, the consequence of this would be two steps back.
The vicious cycle continued to consume. There were days when my mind felt like it was a washing machine on full spin mode.
And then, one day, whilst changing some batteries in the TV remote control, the penny finally dropped...
Power.
In order to watch the TV, I had to replace the batteries to resume power. And that was exactly what I was doing—giving far too much of mine away.
That, for me, was enough.
Lesson learned...
And the final goodbye.

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゚viralシ

02/08/2026

Now?
You’ll find me at the races, barefoot, dancing like nobody’s watching and living in my own little world.

And honestly… I wouldn’t have it any other way. 💃✨

31/07/2026

It's ok to be human...

Emotions are high atm

Be gentle with yourself

Big love to all 🫶



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31/07/2026

Congratulations, Rev'd Kazza White on your beautiful ordination. ✨

Through Spirit, our paths connected, and I feel so grateful for the love and connection we share.

May the love of God, Spirit, and your own beautiful heart continue to guide you as you step forward into this next chapter. May you bring comfort, healing, and hope to all those who are blessed to cross your path.

Wishing you so much love, happiness, and divine guidance on this incredible journey. 🤍✨