A clairvoyant told me my fiancé was not the one

March 27, 2016

I couldn’t believe it. What do I do with that information?

Photo: Narcis Ciocan

An unfortunate thing happened before I got married… I had my cards and palm read by a clairvoyant.

Let me just say upfront that I’m not in the practice of visiting clairvoyants—sure I’ve been to the occasional one when I was a bit despondent or because a girlfriend wanted to get a reading, and I went along. Why not? I’m always up for a bit of good news.

In fact I had a really good reader once at the Boston Tea Room in Brisbane—which is now defunct—remember it? No sooner had I sat down, when the reader, Shirley, asked me who Jenny was. Jenny was my closest friend. That freaked me out. So did the fact she rolled her eyes back in her head all the time… creepy.

But for a bit of fun, my future sister-in-law had her hens’ night at a bar which also had a clairvoyant set up in the corner. After a drink or two—I’m a two glass screamer so it may as well have been ten drinks—we all decided to get ‘read’.

I was engaged at the time to the hen’s brother, a gorgeous man who I still love to this day. But when my turn came to get a reading, the clairvoyant looked at me and said “The man you are with is not the love of your life, there will be another.”

I couldn’t believe it. What do I do with that information?

I didn’t think to ask the right questions maybe because of shock. Was I going to be widowed? Was he not going to show up at the church? When would this ‘love of my life’ appear and from where? Was I going to leave him?

But none of that happened. My fiancé did show up at the church, and we married and it was beautiful. But I never forgot her words.

And she was right. Three years later, we knew it wasn’t right… we were best friends but we didn’t have the steam to last a life time and we separated and divorced. I still love him and now, several decades later I don’t think we did the right thing separating.

There was someone else—someone whom I met and fell passionately in love with. We married and he was the one. He passed away eight years after we married.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t begrudge or regret a minute of the love, passion and pain I had with my true love but maybe a life with a best friend could have been something special… maybe that is more than a lot of people have.

What would you do with that information?

Carmel Elliot
Carmel Elliot is a part-time Brisbane events organiser, mother of two grown men and grandmother of two girls and a boy. When she’s not working or babysitting, she likes to paint in oils, but obviously that doesn't happen very often.