Pass the cupcakes!
You’re now part of the #realtalk emails!
Blushing with pride and also a little daunted over the privilege of being in your sacred inbox.
I promise to deliver only the snappiest psychic tips and blogs, along with the latest video each week.
Signing up to an email is like a first date. I’ve brushed my teeth and worn my favourite pink boots for the occasion, and
I really hope this is the start of a long and fun relationship.
But you’re no cheap date
Nothing worse than handing over your deets, then getting a deluge of needy/spammy emails for the next 3 months until you break up with them in disgust.
Your email means the world to me.
I’m going to give you a shit-ton of value in return. I want you to look forward to our Wednesday dates and I will work hard to make you feel like the special shiny light you are.
With this email, I promise:
* A personal update from me,
* The latest blog post and video hot off the press
*Details of how you can work with me if that feels right*
*The afore-mentioned shit-ton of psychic resources to inspire you and help you become even more intuitive.
*A ‘pupdate’ from Bruce (may contain traces of dog hair.)
I pour my heart and soul (and a little dog hair) into the #realtalk newsletters and I hope we are a good match. But if I’m not making your life one big glitter toss, then feel free to break up with me. It won’t be awks – promise.
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