A Brush with A Psychic

Not so long ago, I had encountered a very well-known and talked about psychic in our neighborhood. I came to her for a consultation because I was confused with a lot of stuff in my life then,primarily concerning education and finances. I was taken aback when the highly-regarded woman spread out a deck of cards before me,and blabbered about my life nonstop. In less than an hour, she was able to tell me about my sordid past,my present predicament, and my future tales. I wasn't just amazed...I WAS ENTHRALLED.
How could such a mysterious woman dictate on my power of reasoning and swayed me with profusions and wonderment? Eighty-precent of what she revealed to me was true, and undeniably existing.
Where did she get her skill? Or is that what you call GIFT?
It's bewildering that certain people possess this kind of gift-and leave the bystander in freeze...begging for more information,whining for a better understanding of life.
And from that time on, I never stopped inquiring about the unknowns of life-things unanswerable and better left unsaid.