Last July I bought a copy of "NZ's NO.1 WEEKLY MAGAZINE", aka Woman's Day, mainly because I wanted to see the "EXCLUSIVE PHOTOS" of "WILL & KATE'S ISLAND PARADISE." (And, yes, my curiosity in this regard clearly outweighed my reluctance to fuel the exploitative trade in intrusive celebrity photographs.) As luck would have it they showed the best photograph on the cover so I could have saved myself $4.20, but it gave me a chance to flick through a publication I'd normally never peruse. (It's true.)
The section called Destiny in which "Deb Webber helps contact lost loved ones" left me with an uncomfortable impression. A reader had supplied a photograph of her husband and asked: "Were my prayers answered for my beautiful husband to be safe and happy?"
It seems that each week Webber communicates with a specific dead person to get the low-down on exactly what's happening on the so-called "other side". On this occasion she wrote: "There is a gentleman, slender, with grey hair ... I'm seeing a wedding ring - it's your husband." The accompanying photograph of the man sent in by the reader revealed him to be slender with grey hair. It certainly didn't take a clairvoyant, psychic or medium to regurgitate this blindingly obvious fact.
Like the work of many such practitioners her response contained a lot of generic statements that could apply to most people: "He didn't want to die" and "You got on so well". It also contained calculated guesses. In seeing "a small lounge room and three bedrooms", Webber described the average Kiwi house. "I'm getting that he was cremated" is just a good guess - as is claiming he was unwell before he died.
I think that duping a vulnerable and bereaved person into thinking they've received messages from beyond the grave is mean, not to mention callous and opportunistic.