The Palmist Who Shows Two Fingers To Convention

Showing Two Fingers To Convention (PIC *)

I may not be the most scientific palmist, but I also know what an omen looks like. His hands were incredible, the strangest I'd ever seen by far, and I had been invited to read them. From the palmist’s perspective it was easy.

With only two fingers, his talents are channeled in very specific directions - Mercury and Apollo in this case, for the little finger and the ring finger respectively. On the one hand (the left, more intimate side), it would be about communication and transaction. On the other, (the right, more external side), creative expression was key. Both had whorl fingerprints, the print of fire, the most focused dermatoglyph. His arms were like laser cannons, the left firing cleanly through a Mercury filter, though the right finger was bent over a little, and maybe less well directed. I told him he was an excellent communicator, especially good at advising close friends, capable of making things happen and getting people motivated. With the rare presence of a heart line that was completely without damage, he would also be the kind of person that doesn't really suffer emotional pain.

Spot on so far.

His hands bore the stigmata under the little finger associated with healing, so I told him people feel better when they talk to him. People tell him that often, he said. He thought it was because he was always cheerful, regardless of what happened to him, regardless of his disability, and so others felt obliged to cheer up too.

The fate line branched under the head line, at a point I dated to age 31, with one branch going to a really funky swirl of skin patternation, so I told him he had changed careers in a major way at that age, opening his mind to new things. He had indeed, and moved to England in the process, at 31. His friend wanted me to read his regular ten fingered hands, but I gave him a card - I was busy with an angel of cheiromancy. People on the tube looked on, some in horror, seeing ugliness where I saw beauty and character in the hands. Perhaps he does not often receive such appreciation in public.

One palm had another, tighter swirl on the mount of Luna, two-thirds of the way down, and people with that can cut themselves off, so I warned him about allowing himself to get isolated. He does, for weeks at a time apparently, but didn't think it was a problem. Maybe he was right, as the heart line suggests that it isn't taxing his emotional wellbeing. It is always important in divination to separate how you as a reader would respond to circumstance from how the client would.

I stayed on the tube, going out of my way all the way to Swiss Cottage to explore his hands. My twentieth pair of hands that night were things of wonder, and I did another eight the following day at a flea market, making a good weekend for me as the palmist. It’s a great job, and I’m a great palm reader - the world can catch up in its own time, I’m doing my thing, sticking two fingers up to convention, even if the fingers aren’t mine.