Peggy Rometo became a professional intuitive healer in 2000, at age 40, after years of resisting her psychic talents. Today, thousands of people turn to her for guidance about their physical and emotional wellbeing, and her fans include celebrities like Demi Moore, Deepak Chopra and Donna Karan. Here, she talks about the dramatic lead-up to her reinvention and why a Second Act is sometimes set in motion by painful events, and she suggests ways even skeptics can tap into their own intuitive wisdom
Stephanie: First, could you explain exactly what it is you do. What does being psychic actually mean, and how do you help people heal?
Peggy: I am able to access flashes of information in the form of words, pictures, feelings or sensations about past, present or future situations. This information helps to provide healing to others. Some people simply need to hear the right words. Others need a more detailed conversation that speaks directly to them. People find this process to be authentic, validating and cathartic. Individuals have reported back to me that after this process they have been healed from serious illnesses, or that it has helped to correctly identify a mystery illness. Sometimes it has helped them cure a condition as simple as nail biting. While the process doesn’t always end up in a physical cure, people absolutely receive emotional relief.
Stephanie: In your twenties, you worked briefly as a flight attendant, and then you ran a real estate investment business in your thirties. Were you aware of your psychic gifts during this time? How did they figure into your life?
Peggy: As a child, I got glimpses into the future and I always felt the presence of spirits. But I was afraid of all this. In my twenties I really started to see more things, have more déjà vu moments. Then I had a dream that my brother David would die, and a couple of weeks later he was killed in a car accident. Afterward, I didn’t want to have more experiences like that. David’s death shut me down, psychically, even more. A couple years later I met my husband. We got married, had three children (two sons 17 and 14 and a daughter now 10). We lived in Kansas City and ran a real estate investment business. I was raised Catholic—I still occasionally participate —and my husband started to read spiritual books such as Conversations with God by Neil Donald Walsh, Quantum Healing by Deepak Chopra and Awakening to Zero Point by Gregg Braden, just to name a few. The books made me nervous until I understood we were still talking about one God. I started to gravitate toward a broader view of spirituality as well, but I didn’t want to walk away from my faith. Then, my older brother, Larry, was killed in a tragic way. He was 40 and had been battling manic depression ever since David’s death, which had shattered his life. He’d been on medication ever since, and was finally managing his emotional imbalances. Then one night, while driving on the interstate, his car went down an embankment and crashed. In spite of a head injury he managed to climb back up to interstate. Passers-by couldn’t see his car, only this bloodied man staggering along the center median. They reported the accident on their cell phones, but no one stopped. So he stumbled into a lane of traffic and was killed instantly by a semi truck.
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