Ellie Crystal

The information given to me by this woman was distorted and abrasive. I don’t care if you’re from NY or Montana, delivering «truth» to people is an art form and I did not find that here. By the way truth is relative, and anytime someone delivers their truth, or puts their spin on yours, throw it out. For someone with a psychiatric background, I expected her to meet me where I am. She didn’t. I felt hopeless and insulted for who I am and the path I’ve chosen, like I’ve had no accomplishments, thinking I could have spent that $ 180 on something other than the critical reading I got. There were some poignant things to consider, but overall, like the last review, my experience was borderline traumatizing. I definitely do not feel uplifted and encouraged by the experience. My head hurt the next day after this reading and I did not appreciate someone being anything less than delicate with my private information. When we walk into someone’s house or church or bedroom or store or museum we take care to respect what’s there.
Yes sometimes the «truth» hurts, but we must balance what we deliver with upliftment and gentleness, with as much positivity as possible. Earth is shitty enough sometimes. We can be firm if needed but not condescending. Again, an art form. When you have a gift you use it to help a person where they are. This woman spoke AT me for an hour, and most things were just off. She doesn’t know the beauty in my life, how far I’ve come or the appreciation I’ve received from others. Anything that makes you feel less than the amazing person that you are is not worth your time. Lesson learned. I’m sorry to myself for committing to this reading. I was excited beforehand, and in tears after.

I grew up in the area and have wanted to see Ellie ever since I first got internet access in the mid-​late 90s. Her website was one of the first I encountered and I regularly referenced it throughout the years, up to the present day.
I have seen other psychics and astrologers in the past, but as my life went topsy-​turvy recently I again came across Ellie’s site and decided to finally make an appointment. The experience was beyond disappointing after looking up to her for about 15 years. It was borderline traumatizing, actually.
Upon entering her home she immediately began spouting off about my profession (she was correct). I sat down and as she shuffled her deck, she asked me to pull up some of my work on her iPad, so she could print it out and get some vibes from it. Since I don’t have a website, I googled my name for images. In doing this, I saw that my LinkedIn page was in her browser history. So thaaaat’s how she guessed my profession immediately upon my entering!
The best part of that is, that later in the reading she felt like I may have studied in Europe, and possibly dabbled in another trade, and named several former employers. All of this info is of course on my LinkedIn page, so this section of the reading was pretty boring and irrelevant to me.
She did a thorough palm reading (inking my palm and pressing it on a Manila folder) which was the most accurate part of the reading by far. She pointed out the lines and wrote notes on what she saw, which was cool. She told me she doesn’t believe in astrology.
More than half of my reading was concerning a parent, which was alright by me, as I was interested in hearing what she saw for the person. But she has a very condescending tone. I asked her about the possibilities of this person moving, and she immediately shot it down saying «where would they go?» Almost incredulously, and adding «They can’t afford California» (this is absolutely not true!). As for me, when I asked questions about me moving, she said the same sort of thing. Basically she said that, I’m from here. Where else on earth would I go?
Throughout the reading she expressed disgust at my hair, and told me I would never meet a man until I cut it. Also peppered throughout the reading was her wish that I should lose 20 lbs. which I found extremely annoying, uncomfortable, and insulting. At the end of the reading, she actually asked if she could try on my jacket. When it was too tight, she said to me «this jacket doesn’t close. Why doesn’t it close on me? You’re bigger than me!» I have this all on audio.
After a few weeks of growing to like myself again after being bashed during this reading, I decided to listen to my recording of it to take some notes. It was like reliving a nightmare. She seriously bullied me!
I also found her to be pretty racist. She’s just an old school Jewish Brooklyn woman who tells it like she thinks it is I guess, except I happen to think she was way off.