Handwriting Analysis. Welcome to Life-Enhancement Central.

Having your handwriting analyzed can be one of the most loving and life-affirming things you’ll ever do for yourself.

It works like a mirror. How you write reflects who you are, not only on the outside in terms of your personality and character traits, but deep, deep on the inside, where nobody ever gets to see.

By taking a look into your own soul in this way, you are often able – perhaps for the first time in forever – to really see who you are, behind the barriers, behind any conflicts and doubts, and why you came here. We think we know the answers. We think they’re obvious. “Are you crazy? Of course I know who I am,” we say. But all too often that’s a story we tell ourselves.

The truth, when it comes, is very different and can propel us to a whole new level. I’ve seen it happen a lot. People begin at Point A, have their writing analyzed, and suddenly switch, heading off towards Point B.

You can drive the same beaten-up old car for years if things are going okay. But when it isn’t working properly,  sooner or later you’ll need to take a look under the hood and see what’s going on.

Handwriting analysis tells us what’s going on under your hood.

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Back in the early Spring, I wrote an article for Spirituality & Health magazine about finding your path in life and removing blockages to your gifts and destiny. The response from readers was overwhelming, beyond anything I could have anticipated, telling me how moved they were and how it had changed their perspective on their lives. I was deluged in emails for months.

To read the article CLICK HERE.

They reacted in this way because I also shared with them some information about my own special gift – for analyzing handwriting. It turns out that most of us, at one time or another, get to a crossroads where we begin to question our path, our identity, even our purpose in being here. How come nothing seems to be working out? How come we don’t feel fulfilled?

I admitted to our readers that I’d never studied the subject, and yet had found, about 20 years ago, out of the blue, that I had a quite uncanny ability to see beyond the writing itself, sometimes into what seemed like the very soul of the person who wrote it. Their motivations, their strengths, their pain, their abilities, their insecurities, any leftover hurt from childhood, and so on.

Leading astrologer Kristin Fontana said about it on her radio show, “I’m blown away by it. It was simply incredible. I don’t recommend anything unless it’s top notch, but…I highly recommend getting one of these done.” (You can hear her going nuts over it by clicking HERE.)

It’s a strange talent – some kind of psychometry, I think – and therefore something that, initially anyway, I could think of no practical use for, beyond being a sort of weird parlor game or fairground sideshow trick that I would do at parties or when specific people asked me to. That, however, changed over the years. In time, I was forced to take it more seriously, not least because the reactions I got were consistently mind-blowing.

“Wow!!! What a gift you have. I have so much to think about since reading this. Thank you for sharing your gift and for doing it with such beauty and kindness. You are “right on” about everything…”  M.L.

“There was just so much that reflected me. I tried to find something (anything) that I can say  ”that is not me” or “that’s inaccurate.” I haven’t found anything”  D.B.

“My ‘report’ felt like a love letter from someone who knows me very well and who cares. I have read it several times and cried. I feel seen. It is truly a gift to me, not something I have often experienced.” D.W. 

And so on. As you can imagine, it’s incredibly heartwarming to receive comments like this, even though it’s for something that I don’t even feel I’m responsible for. I’m channeling the information about the person rather than judging them or their writing.

Similar comments came from Kristin Fontana when she interviewed me at length for her internet radio podcast recently. She was blown away by the analysis I did of her.

So what is this thing I do, then?

Well, quite honestly, I’m a little hazy about the details. It appears I am what is called ‘a truth teller’. Someone who knows without knowing how they know. Somehow, don’t ask me how, I have insights into people’s souls that allow them to see themselves for who they really are, free of encumbrances and judgments. That’s remarkable. There’s more information HERE if you’re interested in having your handwriting analyzed too.

As a journalist I denied this gift for years and years, until in the end, mostly because people kept saying how amazing it was, even I had to come around and admit, “It’s really potent, this thing I do.” And mysterious. A bit like crop circles. I may not know the how or the why of it exactly, but something’s definitely going on here, and it has the potential, it seems, to change lives and make people feel better about themselves.

Most times, all I have to do is stare at the writing and tune in to its vibe. Almost immediately, information about the person begins passing through me, sometimes at speed, sometimes slower, according to what the writer needs to know about their life, and I scramble to write it all down in as coherent a fashion as possible. That’s it. The process.

Once, a long time ago, I wrote to James Randi. D’you know him? He’s a Canadian stage magician (The Amazing Randi) who later upgraded from merely ‘amazing’ to being ‘really quite something’, after setting up a trust offering one million dollars to anyone who could prove they were psychic. It was meant as a sideshow, I think, intended to draw charlatan tarot readers, astrologers, and mediums (and he would no doubt say they’re all charlatans) into the light, the better to expose and debunk them. And a good thing too.

In my case – well, I don’t pretend to know much about all of that, but this handwriting gift seems peculiarly psychicky to me. So, I said to him, “Look, James, I’m not interested in your money – I’ll take it, of course; I’m not an idiot, but I don’t care about it – what I’d like is for you and your peeps to conduct exploratory tests in a laid-back fashion (if I try it under pressure, the whole thing goes away; I freeze up), and find out why I can stare at the handwriting of someone I’ve never met, seen, or spoken to, and instantly know a thousand tiny things about their life and behavior – because, hey, I’m a journalist, and even I can see that what I do is impossible. So come on, let’s debunk this together.”

Randi wrote back very quickly, interested but stern. Told me the first round of blind tests would include the handwritings of five complete strangers. “Fine,” I replied. Then the next round would involve ten strangers, and I’d have to get them all right. “Fine, let’s do it,” I wrote back. “I’m confident it’ll work. It always does.”

I never heard from him again.

Anyway, back to the article. Several weeks later, it appeared in the July issue of Spirituality & Health to a generally favorable response.

In some ways, it felt like a coming out announcement: “Dad, I have something to tell you. I’m psychic.” I even, at the end, said that if any readers would like to have their handwriting analyzed, I’d happily do it for them. An empty gesture really, to be honest. The last time I made this kind of offer, nothing happened. Nothing at all. I didn’t receive a single reply. Because people don’t quite understand what kind of analysis they’re going to get, they can’t convince themselves to have it done. I find that a lot. Only afterwards, once they read it, does its amazing value become evident, and they wonder how they lived without knowing this stuff. These days most of us type everything anyway; writing is a dead art. So, at most, I figured, maybe four people would get in touch.

But that’s not how it went. I was inundated.

Realizing that I am just one person and they were many, and it was impossible for me to satisfy the demand while still carrying on my other work in any meaningful way, I decided to charge a nominal submission fee, just to make it a two-way street. It’s only right – right? After all, you really only value what you pay for, and I know how life-changing this stuff can be in some instances.

In the event, I would say that, out of every ten readers who contacted me asking for their handwriting to be analyzed, probably 80%, on finding out that they might have to pay, shied away and were never heard from again. Because they didn’t understand the value of what they were getting and, as I said, assumed it was a parlor trick, they couldn’t bring themselves to pay for it. That was a huge surprise. However, it turned out to be the perfect filtering system, because otherwise I’d have been overwhelmed. (I average two a day, that’s all). Meanwhile, the remaining 20% continued happily on and were effusive in their praise of the analysis when they read it. I was blown away by their comments.

“I just wanted to let you know that your analysis was astoundingly accurate and enlightening. Even my family and closest friends would not have been able to articulate the entirety of what you did — especially with such a degree of detail and nuance. I have already found it quite helpful and I’m very grateful for your gift.” K.C.

“This analysis was amazingly spot on.  There is so much there. Reading it felt like I was getting a good, deep look at myself.” C.L.

“Thank you, thank you. I have some new intentions to set, some freedoms to focus on, each moment of the rest of my life to enjoy. You have a beautiful gift. I hope one of these days I run into you in person and I can give you a big hug.” M.M.  

“The first words out of my mouth were, “Oh my God, wow!” You are an amazing man, Cash Peters!! I am astounded at how well you know me…..you pretty much got me pegged.” K.K.  

Isn’t that something? It takes my breath away sometimes, the reaction. This thing appears to be a really big deal. It moves people. It uplifts them. Many times it gives them a renewed sense of direction. I was taken by surprise at how much, actually. Therefore for the month of July 2011, I put my life and the book I’m writing on hold and enjoyed an incredibly happy and stimulating experience.

So far so brilliant.

But then things started to get weird.

The world, I now realize, is filled mostly with wonderful, upstanding, generous-hearted people who operate only with love, compassion, and the right intentions. I enjoy doing their handwritings and always will. Then there are a handful of kooks and opportunists who are out to game the system and take you for all they can, often for no reason other than that it fills their time and gives them a sense of superiority.

• The first sign was when I heard from a dark-hearted cheapskate in Florida, who wrote claiming she was unable to view the page on my website, the one with the instructions and the fee on it. But she submitted her handwriting anyway, hoping to have it done for nothing. And you know what? I did it. That’s how I know she was a dark-hearted cheapskate. Like a fool, I jotted down some quick notes and sent them back.
• Then there was the actress who tweeted me to say that she’d LOVE to have her handwriting done, and I told her I’d be honored. However, since she was a celebrity, she clearly expected it to be done for free – no questions asked. Well, okay…. but you know what? I did have a question, as a matter of fact: are you out of your mind??? I simply directed her to the information page on my website, and, needless to say, she never supplied her handwriting.
• A single dad in Canada contacted me, claiming he had three starving kids and no money. But he was prepared to make a huge sacrifice, he said, and pay the submission fee anyway. And even though his writing revealed that he was pretty well off and most likely what he said wasn’t true, I decided to take him at his word. I gave him a full analysis for a third of the price, and refunded the rest. Afterwards, there wasn’t even an acknowledgement. Not a ‘thank you’. Not a peep.
• The actress contacted me, not about her handwriting, but asking for a copy of my new health and healing book. This time I relented and sent her one, thinking she might effuse about it to her vast army of followers. She didn’t. If I had it on elastic, I’d yank it out of her hands and back into mine, but it never occurred to me to do that.

In just three weeks, a fun project had taken a nosedive into craziness.

There were even, I suspect, a couple of graphologists who wrote in, testing me to find out how good this ‘gift’ could possibly be; or to see if they could smell snake-oil, as if I was some kind of conman out to fool everyone with my brilliant scam. A scam that, to work effectively, would require that I forfeit almost entirely my leisure time AND work time in order to sit at a computer for hours and hours and hours, staring at a piece of handwriting, trying to figure out what it meant – and all for what it cost back then, a measly ninety bucks!!! I’d rather sell boxes of oranges on a street-corner, quite honestly. At least I’d be out in the open.

Of course, it’s not a scam. The majority of people wrote back afterwards telling me how ‘spot on’ the analysis was – something I take no credit for, incidentally; I’m merely the messenger. While those I assumed to be graphologists never contacted me again. Most likely they were too busy staring at what I’d written, fuming, “Damn, he’s better than us!”

But all of that aside, it’s been amazing. Around 95% highly enjoyable, I’d say.

So enjoyable actually that I wound up putting both July, August, AND September on hold while I tackled the countless handwritings pouring into my fax machine.  Sure, it got a little messy and strange in places, but for the legitimate inquirers, the ones who entered into the true spirit of the experiment, I think we managed to generate some amazing results and maybe even change a few lives along the way. I mean, come on – what better way to spend the summer really?

“I want to thank you for opening my mind, my heart, and my whole being. It is extraordinary that you knew the whole me better than I ever knew myself. There is no dollar amount that can measure the value of what you have given me. I am truly grateful.”  K.B.

TV Swami – he worn out. A tad confused too, but very happy and satisfied.    

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