Afterlife
My Daughter’s New Life Beyond This One
Recently our 48 year old daughter passed away*. Those of you who have experienced the death of a child will understand the depth of the grief and sorrow that parents are left with. All we can hope for now is that the sense of loss will eventually not be so deep and profound.
The physical cause of her death was the effects of her cancer treatments, however, the soul cause of her passing was because she could no longer sustain any kind of happiness in this existence.
Kathy was beautiful, highly intelligent and possessed a remarkable sharp wit. Yet, from a very young age she also appeared aloof and reserved. Curiously, she was often judged, and sometimes quite harshly, because of this particular quirk. Why anyone would choose to be offended by this trait is still a mystery to me. Those like her, with an extremely sensitive soul, will inherently create an environment for themselves simply to protect that fragile being from harm. This attitude should be embraced and rewarded, instead of judged and ridiculed. Continue reading
Loved Ones Or Spirit Guides?
When I started to do psychic readings, I never intended to do mediumship work. I never imagined clients asking me about loved ones and friends who had passed away. They would ask me also how one recognizes the difference between a spirit guide and a loved one in spirit.
In my experience loved ones who have passed make their presence in our lives known through signs or familiar aspects about themselves. Personally I have had many experiences with smells that identified a family member, such as the smell of their perfume or cigar smoke, as well as objects that belonged to that person that are moved or disappear. The smell of a cigar always tells me my father is around, not my grandfather, because his favorite cigars had a distinct aroma. Continue reading
A Message From A Dog To His Human
The following is a transcript of a reading I had the honor to recently channel for a client whose dog had passed:
“He wants you to know he is with you still. Imagine his arms made of Light lifting you up, and letting you know he is floating in a wonderful place and totally pain free.
He wants you to know that he is part of the energy of the Light beings. In the same way that your finger is an aspect of your body, but he is not your entire body, he is an aspect of the angels, although not entirely an angel on his own.
He was not always a dog, and is not a dog now. He came back as a dog this time around because there are certain lessons we have to learn on our Journeys, and it just so happened that the lessons he had to learn this time could best be learned not only in dog form, but with none other than you. Continue reading
The Paranormal Mystery Of Psychic Sounds
I read once that it takes considerable energy for spirit to connect with us by means of sound. Right in the middle of a session at one of my last psychic circle gatherings, before I moved to another continent last year, the four of us heard a loud male voice outside the room.
Nobody else was home, but the girls immediately thought it was my husband, even though we hadn’t heard the obvious signs of an electric gate opening, nor his truck driving in. My interpretation was that the voice said: “Hello girls”. I immediately thought of my father who, since his passing in 2005 has been a regular visitor to our monthly psychic circle. Continue reading
A Visit From Ken
When I was 21, I moved eight hours away from my home town. I left behind friends, family and a dance company I owned. It was a difficult decision, but I knew it was time to move to Los Angeles to become a performer.
One month after I moved, I received a phone call from my ex-boyfriend, Ron. Ron told me his uncle Ken had passed. I was horrified. I had not said goodbye to him and had not spoken to him since I moved.
I loved Ken. He was into reincarnation and metaphysics. We had many conversations about what happens when you cross over and what the afterlife was all about. We had read many of the same books and had the same philosophy of what the other side was like. I remember Ken’s great salads and dinners, and how he had really tried to make a family atmosphere for Ron and his little brother after he had adopted them. I remember his enormous work boots he put by the front door every day after working as a contractor. Continue reading
A Family Of Little Orbs Return
When I was very young I remember seeing this white orb. It was small and at times it got bigger. I would always smell perfume when this happened. My mother was a “clean freak” so I knew it was not dust. At times I could also see traces of orbs of the same color and they would follow each other, or hit the floor and bounce. The pattern was like a family of orbs.
As time went on, I could hear singing like a choir of women. I would look out the window, thinking it was the neighbor lady, but her car was not in her driveway, so I knew she was not home. Continue reading
Shoes For The Wedding
After my mother passed away, my father eventually remarried. My stepmother gave me some stuff one day that my dad didn’t like. It was a pair of formal shoes and a tie. My dad thought it was ugly, but I did not mind.
So, I put the shoes and the tie in my closet. After my dad’s passing they gained sentimental value for me. Once in a while I would take out the shoes and tie, when I had to dress up for a special occasion, but in time I completely forgot about them. Then my brother asked me if I would I be his best man. He was getting married to a lady name Janice, who I predicted he would marry a year earlier during a psychic reading. At the time he said I was nuts! He was done with women. So, when this wedding came up I reminded him of the reading the previous year, and he said: “I hate to admit it, but you were right.” Continue reading