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Helping A Young Psychic Develop
A young person with a psychic gift must be recognized early on, and nurtured in their development. If not, they may experience a lot of confusion and even trauma. Their gift must be seen and experienced as a blessing, not a curse.
My niece Rachel was one of the more fortunate. She clearly had a gift from a very tender age. When she was a little girl I would give my brother and sister in-law some time off by babysitting Rachel and her older sister. Every time I would go over to their house to watch the kids, Rachel didn’t want me to read her normal children books. She would grab the family photo album and look specifically at old pictures of deceased family members. She would look at these photos with much interest and talk to the people in them as if they were sitting right in front of her. Continue reading
The Blind Lady Who Looked At Pictures
An old friend of mine, who I have not heard from in a long time, called me recently and left a message on my voice mail to call him back. When I checked my messages I was surprised to hear from him after so many years.
I asked him how he got my number, since I have not talked to him for so long. Apparently he ran into my brother John at the gas station and asked him for my number. We made some small talk at first, and then told me he had some sad news – Sharon had passed away.
Sharon is my cousin and I was very shocked to hear this! But he quickly realized his mistake and pointed out that it was in fact not my cousin; he was referring to Sharon “the blind lady with the pictures”. Oh man, I have not seen her since my childhood, I exclaimed. Continue reading
The Mysterious Music Box
Every year when autumn rolls around I go through my house and get rid of the clutter. I have a huge bag labeled “Second Hand Shop” and if the stuff has outworn its usefulness, in that bag it goes. So, recently, I once more set out to drop off these no longer wanted things at the shop it was intended for.
Whenever I go into antique shops or second hand shops, I immediately switch off. I have to, otherwise it would be like going into a funeral home and absorbing everyone’s sadness and grief, then taking it home with me. Before I learned how to “turn it off” I would get so tired and completely drained, I would be in bed recharging my batteries for days. Continue reading