LIFE AFTER DEATH EVIDENCE – Spirit of Louis Unexpectedly Jumps into Reading – No One Knew He Was Dead!

I want to give an example of why I believe life after death exists. Although I have had many psychic/mediumistic experiences, I am still skeptical. For me, I need to have what I consider “proof.” The following is an account of a reading that I did last year for someone who lives in the same town as me. The evidence was even hard for me to ignore. See what you think.

I was reading for a woman I will call “Suzie,” a married woman with several grown children, and was with her father in spirit who was on my left side. Frequently, spirits when talked to “on command” (not spontaneously) will communicate through the mind telepathically and in the mind’s eye with pictures. This was the case with her father.

Suddenly, a man “jumped” in next to me on my right side — I could even feel the “thump” next to me. He shouted quite exhuberently into my ear: “Tell her this is her ex-husband, and tell her that I love her!” I was so startled and I assumed that Suzie, herself, had seen and heard him, but she hadn’t!

I relayed the experience to her, and she stared at me, and asked “Louis?” I said, “Who’s Louis?” Suzie responded: “I was married to him 25 years ago.” I asked when was the last time she had contact with him and she said it was over 20 years ago. I asked if she knew if he had died — she had no idea, although if he were dead, he would have had an untimely, early death and would’ve been probably in his 50s.

I suggested we do an internet search to see if we could find any obituaries about him — we did and none were found. At that, we assumed he was still alive and that my information and experience were invalid.

A year later, Suzie called me to tell me she had had some vivid dreams where she was talking to Louis and she was now ready to finally find out if he was indeed alive or dead.

She came over to my house, and we did another internet search, gathering all the names and numbers of Louis’s in the area where they had lived 25 years ago. We called the various numbers with no success. At that, she remembered his brother’s name and the state that he lived in. Another internet search revealed the phone number.

As I called the number, Suzie began feeding me various details so that his brother would know quite conclusively about whom I was talking when I mentioned Louis.

His brother came to the phone and I asked him if he knew of a man named Louis who was married to this woman named Suzie, and supplied all the details so that he would know exactly about whom I was talking.

He paused, and then said: “I HAD a brother named Louis who was married to her…..but he died five years ago of brain cancer!”

At that, Suzie grabbed the phone from me and began excitedly talking to Louis’s brother. To say we were all surprised, is an understatement. Truly, Louis had managed to communicate quite clearly!

Thus, although I have had many experiences, this one, in particular, was something which neither I nor the person for whom I was reading knew anything. It had been 20 YEARS since she had had contact with Louis. And, yet, he was able to “find” her, to know when she was using me as a tool, and to clearly communicate who he was, his identity, and what he wanted to tell her.

His animation, his “thumping” next to me, his clearly shouting his message — all were unmistakable.

To me, this illustrates not only life after death, but some basic premises of life after death.

First of all, we DO survive. Secondly, we seem to maintain our personalities. Third, we are able to, somehow, “know” when someone we love is using a medium, and to somehow be able to travel to them. We are able to communicate our messages. Now, Louis WAS unique in that way. It takes a very strong spirit to manifest nearly physically, and that IS unusual, which is why it was so evidential to me. Why some seem to be able to break through easily and others have a difficult time, I do not know why.

However, it is evident that the spirit does indeed survive death. And what does that mean for us??

Most of the messages I receive indicate two or three things: 1) that the spirit is “okay,” and 2) that they “love” the individual they are communicating with, and 3) in some cases (such as suicide or hurtful relationships), that they are “sorry.”

Because the physical “things” and material possessions do not travel over to the other side with the spirit, one is then left with the basics of life and personalities: love and forgiveness.

Thus, spirits seem to want to talk about and convey the most important messages: that they love the people left behind, and, in some cases, are sorry how they treated them. I don’t think the spirits actually knew they would survive death. Once that realization is achieved, it becomes important to convey feelings of love and ask for forgiveness.

As for some lovely fantastical after-life — it doesn’t appear that way to me. It appears that those on the other side live in some parallel universe making their lives and relationships similar to here. Only now, they have an illuminated awareness of what is truly important when one does not have or need money, objects, or status — the bottom line is how we treat others. That seems to be it. To me, it gives clear guidelines on how to live our lives here. Status, money, aquiring “things” seem to be incidental — it IS truly about our actions toward others that matter. Therefore, honesty and generosity of heart are most important.

So, for now, I leave this experience with you. It has impacted me with the essentials of life. I do not have to achieve some “angelic” status in life, nor do I have to strive to be the best or the biggest. What I need to do is to give myself honestly and completely to those I love, especially my daughter. My “importance” in life will not be judged by what I HAVE, but, rather, by what I DO.

I hope that this helps you, too.

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“Bring in Your Tape Recorder” & Pay Attention to Your Intuition!

Now that I am retired, I want to relate an unusual experience that actually helped me during a very difficult time during my work in a local organization.

I HAVE had some very unusual experiences in my life, and in some ways I have felt guided. Are there Spirit Guides or not? Or are there spirits on the Other Side who just happen to have your interests at heart, and pop in as needed? I have never quite figured out how to separate them, and maybe they don’t need to be separated. Just keep an open mind, and wherever the “information” comes from, just be glad you get it!

I was working in a large agency department here in town, and I worked closely with the head of the department. My life had been very up-turned at that point, and I was clearly hypersensitive. Things had happened that made me quite emotional and sometimes I’d become teary-eyed without an outside obvious reason. However…. I always got my work done, and then some. My work ethic was very strong, and although I did a lot, I did not talk about it all – in retrospect, I probably should have because I know people were unaware of the many tasks I had taken on.

As I am mediumistic/psychic, I do have experiences spontaneously, as well as during a reading. In this case, I got “outside” help — prior information, and a stern warning!

I was walking into my office one afternoon, and suddenly, out of the blue, I heard a male voice say out loud (I couldn’t see him, but could clearly hear him). He said, “Bring in your tape recorder!” Well, even to me that sounded kind of nutty. But I had heard it loudly and clearly! “BRING IN YOUR TAPE RECORDER!”

So I did.

I had NO idea why. But having had unusual experiences before, I thought I’d better listen. Besides, so what if I brought in my tape recorder – it could sit at work, as well as at home.

A month went by. I still had no idea why I had to bring in my tape recorder, and I had no idea who the person was who told me to do so.

About a week later, I was called into the office by the department head for a “meeting.” Suddenly, I just “knew” I was to bring in my tape recorder. From the door of his office, I could only see him and a file cabinet. So, I said, “Let me get my notebook and my purse.” I did get my purse, and I ALSO got my tape recorder! I turned it on and put it into my open purse. As I walked into the office, I saw that another person was there. She was a “big-wig” in the department, but known for not being very nice. In fact, she was known as “The Hatchet Lady.” That should give you an idea of what I was in for.

As I sat through an hour and a half of berating, humiliation, and insults – one of which was that the department head’s desk was messy (not mine, mind you, but his) and I should keep his desk clean! For those of you reading and know where I worked, you’ll immediately recognize the situation!  (It’s okay to laugh!)

I had a memo that was handed to me which outlined my “weaknesses,” one of which was my over-sensitivity (hey, I’m a medium people! I am sensitive!).  In addition to my boss’s messy desk, there were little things added in, one of which was  that I might consider some counseling about my “sensitivity,” which I had already begun. (I knew I was fragile, and someone as sensitive as myself can always use a person outside work or family to talk to.)

Now, the other part was, I knew about Personnel – as I had worked in that section for a number of years. I knew that this initial “memo” was the beginning of how they get rid of someone. Although each item that they covered had already been taken care of, or was in the process of being taken care of, it shook me to the core. But…I had taped that entire hour and a half! The person/guide/friend/family – whoever he was, had prepared me for this moment.

I went home and put the entire conversation between the three of us on a CD. I now had ample evidence to support my claims against theirs. Enduring an hour and a half of put-downs, criticisms, humiliations and also being told I should clean my boss’s desk (I already washed his lunch dishes and silverware for him, not to mention that I frequently dropped off the forgotten wallet or keys that lay on his desk numerous time to his house!).

I was rightfully upset and outraged. And I knew “The Hatchet Lady” intended to cut me. There were other cuts falling all around me, and things were changing – I knew I was part of that falling – but…I was not about to fall for things I had not done wrong! THAT was where my CD had every, single word on it.

Yes, I did use the CD to show my “real” side of the story. There was no way to dispute what was said. Eventually, I started thinking about early retirement. I had all the proof I needed, and I used it. However, I also knew that being as sensitive as I am (I mean, how many people have someone who is “invisible” tell you to bring in a tape recorder beforehand, and for a very good reason?), that I should think of just extricating myself from that situation.

The whole CD was transcribed and typed out. It was handed to the officials who needed it. Fortunately, I did not have to go before a board or anything, but I had real proof, verbatim, of what was said. Every…Single…Word!

Are there Spirit Guides, is it our unconscious, and are there spirits looking out for us? I think so. I don’t run around and name any spirit guides, but I’m aware of spirits, in general, around us. I didn’t recognize his voice, so I have no idea who it was, but he clearly wanted me to be prepared. “How” did I know that was the day and that was the time I was to use the tape recorder? It was at a very basic gut level. It can be compared to the simple example of how we just “know” who is calling us, or we are thinking about someone and a few days later they contact you out of the blue. It’s a gut level of intuition that “talks” to you.

Pay attention! That is the key! Pay attention to those people, places and things around you. Allow yourself to relax, even momentarily, so that you are receptive and sensitive enough if someone wants to let you know something.

For me, it brought me much solace to know that “someone” out there could “see ahead to the future,” and “knew” what was coming up – knowing that I did not have that information. So, he did the best he could – he warned me, I got the message and I brought in my tape recorder! Boy, am I glad I did.

Sometimes that “little voice in your head,” may just step outside and tell you clearly and loudly, that it is there! Don’t ignore it – you never know when that “odd voice,” or “gut feeling” will tell you where to go. Trust your intuition and inner (or outer) voice. Pay attention!

“Thank you” to the spirit who so kindly helped me! I am grateful! (Oh, excuse me, I think I hear someone talking to me again…lol…you never know when they will show up!)

 

 

 

 

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Can the Dead – Spirits – TOUCH us? The Impact of the Shared Necklace

Can you feel a spirit TOUCH you? Can a spirit communicate in such a way that you actually KNOW it is touching you? For me, the answer is “yes!”

I want to tell you about a young man, a teenaged boy, who came to me during a reading I was giving to someone he was not related to. Sometimes, I’m just as shocked as everyone else when something quite extraordinary happens with spirits. This teenager REALLY wanted to push his way through – and he did!

This young man appeared to me over a year ago, while I was giving a reading for the woman who had notarized some of my readings. She became curious after people kept coming to her to have their affidavits of accuracy about their readings notarized. (I feel it is important when a reading is very accurate to have it notarized, if possible, so that others will know that there is validity to mediumship.)

While I was sitting with Betty, the notary, I was tuned into one of her relatives. Suddenly, I felt a “WHACK!!” across the back of my neck! My body thrust forward as I was pushed and whacked across the head! “Whoa,” I thought! “Someone is trying to break through!”

With that, a young man appeared to me. I told Betty that I had just been hit over the back of the head by this man, and he, obviously, wanted to get through, so I had to see what he wanted. I began to describe him: Tall, sandy hair, happy-go-lucky, and he insisted that I listen to him. I asked if she knew who he might be. At first she didn’t know. Then I started to receive information about his death: the curved road, the trees, the crash. I asked if she had ANY idea WHO this kid was???!

Finally, Betty said, “I think I know who it is. It’s David.” I asked who David was and why he would be there with her. She said that she couldn’t think of why he would be there, except that he dated her niece, and that she was his girlfriend. That was the only connection she had with him. She then told me about the car crash he was in three weeks after high school graduation. The crash on the country road in the middle of the redwoods. And I knew then that the impact I felt across the back of my neck was a simulation of the impact in the car crash.

David was quite animated! Quite a lively, and fun guy. He then began to show me his “girlfriend.” I expected that I was describing her niece. But…no. It was a girl much different in appearance, Betty told me. This girl was blonde; her niece was quite dark. He then showed me an engagement ring in regard to this blonde-haired girl. I assumed that he meant that he was serious enough to marry her. Betty was insistent that it was her NIECE who was his girlfriend when he died. But David kept insisting it was the blonde! It was funny how the spirit of David and Betty, the notary, were, basically, arguing with each other! Finally, Betty actually admitted that although he was still friends with her niece, that just before he died, he HAD started to date….the blonde!

I asked if Betty knew David’s mother, so that she might contact her for him. Betty said she really didn’t know her. I was stumped. I didn’t know what to do – David was trying VERY hard to break through and to communicate – he actually managed to have me FEEL his TOUCH! That IS unusual! However, I did not feel comfortable calling his mother and telling her he had come to me – I had no idea what she would think, I didn’t know this family, and this was the first time I had heard of this car accident. So, I let it go.

Well, several weeks later, I had a group reading at my house. About 10 people attended. As I was about to begin the group mediumship session, I explained that sometimes people who we are not expecting….or even don’t know, could show up. Then I began to tell them about David Maze and how his spirit had literally hit me across the back of my head.

At the end of the group session, one of the women whose daughter had clearly come through, approached me. She said that she was about to interrupt me when I began to talk about David, but didn’t. After her participation in the group mediumship session, she felt compelled to tell me – she knew David’s mother!! She asked if she might call his mother and tell her about him. Of course, I said “yes.”

It was about a week later when David’s mother showed up at my door for her reading. She was a lovely woman, wearing a long, flowing skirt, with long hair to match. I could see why David was so handsome.

As we went through the reading, David insisted that I practically relive all the different scenes from his short life. At one point, I told David that I needed to have “evidence.” I asked him to please quit reminiscing, and to please give me something to show his mother definitively that it was him.

At that point, David appeared about 10 feet from me dangling a gold chain. I could see from the distance that it looked like a locket, and was elongated in shape. He kept telling me that it was “shared” between him and his mother. It went from her, to him, from him to her, from her to him. I was very confused. I had no idea how it could be a “shared necklace.” So, I told her what he was telling and showing me.

At the end of the reading she said to me, “Would you like to see the necklace?” And she pulled a gold chain from inside her clothing. It was oval in shape and gold. It had been given to her after his death by her former employer. I still was wondering to myself how it was “shared.” Then she opened the locket….and inside were locks of her son’s hair! Certainly, a “shared necklace!”

So, you see, the dead CAN communicate with us! David clearly wanted to contact his family, and I was available. His determined pushing and knocking me across the head so that I was thrust forward with the impact, certainly made an impact on me!

The spirit of youth, the spirit of life, and the spirit of David, are all one. “Thank you, David, for knocking that into my head!”

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Aunt’s Face Transfigured on Others’ Faces — A Synchronistic Intuition Clue

Greetings. We all have some intuitive sense. Just like with music, where some seem to pick it up more quickly or are naturally adept, so it seems to be in the psychic world. Some people just seem to naturally have the “gift,” others can be trained to work with latent abilities, but not attain the same level as those who seem to be more naturally-inclined.

However, although there are varying degrees of ability, we still have SOMETHING with which to work. I often use the analogy of prehistoric days: If there was a huge sabertooth tiger around the corner, one should better be able to sense that, or one would be dead. Thus, I do believe our intuitive capabilities stem from the beginning of time, and as technology grew, our intuitive abilities diminished — they just weren’t needed as much. However, we can still recognize them and “practice” them.

Because I have had many psychic experiences throughout my life, I am sometimes more alerted to intuitive bursts than I would normally be. Let me give you an example of intuition which might normally be pushed aside.  This “phenomena” that happened is called “transfiguration,” although at the time I did not know that word.  It was pretty amazing to me.

When I worked at the University of Colorado in Boulder, I would take pleasant walks alongside a calm lake. These walks were very soothing to me. This particular day, I walked over the bridge of the lake, and someone else passed me by. As I looked up at them, I saw the FACE of my AUNT super-imposed on THEIR face! Well, you can imagine my surprise. Of course, I figured I was just imagining it.

The next day, walking on campus under beautiful shade trees, the same thing happened! I looked up at the person passing me, and saw my aunt’s face super-imposed on theirs! Well, I began to think I was having a problem.

On the THIRD day, I was again walking through campus, enjoying the calmness, and as someone passed me, again, I saw my aunt’s face super-imposed on theirs. Well, that was too much.

I realized by the third day that it couldn’t have been an accident. I hadn’t seen this aunt for at least 10 years, nor did I have any contact with her. I had seen spirits before, so suddenly I thought, “Oh, my gosh, she must have died and is trying to contact me!” I really couldn’t figure it out. So, I went to the local library, took out a Buffalo phone book and looked up her address. I was too embarrassed to call.

I wrote her a nice letter inquiring about her and the family and giving my regards. (I did not mention my experience.) A week later, I received a reply from her! She wrote to me, “I was so surprised to receive your letter, but so glad. Your uncle and I were going through the attic and we found a poem you had written about your mother [who had died] that was in the “Buffalo News” and we thought you would like to have it. But we didn’t know where you were! Then, suddenly, I received your letter and now I know where you are!” And she enclosed the clipping of my poem about my mom.

So, you see, sometimes we may be thinking of someone very frequently, or seeing books in stores that seem to “jump” right out at us. These can be “clues” that something or someone is trying to give us information.

The moral of the story is that one should be on the alert for intuitive “hints.” Although it is advised to not look at every single little thing and interpret it as a spiritual sign (THAT could be a real problem), we also want to be aware that we never know when our feelings about someone or something may really have significance. Using balance and weighing the event, you should be able to get a feel for if it is “real” or not. And, as you see, I try to “test” out if my experience is real or not. That’s why I wrote to my aunt. I figured if it meant nothing, then at least I would have written a nice letter. But I never would have known if I hadn’t tried to reach her — and I’m glad I did because it was fruitful for each of us.

As always, please feel free to comment and look over the other entries (you can see them all by title and topic by clicking above). Please let me know what you think.

With that, I urge you to “tune in” and listen to your intuition and your heart.

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Rosemary, Timothy Leary, Bob Dylan and the Muslin Cloth

Someone was talking to me the other day about celebrities. I’m not much into celebrities, although my cousin through marriage IS Bob Dylan – really – my father’s sister, married his mother’s brother [Bob’s uncle]. And…one of my sisters won a Bronze Medal in Gymnastics in the 1977 World Games in Moscow, Russia – 3rd place in the WORLD! Which, is actually the reason I’m not overwhelmed by celebrity status. My sister, Denise, was a World Gymnast – yet, we shared the same BED!! She used to do flip-flops into the bed and make it shake so much, I couldn’t sleep!! We had our fights, and were like any other people, so it’s hard for me to get all starry-eyed about celebrities. I think they are lucky to have the publicity and connections to get to do what they want, and to get paid a lot for it – that’s what I admire most. I get more starry-eyed over personalities – no matter what the person’s background, celebrity or not. So..… talking about celebrities made me think of a reading I did for someone close to a celebrity (how’s that for a lead in??:D)

This was a group reading I did for a friend from work, who happened to be the roommate of Rosemary, the ex-wife of LSD guru, Timothy Leary. Ro, as she was called, was a beautiful woman – I mean, very physically beautiful, even in her 60s. She had the classic model face of cheekbones and jawline. Her chin-length hair smoothly framed her face. And sweet – she was so sweet and soft-spoken.

At any rate, there were about 8 people there, and I had no idea with whom I would connect on The Other Side. There were a couple of people I connected to very strongly. One was a friend of Rosemary’s – a woman who had died about a year or so before. She came through quite clearly, wearing a vest and hat. As I walked over to Rosemary, I could feel this woman stroke my cheek and I knew that this is what she would do for Rosemary. I told Ro that she would lay her head against her friend, and she would stroke her cheek to calm and comfort her. Rosemary’s eyes were filled with tears and she quietly affirmed. After the group reading, Rosemary came to me with a 4”x5” photograph of her and her friend – with Rosemary laying her head on her shoulder and her friend stroking her cheek! What immediate confirmation!!

The other person I remember quite clearly was a man (I’m sorry, I don’t remember the names, often) who was a friend of a married couple there, Valerie and Mike. I could feel that Mike had a lot of psychic energy coming from him, and I later found out that he was aware of the fact that he has this effect. I told him that I was “working off” his energy, and hoped he didn’t mind – but the plain fact was that I actually could read better standing nearer to him because I could literally feel his energy – sort of like an extra power surge.

As I stood there, I looked at Val and Mike and explained whom I was seeing. I remember the man quite clearly. He had a hat on, and he described the celebrations on the beach, and other various personal confirmations. But what struck me the most was what I FELT. I could literally feel this man placing a fabric over one shoulder on me. It felt like a serape, or some blanket. It felt like a heavy muslin. I was somewhat confused because it seemed to be draped over only my one shoulder. I explained what I was feeling – how he was literally placing this on me, how heavy the material was, seeing the hat he was wearing. I had no clue what it meant.

Valerie and Mike merely nodded and said nothing else. Afterwards, though, they came up and thanked me. Then I was handed a manila file folder. I opened it. And here, on an 8”x11” photograph was this man wearing a cowboy-type hat – with an orange heavy muslin blanket/serape draped over one shoulder!! I couldn’t believe it – exactly as I had described!! And to think that this spirit had somehow found a way to allow me to literally feel the fabric being draped on me!! It was very gratifying.

Unfortunately, several months later, Rosemary died of complications of heart disease. However, I was glad that she was able to have confirmation of her friend before she, herself, passed over. I feel it is a great gift to hear from someone already “over there,” before one dies. It gives comfort and knowledge that we are not alone – and will not be alone when we go, seemingly, alone over to the Other Side.

Although I sometimes don’t see what I do as a “gift,” I need to recognize it more as such. It’s just such a natural thing to me, that it’s like my blue eyes – they just are. Hearing confirmation from others, and having the physical sensations, or literally “hearing” spirits speak, is amazing. I appreciate so much any confirmation people give me, because it helps to reinforce that maybe this really is a gift – all wrapped up in this tiny body of mine.

So, a great big hug and thanks to all the spirits out there who so graciously allow me to connect with them – and equal thanks and gratitude to those who allow me to read for them. It is an honor. It is to you I owe my thanks for your gift of sharing. Thank you.

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The Gypsy Fortune Teller & The Palm Reading

Gypsies. Yes, gypsies. That’s what I’m going to tell you about today. The gypsy fortune teller.

Last summer, my friend, Julie, and I decided to go see a local fortune teller — a gypsy. Her name is Janet. She and her husband have a little house not far from where we work. The little white stucco home has a little white picket fence around it.

A bright blue neon palm hangs in the window. Yes…just like you see in movies. The blue neon palm hangs wide open, fingers extended — palm up — just waiting for our money.

I knew she was a gypsy. How many “real” psychics have a blue neon palm hanging from their front window? That bright blue sign just begged for my money.

Julie and I left work at noon one sunny afternoon. She quickly drove us to the blue palm and white house, where we parked outside. Dubious, yet anticipatory, we sat in the car debating if we should really go in. It was only $10.00 for a palm reading. I was embarassed. After all, I knew it was a gypsy — I didn’t want anyone to see me going in there. Actually, Julie wasn’t about to advertise the fact that SHE was going in, either……but we did.

Climbing out of her car, we strode to the door of the little white stucco home. We knocked. The screen squeaked open and there stood Janet — just like a normal person — with her little 2-year-old son. In what sounded like an Eastern European accent, she asked what we were wanting — we said the palm reading. We entered directly into her small living room, cramply filled with a wide-screen tv, and an expensive audio system. I took a seat on the couch, while Janet, as she introduced herself, immediately led Julie into a small adjoining room.

I was left with her son. The little tot wanted to play. I guess I was elected babysitter. He tossed a ball around, and hit several pieces of furniture. I really had no choice but to join him on the floor to keep him quiet.

Julie and Janet were deep in her reading. About 20 minutes later, Julie emerged, gave me a sly look, and took her turn at babysitting. I entered the small room.

The room had one small, but high window in it. The room was a buffed beige color, and there was a Catholic altar at one end with candles on it. Statues of Mary abounded. A computer sat in another corner

There were no dim lights, and I took a seat on a small couch where Janet joined me. She took my hand, turned my palm up and began to read. She told me of a service man in my life — that part WAS true. I don’t really remember much else, to be honest — so I guess it wasn’t terribly revealing. After twenty minutes I was finished. Janet and I left the small enclosure to join Julie who was still playing with her son.

Julie and I gave each other silent looks of “Well, what did she say??” to each other. Quickly we left her home and clambered into the car.

Julie seemed to feel that Janet was pretty accurate with her. She was telling Julie about love in her life. But Janet also cautioned Julie that she should have her aura “cleansed” by the gypsy. Julie was concerned — did her aura really need cleaning?? I assured her that I would clean it for her for free, if it really needed it. (I think the gypsy wanted to take her to the cleaners!! Ha, ha!!)

It was interesting and amusing. Well, several weeks later, Julie wanted to go again to see Janet. This time we were met by her “associate,” a young lady who was about 20. She, too, had that odd accent. Janet remembered us. She began talking to this associate, I shall call Lydia, in their strange-sounding language. Then they approached me and Julie. Looking at Julie and then at Lydia, Janet talked again in their language. Lydia was doing the readings today.

She ushered Julie into that same room. After Julie left, Lydia read for me. When I asked if she could tell me more, give me more specific information, she merely said, “For a LIFE reading, you must pay $100.” I decided I didn’t want to know about my life THAT badly.

After we left their house with the blue neon palm in the window, Julie was upset. Why, she exclaimed, that Lydia told her the same things that Janet did, and added information that Julie had already revealed to Janet! Janet had remembered her and told Lydia all about her! Julie was quite fraught.

Shortly after our encounters at the gypsy palm house, we saw an ad in the local paper for yet another gypsy — another blue neon palm, but in another location. This gypsy had an ad for a palm reading for only $5.00 (with the coupon!). For $5.00, we figured, “why not?” So, Julie called.

The gypsy responded — “Oh, no, THAT was a misprint…it is really $25.00 for a reading.” So, we never did go. Another woman we know saw the same ad, only months later but in a different newspaper. She called for her $5.00 reading — only to be told that, “Oh, no, THAT was a misprint….” Hmmmm, seems funny how that SAME misprint keeps appearing exactly the same.

Maybe Julie and I ought to go and read THEIR palms. Let’s see, that’s only $5.00 a reading from us. Oops, sorry, now that I have you here, I meant to tell you that it’s really $50.00 a reading. What? You mean you didn’t know ahead of time? Well, let me see your palm, and I will tell you the future …. if you cross my palm with money, you will be sure to make us rich!

Sometimes when I drive down the street at night I see that blue neon sign bright as the sun in the dark sky. The finger beckoning me in….”Come and I will tell you your fortune…just $5.00 for a reading”….and I keep on driving by until the blue neon sign is just a faded blue blink in my rearview mirror.

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How I Began Giving Mediumship Readings

Many people ask me how I began to give mediumship readings.  Often people will ask if I took a class or a workshop in the topic – the answer is “No.”  They also want to know if I meditate daily and did that initiate contact – again, the answer is “No.”  Sometimes they want to know if I read Tarot Cards or Runes or things like that  — “No.”  At that point they are often stumped.

I have had abilities since I was young, and I never thought that much about it.  I once saw my black cat who had been hit by a car and killed on Halloween about a month after he died.   I thought he was really back – of course, he wasn’t.  I had a lot of individual experiences, however, I never thought to give readings, nor that I could do them if I actually had the intention.  To me, that seemed like something for more “magical” people.

This is actually the event that facilitated me doing readings “on command.”  I had just started working in a Probation Department, I was a single parent with my daughter living in the middle of the redwoods, and I was new to the area.  In our redwood home I had a computer and had dial-up (remember those days?).  We did not have access to cable where we were in the woods.

One night when my daughter was asleep, I was on the computer and browsing various forums and websites.  Suddenly, this man appeared to me in spirit.  I was a bit unbelieving at that point, but he seemed to be there.  He said, “I want to talk to Dennis.”  I could see what he was wearing and I heard him (at that point not technically clairvoyantly, but in my mind).  I told him I did not know Dennis.  He repeated, “I want to talk to Dennis.”

I went to my new job the next day and my office was directly next to the Chief Probation Officer’s office.  I was new in town and did not know all the rules and the culture of Santa Cruz.  I had briefly met some people in the department and had heard names – one of them was “Dennis.”  Dennis worked in a different building in town.  He worked at the jail, and I worked at the main office building downtown.  He would occasionally come to our building, but I never talked to him.  At least I knew he was someone named Dennis!

For the next three days at my desk, each time I’d relax or close my eyes, this man would appear again and say, “I want to talk to Dennis!”  Well, you can imagine my dismay to have a new job in a law enforcement office and to have this spirit pestering me without me knowing Dennis!  This went on for three days.  Each time he could break through he’d say, “I want to speak to Dennis.”  He was persistent!

Finally, on the third day he appeared, I answered him – in my mind because I know they can hear you when you speak silently to them – don’t ask me how they can, because that part I don’t know – I guess some form of telepathy.  I said, “I just started this new job, my office is next to the Chief’s, I don’t actually know Dennis, just who he is, so I am NOT leaving him a voicemail, I am NOT sending him an email, and I am NOT telling the receptionist!  If YOU want to talk to him, then YOU will have to find a way on YOUR side to reach him for me – I am not risking my new job!”  And I was very, very firm.

Well…..the very next morning I was parking behind our building when a man pulled in next to me – it was DENNIS!  I told the spirit, “Okay, you did it, you set it up.”  Dennis, apparently, parked in that lot and then walked to the jail building.  So, once I saw it was him, I didn’t know how to approach him.  As he was going through the trunk of his car, I acknowledged him and started some polite chit-chat.  Eventually I moved the conversation into more philosophical things, and then I asked if he had any interest in parapsychology.  To my surprise he answered, “Actually, I do.  I even thought of going to school for it.”  Well, that was it, and I said to Dennis, “Then I have a message for you.”  I began describing this man, what he was wearing, down to the 100% cotton (how I knew that, I don’t know, but that’s what he was wearing).  It ended up being his ex-partner who had died about a year and a half before.  I was stunned.

At that point Dennis then excitedly asked if I would do a reading for him.  I told him I did not do readings.  In fact, I didn’t even know HOW to give a reading.  He pleaded with me to try.  I finally gave in and said I would, but that I had no idea how in the world I could just sit there and “make it happen.”

We met for lunch in his office in the basement.  I had no clue what to do.  So, I thought maybe I needed to hold an object.  I had recalled when I lived in Seattle holding a piece of jewelry for someone and it seems they may have asked me to do some psychometry.  I told them what I saw, which was an older woman who was ironing with one of those old-fashioned, non-electrical irons and it caught fire and she died.  The man told me that it was his grandmother, and, indeed, she did die that way.  I figured what did I have to lose?  So, I asked Dennis for his watch.

I tried to relax (I’m not very good at relaxing – lol), and I then “pretended” to look around him for an “aura.”  Frankly, I had no idea what I was doing.  Then suddenly these images and information started to come to me in my head.  I don’t know how, but there they were.  I relayed the information and Dennis confirmed them for me.  I figured, “Okay, I did the reading, he seems okay about it, and that’s that.”  Well, it wasn’t.

About a day or two later, Dennis appeared at my office door (the one right next to the Chief!) and mouthed, “Jeannie needs a reading.”  I was like, “WHAT??”  I whispered, “I told you not to tell anyone!”  And he repeated, “But she REALLY needs a reading!”  I was appalled at the time.  I did not want to risk losing my job!  He kept persisting, and I finally relented because I couldn’t make him leave…

Then I arranged to meet Jeannie, a woman who worked in another area of the building.  I sat in an office with her and again took something to hold.  I did the same “pretend” thing, and suddenly these people appeared to me!  One was her father and the other her sister-in-law.  I described them, their personality and the information they wanted to convey.  At the end she was crying and so grateful.  I was stunned.  How could I just sit and it would happen??

THEN….Jeannie had my name and number on a sheet of paper after our session and it said, “medium” on it.  I told her to immediately put it into her desk drawer out of sight.  Later she called me and said, “I’m so sorry – I didn’t get a chance to put it into the drawer when Lynn came in [a probation officer] and said, ‘I didn’t know Sharon did that.’”  Well, I was upset!  Suddenly there were THREE people who knew about me.  I did not want people to know.  This woman, Lynn, kept asking me for a reading.  I did not want to read for her.  She seemed cold and distant and not friendly.  She kept asking.  I knew nothing about her, and I was not about to ask anyone else, as I was still new, and I did not want people to know about me.  She kept asking for months!  I had set up so many hurdles for her, including that it had to be at lunch time, it had to be off-site, and I think I asked for a sandwich (silly, yeah, but I knew I’d need lunch). [Of course, she is now one of my favorite people in the world! She is really funny, loving, kind and generous!]

She came through.  Lynn set up a lunchtime meeting at her friend’s apartment off-site.  I didn’t think she’d actually set it up, but she did.  I felt cornered.  She drove me to her friend’s house, and by then we only had about twenty minutes. (I think it was then that I did not ask for an object to hold, and afterwards realized I did not need an object to receive information.)

As I sat down, I quickly felt my left ear and fingered it.  I could feel the man next to me and he felt like her father and I began to describe what I saw.  [For complete details, go to my website and look under the notarized affidavits of accuracy and hers is the first one with the autopsy report.]  I remember a few other people coming through, but I often do forget what I say, which is why I advise people to take notes or record their readings.

I thought maybe I was hallucinating Lynn’s reading.  I had no idea what I was talking about.  She drove me back to the office building, and NEVER SAID A WORD.  I was freaked out by this point because she didn’t say ANYTHING to me – stone silence.  I figured I had made a huge mistake, why did I agree to this, what was wrong with me??  I was sure I made it all up.

Two days later, Lynn came to my office door and was holding some sheets of paper.  She is a probation officer – a law enforcement enforcer – and I was scared.  I asked her what the papers were and she wouldn’t tell me – she just said, “Read them.”  I thought she actually had a warrant for my arrest!  I really did!  She handed me the sheets and to my surprise they were the pages of her father’s autopsy report!  On it she had highlighted the areas that I had described, including the torn ear.  She said that was something that had always bothered her.  I also had described the cause of death precisely.  Now, I was the amazed one!  I felt both relief and confirmation.

This was about 15 years ago.   I am still giving readings.  I was part of the “underground” in the county for people who did mediumship.  I never wanted to advertise it to everyone.  As you all know, word-of-mouth is very strong, so there were people who were frequently referred to me.  It was only when I retired last year that I put up my website at the urging of those who had sat with me in Probation, and finally made myself public.  I am now close friends with Lynn and Dennis and Julie and many others I was so fortunate to meet there.

So, that is how I started giving readings.  No workshop, no classes, just spirits who for some reason can use my body and mind to let me feel, hear and see them.  I do think it takes a natural ability to be able to connect in this way.  I am not involved in the psychic/New Age community here – I am still pretty low-key and don’t announce that is what I do, unless I feel “safe” and comfortable around someone.  To see me, you would most likely never guess this is what I do.

As for Dennis, he and I are both now retired and occasionally meet for lunch.  He is a good friend and I adore him!  I have made good friends with a number of people from law enforcement through my readings with them.  I think it’s good to read for people who are firmly entrenched in down-to-earth basics.   I am very down-to-earth, too, so it was a good combination for me.

I thank all the people in Probation and the Courts and other people referred to me.  If I had not had your confidence and belief in what I do, I would not be sharing with others now.  It is you and your loved ones who have given me the chance to serve and help others.  Thank you!

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