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

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I want to give an example of evidence that shows 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. This evidence of life after death 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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Crystal Energy Fields and Psychic Sensitivity

crystal-with-rainbow-background-roundI’ve been talking to a lot of people lately about what I do. It just seems to be that time of year where I’m getting approached a lot. Well, I guess one of the things that happened is that four friends of mine went to see John Edward in one of his San Francisco seminars. I went to one last year, and usually there are literally thousands of people in the auditorium; unfortunately, only a handful of people get read, so it’s more of a demonstration.

My friends were excited to see John, however, when they returned they made sure that I knew they felt I had similar, and at times, more detailed, skills than he. I’ve always felt a bit embarrassed about all of this: mediumship, psychic readings, etc. I’m so pragmatic, that it’s often been something diametrically opposed to my down-to-earth attitude and common sense – it’s always been a juggling act for me in that way. At any rate, they had all had readings from me, and were quite excited about comparing me to John. I’ll be the first to admit, though, that not all readings are spectacular. So, please don’t think that every reading I do is one for movies or books – they’re not. But I do have those that stay deeply imprinted on people’s minds, and that is something for which I am grateful – it is a comfort to them and a confirmation to me that mediumship works.

However, although many people are quite excited at having a reading with a “real” medium, they don’t seem to still understand that being this sensitive is not always easy.

I was having a conversation with someone at work this morning (one of a few people here who know what I do) and she is a bit amazed about the fact that I am a medium. I tried to explain that it’s not some “ommmmm” kind of experience where I feel so relaxed, and blissed out that I live in a constant state of enlightenment or relaxed yogic state. Quite the contrary. I am very high-strung. My natural body and mind state is very hyper – it has been both a bane and a blessing. A bane because it’s very uncomfortable and agitating to feel like that all the time, and a blessing because that very over-sensitivity that makes me feel uncomfortable is the very thing that seems to allow me to tap in. Sometimes my sensitivity is heightened and I don’t even know it.

I want to give an example of what I mean by that. About 10 years ago I traveled to the Caribbean for a long weekend with a friend. We stayed on St. Maarten/St. Martin’s, a Dutch/French island. It was a time when I needed some emotional healing. I wandered off into town at one point, and entered a small metaphysical shop attended by a woman from the states who had just moved there after her husband’s death.  This shop was located high on a hillside overlooking the ocean.  It was tranquil and peaceful – just what I needed!

She stood behind the counter and then left for the back of the shop. Now, the shop was empty except for myself. I quietly strolled through the little shop looking at jewelry and items in glass cases. Suddenly “WHACK!,” I felt this thrusting push against my back. I was annoyed. Who was this person who was knocking into me and didn’t even have the courtesy to say, “I’m sorry?” I swiftly turned around to confront the person, if nothing but to say, “Excuuusse me….” and …. there was no one there!! I just KNEW I had been knocked from behind. I looked all around – nothing. All was quiet in that store. It was THEN that I realized that perhaps it was ME, not anyone else.

I gazed around and then noticed right behind me a mannequin draped with all kinds of crystals: crystal necklaces of all shapes and sizes, crystal rings, crystal earrings, crystals bracelets, crystals draped on clothing, crystals all over the place!! Hundreds of crystals!! It was THEN that I realized it wasn’t someone who had bumped into me, but rather it was ME who had bumped into the crystal energy!! I had literally been almost knocked over by the force of those crystals. I can actually feel the energy off crystals. I have no idea what those energies are, but there’s something there.

So, you see, my overly-sensitive body had unknowingly picked up on those invisible rays emanating from there. At least, that’s all I could figure out.

But let this be a warning (teasing smile on my face), that if you happen to walk by me, or I walk by you, be careful of what vibes you’re putting out – I may be picking them up and you won’t know it! When it’s said that your moods are catching, it’s true! So, word to the wise: be happy!!!

Check out the interview with Sharon on the Hola Beauty Blog: http://www.holabeauty.com/blog/psychics-and-beauty-a-psychic-shows-you-how-to-use-your-intuition-for-fashion-beauty/

Under this Blog Title:  “Psychics and Beauty – a Psychic Shows you How to Use your Intuition for Fashion Beauty!”  You’ll see that being sensitive can apply to all aspects of your life — including fashion! :

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Freddie Mercury, Lead Singer of Queen, Rocks On

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FREDDIE MERCURY OF QUEEN — IN THE SPIRIT!

Because I’ve had a number of requests for the story about my spirit contact with Freddie Mercury, the lead singer of Queen, I decided to finally talk about it. I didn’t know if I was supposed to say anything or not, because I was phone tested by the people who tested John Edward in Arizona, and so I never revealed it except to my friend, Julie. However, Julie did let some other people know, and so……with persistent nudging, I am finally going to tell you about my mediumship communication with Freddie Mercury.

I had a correspondence with Dr. Gary Schwartz at the University of Arizona, Tucson, a couple of years ago. As a result, he had Laurie Campbell, his director of mediumship, call me to test me over the phone. I had never done a phone reading at that point, and I was very nervous!! When Laurie called me about 8:00 p.m. one evening, I was sweating. I had no idea if a phone reading was even possible for me!

Laurie was so sweet, kind and reassuring, that I felt much more relaxed. She told me to just relax and let myself go. (Easier said than done, I might add!) So, sitting outside in my front yard in the evening’s summer warmth, I began to focus. As some of what came through was personal, I won’t discuss it, as I don’t know if Laurie would want me to talk about it, so I am only going to relate the experience with Freddie.

At the time, I didn’t get names, so it was strange to try to describe all these people. However, Laurie seemed to know who I was talking about, and it helped me to continue. After about an hour, I really had to go to the bathroom (!), so I told Laurie I had to run into the house and would be right out. A few minutes later, I returned to the yard, and now it was much colder outside. I grabbed a blanket to put over my shivering knees. As I did, my lap suddenly became burning hot!! I couldn’t figure out why it was so hot!

As I sat there, I said to Laurie, “My lap is really burning up!” She told me, “That’s because someone is sitting on your lap!” I was like, “Whaaaat?” Laurie asked me to relax and to focus – to try to “see” who was there. As she directed me, I suddenly noticed a young man standing in front of me – and my lap no longer burned! I looked at him, and he seemed to be around 5’10” (I’m very short, so it’s hard for me to figure out heights – EVERYONE seems tall to me!). Anyway, I kept observing him and Laurie asked me to describe him. I did.

He was tall, with chin-length black hair. He would switch in my vision as having facial hair and then not. At one point he even had a mask on. The dark-haired man was so flamboyant – dancing for me, wearing long black leather boots with thick heels. He had leather on – and then not – his outfit would change before my eyes. Oh, the theatrical flair he had! Such life!! I began to hear from him about South America and Spain. I knew he was in theatre or music, only I had NO idea WHO he was!! You see, I had never seen Queen on video or in concert, nor did I actually know what music they sang. So, I was at a loss as to who this young flamboyantly theatrical man was.

I pleaded with Laurie, “Who IS he??!” She then explained it was Freddie Mercury of Queen. She said he had been coming to her for a few years. And, I guess, he also visited with other mediums when she was around. Then….she told me that a little known fact about Freddie was that he had recorded in South America and Spain shortly before his death. How I “heard” that, I don’t know.

Well, after the reading (which I “passed”) I was, obviously, very intrigued and went to the video store to rent a Queen video. I just had to see who Freddie was. For some reason, I thought he was a guitarist. Watching the video I focused on the guitarist. Gosh, he didn’t look anything like the man I had seen. The only person on the video who looked like who I saw was the lead singer. But I swore I thought he was the guitarist. I was very frustrated. I thought I must have been hallucinating. In exasperation, I did an internet search…..and lo and behold…..there was Freddie – the lead singer – full photo – on the page gazing back at me! I couldn’t believe it – it WAS him!!

So, you see, Freddie Mercury is still out there singing, dancing and teasing people – having a grand ol’ time! Freddie Mercury lives on…. let it be known….he will, he will rock you!!!

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Rosemary, Timothy Leary, Bob Dylan and the Muslin Cloth

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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??… 😀)

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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How I Began Giving Mediumship Readings

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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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Touched by a Spirit who Strokes My Hand to Give Message & the Portuguese Grampa

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This was an amazing reading to me. I had recently started working at a local County department in downtown Santa Cruz. I didn’t know any of the people with whom I was working, and was just getting to know them. One of them, Julie, was a delightful, funny, and vivacious woman. I heard her talking about calling a “psychic” while she was on her way to the mailroom. I was curious when I heard that and asked her about it – she told me that she did believe in psychics. So…..I said to her, “Would you like me to give you a reading?” Well, obviously, she was quite surprised to see that I said that – I’m sure I don’t give the appearance of someone who does this work, and especially in a law enforcement setting. But Julie agreed. As some of you know, I like to read for people soon after I meet them (if they’re interested, of course) because the less I know beforehand, the easier it is.

We found an empty office and sat down. I had no idea what to expect. As it ended up, I should have expected a lot – because that’s what we got!!

As I sat there, I suddenly “saw” this older man, who felt like a “grandfather,” standing behind Julie. He was tall, handsome, young, very entertaining, and had on a suit and an old-time hat. I looked at him and told Julie that I felt I had a grandfather here. With that, grampa held the front corner of his hat, took it off his head, and “tipped” it toward Julie. I told Julie, “He says that he ‘tips’ his hat to you.” I didn’t know what that meant, but I heard it clearly. It was later that Julie told me that her grandfather had died in his 30s in Portugal, was an entertainer, and that “tipping” the hat was a gentlemanly gesture of respect. Wow, I didn’t know about her Portuguese heritage.

Then a little boy appeared next to me. I recall it was on my right side – the “mother’s side” of Julie’s family. He was about 4 or 5 with these little summer shorts on. He kept trying to tell me something about the “pets” and I couldn’t quite get it, but I knew they were small and furry – I wasn’t sure what they were. It was rabbits. He told me that he “took them with him.” I didn’t know what that meant, but told Julie.

She later explained that her little brother had died after being struck by a car. Her parents were so distraught that they couldn’t go back to the house right away. Her brother had two rabbits as pets. When her father went back the next day to get the rabbits….they were dead!! He “took” them with him!

Then, next to her little brother appeared a taller man who indicated that he was “taking care of” her little brother. He appeared tall and strong, and after I described him, Julie said it was her uncle who had died of Multiple Sclerosis – he was now “whole” in the afterlife.

There was a big message about Julie maintaining her religious values and being spiritually vigilant. Behind her the spirits (I assume that’s who arranged this) tacked up onto the wall big crucifixes and crosses and pictures of Mary. I mean, the wall was filled top to bottom with them! As I saw each one go up and up and up, I finally said, “That’s enough already!!” I had to laugh at the way they were trying to get the message through.

And then the strangest thing happened. I was sitting there and suddenly – and I swear this happened – I felt a “spirit hand” literally TURN my OWN hand OVER with my palm up. I couldn’t actually see her, however, I could “feel” that it was a woman who had done this (probably from the touch of her hand). And as I sat there, she gently began stroking the inside of my palm. It was so gentle and soooooo relaxing! I don’t know how I knew it, but I told Julie, “This isn’t for you – this is for your mother.” This woman kept stroking my hand, and I felt so comfortable and calm. I almost didn’t want it to stop.

Finally, the reading was over as we were out of time. I think more could have come through had I had more time. However, it was time to end.

When I later walked by Julie’s closed office door, I could hear her chattering away quite excitedly in (what I later learned to be) Portuguese! About an hour after that, Julie came into my office and said that she had called her mother to tell her about the reading – she said that her mother wanted to know “Who is this person who knows all this?” It ends up that the woman who was stroking my hand was her mother’s oldest aunt, Tia Merquinhas,who had died a year and a half before! And all through their lives, Julie’s great aunt would stroke her mother’s hand to calm and relax her! Talk about confirmation – wow!

Needless to say, even I was amazed. I feel that the reason Julie had such a significant reading was because I do believe that she, also, has mediumistic abilities but doesn’t use them consciously. It was just too easy for me to get the information for her. Plus, she is also the person referred to in my Older Entries about “Grampa tugs on ear during group reading.” You can see that her whole family has this latent ability.

And, “Thank You” to Julie’s grampa, in particular, who was strong enough to not only break through, but to give a verbal message, a cultural reference, and literally came in and “touched by tugging her ear” his grandchild. And thank you also to Julie’s Aunt. What an amazing reading that was for me … and Julie.

As always, I must thank the spirits for allowing me to experience such wonderful validations – and the love and comfort they bring to those remaining here. So, “Thank you!”

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A Child’s Past Life Memory in the Bathtub

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I have a very intense reincarnation experience I want to relate — but not today, as I need to do it on an evening when I have more time. So….today, I will relate about an experience that my daughter had. Actually, this can be useful information for others, and, especially, parents.

Children seem to have more vivid memories of past lives. (Dr. Ian Stevenson has written extensively — with a more scientific bent — about children’s memories of past lives, and I recommend him.)

When my daughter, Celene, was about 3 years old, she was taking a bath, which she normally loved. As I was bathing her, suddenly she screamed out: “Get the boy away, get the boy away!! He’s going to hurt me!!” And she was terrified.

I looked behind me, and throughout our tiny bathroom — nothing — just me and Celene and the bathtub. I suppose it could have been a spirit boy, however, I didn’t feel or see anything, and just the way she reacted made me think that she ‘knew’ what the events were ahead of time. I tried to calm her down and told her that there was no boy there. She just wanted out of the tub, so I took her out, dried her off, and she didn’t speak of it that night.

Again, I was bathing her on another night, when again she screamed out: “Get the boy away, get the boy away — he’s going to hurt me!” By this time, I had had time to think over the previous incident and realized that it may have been a past life memory. Unfortunately, I didn’t think to ask her to describe the boy, but she was just too upset to talk to anyway.

I thought that she may have been drowned, or murdered under water in a past life, and she was reliving it.

At this point of her fear of this “boy,” I started to talk to her: “There is no boy here now. You are safe. You are Celene now, and I am your mother. The boy is no longer here. You are safe.”

I still got her out of the tub.

One more night she again became afraid of “the boy.” “Get the boy away, get the boy away, he’s going to hurt me!” Again, I tried to soothe her: “You are no longer there. The boy is gone. You are here in Buffalo with me. I am your mother now. You are safe. That is over. You are safe. You are Celene now, and you are safe.”

Once more, taking her out of the tub, I kept talking about how the boy could no longer hurt her, who she was now, and how she was safe.

And that was the last I heard of it with her. And she no longer remembers these incidents.

Celene was still young enough to remember, and the water must have brought back these memories. I know of another friend of mine whose son had repetitive dreams of an Indian man on a horse, and the horse and the Indian crashing off a huge, high cliff to their deaths. She also walked him through who he was now, that he was safe, and he didn’t need to be afraid anymore. And he, like my daughter, finally was at peace and no longer had the continual nightmares of the Indian and the horse plunging to their deaths. So, keep reminding the child or person of who they are now, and that they are safe. Safety is a big factor.

Does Celene remember more? Not really, although the monks at the Buddhist monastery that she was drawn to on her own, “recognized” her as having been “one of us.” Plus, Celene, who is now 12, has not eaten beef, or “cow” as she calls it since she was six. And her fascination with Asia — perhaps a Buddhist life in Asia somewhere.

I don’t think that everything we like or person we meet is from a past life. It’s probably a little of both: some people we may have known forever, and new souls to know and learn with.

However, occasionally we are allowed glimpses into what had been. I have only had a few glimpses from the past (I wish I had more — they might be helpful). But one, in particular, with the group of people with whom I worked at the Edgar Cayce Clinic in Phoenix, Arizona, was the most remarkable because so many people had shared the same memory independently at different times and in different cities and states. And that will be next.

Although I think that past lives are certainly a real possibility (you know me, the skeptic), I also believe something else which is more important than whether or not reincarnation exists. And that is that we are still HERE in THIS world, in THIS body, in THIS place and time. So, to dwell on what WAS, can hinder what IS or can be. To use the information wisely is one thing, however, being so attached to the past life may not be helpful. Therefore, just like with any experience in life — the past may help to shape you in certain ways, help you along in the present to understand certain behaviors or feelings, however, we still live in THIS moment in time. And this is where we must currently work on ourselves.

So, the past was the future and the future is now. And our present just skipped by! Yikes, where DOES the time go!

Just remember, be kind to the people you meet — because you may be sharing more than just THIS lifetime together!

Until we meet again…..

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