Visionary & Medium ExtraOrdinaire

"We Are ALL ONE"

2009-05-03T10:06:00.002-05:00

I believe we are always learning and one of my favourite past-times is to attend workshops. Some think I should be teaching myself, but my thirst for knowledge is too great to give up the freedom to absorb knowledge from others. Perhaps one day I will surrender more my free will and listen to 'My Peeps' upstairs and teach more.

This weekend I attended a workshop which was fascinating for 2 different reasons. One, was the fact that we were blending with the 'Energy of Spirit' and not just relaying data. There is a huge difference. Since I was assisting in the workshop I was able to observe without being the student and without being the teacher. It truly was beautiful to observe how others work, and how they either cluelessly 'got it' or how they thought they got it, but they really didn't.

I admit there was a time when I thought I got it for the longest time, only to realize that I didn't quite get it.

Today I get it, but it is such a responsibility to be 'In the Energy' that I wonder if I will ever be able to. I hope so.

The other part of the workshop, where I was also able to assist and observe we spoke a great deal about the fact that 'We are All One' and that we are all a part of that greater energy and consciousness regardless where you are from. It is the 'ego' that fight battles and wars, but the Spirit that always seeks peace and oneness.

I do hope there will be a day, when we will all be able too see regardless of culture, nationality or language, that we are all a part of that greater source.

Getting Back On Track

2008-03-11T00:12:00.003-05:00

I haven't written anything for a while. Not because I haven't been working, rather because I've started questioning myself as for why am I sharing some peoples stories? Are they confidential or not?
I think this would be a question answered in so many different ways, especially depending on a person's cultural views.
It's an ethical question above all.
I have decided to continue this writing, and I will try and update more frequently.

Some people who pass, I feel strongly have a story to tell, because of injustice or other traumatic circumstances.
It's a passage of learning to pay attention to what spirit has to say.
As spirit can act as a warning for us, and then it truly is up to us to listen, or Spirit can also bring us great advice.

Being one with Spirit, or the God source is essential to live a life in harmony.

Trusting Completely in the Ocean of Life

2007-11-09T00:55:00.000-05:00

I love listening to stories that carry hidden meanings of trust and faith. Stories that are metaphors for anything you apply it to. The stories that truly resonate with me, live in my heart.

The other day I was speaking to my acupuncturist about intuition. I have this theory that those that practice any kind of healing, that truly 'listen in' and pay attention to their intuition make for the greatest practitioners.
This goes for western and eastern medicine, as this is our nature by birth, to listen to our intuition, to listen to our thoughts and our insights.

I asked my acupuncturist, who's last name refers to one of my favourite disco songs, how she did it.

She became quiet for a minute. I suppose she may have been slightly shy to share her technique with me. I had already praised her for knowing what she was doing.

When she was growing up, living in one of the northern most states of the United States on the east coast, she told me that she would sometimes go out to sea with her father. They would at times return late at night, and her father would have to navigate ever so gently back to shore through lobster traps.
As it was pitch dark when they returned, they'd have to find their way through the quiet waves of the sea without getting tangled up.
Quietly but surely they would find their way back to shore.

Her narration of her childhood memory was very vivid, and I found myself re-living her own adventures. As she'd hang ever so slightly over the rim of the boat, looking into the sea watching for those lobster traps, inhaling she scents of seawater and seaweeds, I could sense the calmness of the sea, the mystery of what was hidden in the deep darkness. And I could see her father, ever so gently row between those traps without ever getting tangled. It's a vision that carries faith and trust.

She said, not once did they ever bump into one or even get tangled up in one of those. They are completely impossible to see in the dark, and it was all done by trust. There were no lights to show them the way, they had to listen in, to their inner voices and have faith.

Something, and someone was guiding them.
Just as life is. If we allow ourselves to trust we will find ways through the ocean of life by having that absolute faith that somehow, some way we always find the right path.

That is how mediumship is also, trusting that the information come through clearly, and that we don't get tangled up in lobster traps as we're relaying the information to the sitter.
Each human life is a lobster trap floating around in the ocean, and we too must be ever so gentle in handling those lobster traps.

Be Mindful - Trust - The Ocean of Life Awaits you

Watching Excellence at work!

2007-10-26T21:14:00.000-05:00

This week I went to see one of my absolute favourite mediums at work. John Holland is quality through and through. One of his greatest gifts is to connect not only with Spirit, but with people here on the earth plane. He truly is a people person and he's a joy to watch.
His humour is contagious, and it's becoming more and more evident to me, when doing stage work how important it is to bring through humour and loving messages.

This event took place in an auditorium of about 500 people and the excitement was in the air. He explained quickly how he works and I know for those that do not work as mediums, it's fascinating and entertaining to hear. He brings a laughter to peoples hearts and he brings a smile to every ones face.

I was there with a few of my friends, and suddenly John said over the crowd: "Someone in the audience has an authentic Picasso!"
No reply.....
John repeats what he had seen and heard before taking a nap before the event.
Someone has an authentic Picasso.
My friend three seats down from me raises her hand and said: "It's questionable whether or not it's authentic"
John continues and said, your father is passed isn't he.
She said yes
John: "And he had an authentic Picasso"
L: "Well, it's under appraisal right now"
John: "So, it's authentic"
L: "We're not sure"
John: "Picasso's signature is on the painting"
L: "Yes"
John: "Ok, so I have your father here talking about the Picasso"
L: "Ok, I guess so..."
The message continuous and my friend understands everything.

I have to say, there aren't many people that have authentic Picasso's hanging in their homes, and getting a piece of evidence like that is amazing to me.
No wonder though, because John Holland himself is extremely creative and artistic.
I take my hat off for him for all the work he does. He truly is an amazing medium.

The Blueprint in Life

2007-10-26T21:07:00.001-05:00

With my previous blog with J and L, they were really hoping to hear from their brother first. Interesting enough, S started the reading and then a young man in his thirties comes in to the reading. He starts by showing me holding on to the steering wheel of a motorcycle. He wouldn't let go if a few pieces of information and the young women initially didn't want to acknowledge it. Until J brakes down and said a long time ago she was involved in an accident where a man in his thirties died. She hit a motorcycle and she never even saw him. I described the damage to her car, being mostly on the right side of the car. She acknowledged that. I then spoke briefly about him leaving a wife behind and she responded positively to that too. She had met her once.
It seemed like it was a freak accident, but ever since then she's changed her life in such a way that she makes sure that people never go on the road, tired, drunk or not in a condition to drive. She's even ripped car keys out of peoples hands, that should never go on the road.
The young motorcyclist told her how extremely unfortunate it was that she was the one taking his life. It was in the blueprint and it's heart wrenching.
It was a freak accident.

"I'm in One Piece Now"

2007-10-26T20:47:00.000-05:00

Two young women J and L came to see me today. As they come in the door a third young woman was with them, and I invited her to join us. She really didn't want to and for some reason I kept on asking her are you sure? Are you sure, inviting her over and over again. She was positive she did not want to sit with us.
So, I let it go and got started with the reading with the two sisters while the friend sat outside waiting.
As I begin the reading the two young women did not understand a word I was saying. I kept on with the same information in different words. I was allowing spirit to speak. I had connected with a younger male energy who was talking about Arlington cemetery, he showed me Washington DC, Virginia, the copying of someones name off the wall. He spoke about a military connection, yet being very young.
The sisters didn't understand a word of what I was saying until one of them said: 'Wait a minute!' Isn't that Shane, doesn't that sound like Shane.
I continued to describe his hair colour, his age and other physical things about him, and then went on into saying his passing was very violent. He showed me being picked up from the side of the road not in one piece.
He was adamant about saying that he was in one piece now.
Because the two young women didn't understand, we called the third one in K, because her best friends fiance died in Iraq.
Once she joined us in the room I very quickly told her that her friend was there, and I described the passing, not being in one piece. I continued and said his fiance or wife had to know that. He pointed at the ring finger and wanted to get a message to her. He also said his son was with him.
The friend took all this information, and I then asked if she could pass it on to his fiance.
She did and once the sitting was over with the two sisters K comes back to see me and tells me, his fiance just found out that he was not in one piece when they found him. She just got the news this past week.
So the message today was "I'm in One Piece Now"
Reminding his fiance, of the fact that his Spirit was in tact and that their unborn son was with him.
He was only 19

The Head Exploded

2007-10-20T10:18:00.000-05:00

A lady came to see me, anticipating a psychic reading. Those that know how I work, I tend to lean more towards the mediumship. Spirit knows this too.

She told me she had been there, the previous week and she had a good experience with another medium. Yet she was hoping to get a psychic reading with that medium too.

It appears she wasn't meant to.

Before she sat down with me, I could hear 'Bang Bang' and a memory of one of my colleagues telling me about an experience she had, where a young man had shot himself in front of his friend. The friend got so terrified when he heard the message, he left the room. His wife was in the audience and told the medium to continue.

When this lady then sat down with me, I smiled a little and told her that my strengths is the mediumship, and not so much the psychic reading. She was ok with it, as I told her, my focus though would be on the psychic.

As soon as I began the reading, I felt this enormous headache, and I told her so. It was on my right hand side.

She grabs her head and said yes that is my husband.

I said to her: 'Did his head explode'?

She said, yes they had to pick his brain up from the highway and bring it in a separate plastic bag to the coroners office.

I then proceeded and began describing the young man that was with her. She gasped for air once again, and she said, no this is my other husband. He was tall 6'2 and build like a bodybuilder, just as I had described. Height and everything.

And I continued, do you understand the head exploded?

She said yes! He took a gun to his head and it literally exploded his head.

I continued the reading as her tears came running down her cheeks.

She had lost two husbands in less than 10 years, and both who's heads exploded.

I said to her: 'What is your karma in this life'?

As I continued, her first husband was extremely apologetic and all he could say he was sorry over and over again.

She said she understood.

He had done somethings with younger girls he was not supposed to.

He said in his defence that he touched them but he never touched them like they thought he did. His crime was not as severe as they thought it was. But he was devastated by everything and he couldn't live on with a burden like this. He was never convicted of anything but it was on his conscience.

His crime was not worth taking his life, and he was so extremely sorry.

As those words were spoken softness moved over the woman's face and she said yes I know. He also had come to her in a dream, and he had said the same thing, that he was so sorry, and that it was not worth loosing his life for the accusations.

The sincerity of the reading was intense, the woman then seemed content with what he had said, so I brought through her other husband.

He was a joy to work with, he was funny and kept the laughter going.

He talked about so many things, one thing that came up in the previous reading was about his ashes.

He had been cremated, and when his wife was upset with him she'd move his ashes from one room to another so she wouldn't have to think of him. He then proceeded to tell her about the trip he wanted her to make. He had always wanted to see Egypt and he asked her to bring his ashes to the river Nile.

All which came through in the reading was confirmed by her.

She was thinking of taking his ashes to Egypt to see the pyramids, and to spread the ashes somewhere in that area.

She walked away, thinking finally she'd get a psychic reading but ultimately getting yet another mediumistic reading. I do believe that people come to see mediums, because they're meant to go. They're meant to get the information that is there.

It is absolutely not up to the medium to tell people what to do, and there is a difference.

Trusting the information is key

Pedophile Killer in the Woods

2007-10-05T23:12:00.001-05:00

A young woman came to see me today who I doubt had any idea what she would experience as this was her first time ever sitting down for a mediumistic reading.
I told her from the get go, that there were two people around her and I immediately began describing this young man that was with her. I sensed him as a teenager, wearing a red sweatshirt with beautiful olive to caramel skin and what was distinctive about him were two things. His ears stuck out significantly and his eyes were just amazingly blue.
He was a very skinny kid, and there were issues with alcohol in his home.
The young woman confirmed everything, but at the same time it was obvious by her facial expression that she was amazed by all the information I gave her. She had initially come in for a psychic reading, but I generally will ask permission if I can bring through spirits that are around the people who come to see me.
I have this absolute faith, that who ever comes to see me, is there for a very specific reason and more often than not, to connect with a loved one, even though they may think they're there to look into their lives.
Spirit knows how I work, and spirit will send the people to me.

Just as she had acknowledged this young man, I continued and spoke of his passing. I said to the lady, this young man was in a way responsible for his own passing, because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The young man was choked to death. Not by a rope but by someone's firm grip. And I see him being forced up against a tree, and I know that his feet are not touching the ground.
He was hung by the hands of a heavy set man. I look down at him and I see that his pants have been removed below his knees.

The young woman confirms that a young boy who she was very good friends with in 5th grade had skipped school one day and he had taken a short cut through the woods. He was found dead, sitting or lying by a tree, choked to death with his pants down. He was wearing a bright read sweatshirt when they found him.
The killer was never found.
I told the young woman then, well the killer is still around, the killer of this young kid is still living and has never been caught.
The young woman confirmed that and she also said there were questions whether the young boy had been sexually molested. I confirmed that but I also told her that his spirit had already left his body because he spoke of that experience as not having been present, and observing himself being molested. He felt no pain, rather he was surprised by what was going on. He passed before it got ugly.
I also said to the young woman that his father was not involved because he had an alibi, being far away from where this assault took place.

She confirmed that he was under suspicion for a while but he was at work when this happens. He was far away, not involved at all.

The young woman had her mother in spirit also and her whole character came through. Her mom spoke of the young woman's siblings, but she also made fun of her own sister.
She showed, how everything in her sisters house was in order, and if one were to open kitchen cabinets, you'd see that all the canned goods were label facing forward. The young woman's auntie who is 81 years old, is indeed very particular about her home, and the mom in spirit really wanted her daughter to tease her just a tad bit.
She said next time you go into her home, turn all the cans around and play around with the coffee maker, mixer and toaster. Tell her then that this is a message from her little sister and that she's still up to her little tricks even from the higher side.

Her mom spoke about the whole family. One very important thing she mentioned also was the fact that her daughter still smokes, and that if she continues at the rate she's going, she'll end up with emphysema. Mom herself had breathing issues before her passing, so she was adamant about that par.

Her mom was fun to chat with, she had a light in her heart that was contagious. Those are usually the best sittings I do, where the light shines through and through.

Her mom was a devout Christian, and believed in Jesus and acknowledged his presence on the higher side.

Humour is essential when people go through hard times, and humour is especially important when we send spirit greetings to us living. Life on the higher side is all loving, and spirit wants nothing more than to share that with us.

The mother and the young boy were joined together in Heaven, they both were doing really well.

"I Love you man!"

2007-10-02T22:05:00.000-05:00

Again I had yet another sitting with a young man. I must say it's a good thing that each sitting I do, I make a point of forgetting the information that comes through.I did not realize that a third person came to see me, because of Nick mentioned here before.Throughout this reading though the information was very different than from the first two. He briefly mentioned how he passed, in a slightly different way though. He showed me an impact in a vehicle, and a blow to the head, and that the temple on his left side was severely injured which led to his instant passing. Instant passing is always painless in my experience. It seems like the brain doesn't catch on what happens until a fraction of a second later. And that fraction of a second later, the spirit of the person has already left the body. In a way it's like sitting in a jet plane, where the seat gets ejected when the pilot has to make a sudden escape.
Nick this time came through to his cousin Michael, and he described in detail the last time they were together and the goodbye.Nick and Michael hugged, and Michael as he embraced Nick kissed him on the left side of his neck and he quietly said to Nick: "I love you man!"It's really nice to know that those were the last words the two exchanged.In the reading too, Nick spoke about his own funeral, and during the funeral Michael started getting peeved and annoyed because of someone standing diagonal in front of him to the left. Michael understood immediately. As Nick mentioned the hat, Michael too understood immediately.Nick stood right by Michael's side during his own funeral, because he saw that Michael could sense him the easiest.Then Nick showed us the 'Village People' and then after that he made a reference to George Michael and his video of the event when he got arrested. Michael again understood all of that, and confirmed a good friend of his had actually appeared in that video.Nick also started flipping through his portfolio making me aware of the fact that Michael was a model, and by mentioning one of Michael's favourite photo in his portfolio and also his last photo shoot, there was no doubt in Michael's mind that Nick still lived on.
It's a wonderful thing when people like Nick come through, because he was such a pleasant young man and so easy to chat with and get along with.It is at the same time so extremely sad, because he had the future ahead of him. People will always have questions about his passing, why so soon?
It seems like Nick as he passed the other car was caught off guard, and instead of hitting the brakes on his car, he excelled.I think now we have the full story on how dear Nick passed.It is so sad to loose them so young.

Part Two to Nicks Story - Drunk Drivers Shame On You!

2007-09-10T22:59:00.000-05:00

I never know who comes to see me, and I never really want to know anything about them. It makes things so much easier for me.

About 10 days ago, I saw a young woman who had lost her brother in a car accident. Police had no proof of foul play, but in the sitting I had with the young woman it became evident that there was a drunk driver at fault.

At the end of that reading I said to the young woman that a good medium would be able to see the license plate and who was driving.

To make a long story short, you can read about it all in the previous post.

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Part Two:

A couple of days ago a young man came to see me. My initial assumption was that he was missing a grandparent or possibly a parent. But as soon as I started tuning into who he wanted to connect with it all made sense. Just before he came a young man in spirit was sitting opposite to me at the table. He had very dark hair, quite handsome, high cheek bones, chiseled jawline, skinny and he appeared to me in a white T-Shirt and shorts, that were blue with a shine to them and a white stripe, around the leg. I knew that he was in his early 20's

The young man understood my description to a T, then when I started going into the details of his passing, something started looking so much the same as the previous week with the young woman.

I had a feeling I was repeating me, and then suddenly I had the strong sense that he was the same young man from spirit. This was Nick!

I let all the 'sittings' go as soon as I've done them, and if I want to write about them, I let them go as soon as I've written about them.

When I realized I had the same man, I went quickly over detail that I knew would not be that important to this young man, but I went immediately to the street where it happened and to looking at the car that is coming from the opposite direction. I begin to zoom in on the type of car, the colour and then the license plate. I wrote it down to the best of my knowledge. I had trouble with one thing, I couldn't hear or see if he was saying A or Eight. But I did my best. All through out the reading I'd ask him for random information that only the young man that came to see me would know.

I was able to see what they were drinking that night, and I was able to see the Sam Adams label and that one of the guys was drinking Budweiser. With this detail I continued with more detail like that, also about the other friends that had been in the car earlier that night.

At the end I asked the young man if he had a last question. He then said, well can he tell you what was the reason why we went out that night?

Nicks response was 'Because the/your Girl left'!

The young man's response was: That's exactly it, Nick said to me after it ended with my girlfriend "Lets go out tonight, and try and forget about her leaving"

Also at the end of the reading the young man who came to see me, told me that he had been given the shorts that belong to his best friend Nick. He knew exactly which shorts I was describing, which Nick showed up in. He said they were blue, with a shine and a white stripe around the leg.

With the second reading, I had much more detail than in the first, yet I know the first was very evidential.

I'm amazed how spirit can communicate with me in such a clear way.

Drunk Driver's - Shame on You!

2007-09-01T09:58:00.000-05:00

I had a sitting with a young lady yesterday. Before we began I thought to myself 'I wonder how a young beautiful woman could possibly loose someone'?

Well, loosing a loved one is not chosen by age, gender or inner or outer beauty.

She was barely 20 years old, and she looked extremely vivacious and happy go lucky.

As I started the reading, I soon realized that it was her brother who had passed. I had NO idea why she was there, other than assuming that she wanted to know he was ok.

Her brother was also her best friend.

Not quite the case, as I had connected with him, and I had described him in detail I asked her, so what is it that you're looking for today? At that exact same moment her brother brought me back to the night of his passing.

I traced it, from the clothes he was wearing, to him being on the cellphone, to picking up his friends, to them driving off to a party.

I knew from my dialogue with him that he was NOT drinking, as he point blank said no. I did on the other hand smell that his friends had been drinking beer.

He then dropped off his friends and headed home.

He then pauses and tells me, his passing was one where he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was not because of his action, but because of someone elses action.

He then proceeds to show me the road he's driving down. Suddenly I'm seeing headlights swerving towards me/him.

He jerks on his steering wheel, and his car swerves and hits a pole and a tree. The car looked fine, except on the driver's side of the car where he was sitting. It was completely demolished.

He passed immediately.

I said to his sister, that I saw a white car, and that her brother showed me someone at the steering wheel, and shows me a bottle right next to them, and drinking out of a bottle.

I paused and asked him for another confirmation because those are very serious allegations.

He then showed me an image of someone who I used to be friends with who easily would drink 2 or three cocktails before hitting the road. I was always as shocked by it, as I'm so against drinking and driving. All he said was 'Like her' 'Like her' ... referring to my friend K.

Then I knew from his descriptions that the person driving the other car was drinking.

I told the young lady, that a woman was driving the other car, and it was a white car. I also told her that an excellent medium would be able to zoom in on the license plates, which I started doing. I knew it was an in state plate, from the area though where this accident took place it could have been several different choices as the borders of the next 3 states are so close.

After the sitting had ended and the young woman had left her brother continued for a few minutes. I saw then even more clearly that it was a white Hyundai, and that the lady in question didn't live far from there.

But how would that have helped? There is no proof.

Police report stated that the young man, had not been drinking as there was no alcohol in his blood. He had been speeding, which I saw too but only about 10-15 miles p/h over the limit. He was going about 45 in a 30 mile p/h zone.

Police says there was no disturbance on the road. Obviously the lady in the white car had left the scene without any hesitation.

I wonder if she realizes what she's done, taken another persons life. I do know one thing for certain, that when she passes into spirit herself at the end of her life, she will know that she took another person life, because of her drinking and driving.

Where will it leave the sister.....only time will tell

Detailed Descriptions and 'Je va faire la pipi'

2007-08-30T23:47:00.001-05:00

Why is it that some mediums get more detail in their descriptions than others? I'm not quite sure, but I do wonder about that fairly frequently.

I'm beginning to see how my past is affecting my present moment positively. I've done so many different jobs, and I've been so passionate about all my studies every step of the way.

I studied philosophy and loved it, so when the 'scholar' the professor or the thinker wants to come through, I'll know what they were all about.

I studied tv/radio, journalism and media in general and I loved that too. For that reason I know how to ask probing questions to spirit, when I do the readings. The information then seems to flow very well.

I studied art intensely for years, and that was my greatest passion for most of my life. For that reason when a person comes through I can see every little wrinkle (or not) on their face. I'll find the little birthmarks, or I'll notice the missing teeth, or I'll see their exact eye colour. I become them, and with all my background I can put it into a clear picture which the 'sitter' can always recognize.

I know about 8 languages, some better than others. Just the other day while I was at work I needed to go to the restroom. Suddenly I hear French in my head and thought, that was very odd as I haven't really heard French since I lived in Paris. I heard loud and clear 'Je va faire la pipi' which is basically, I need to go to the restroom.

I return from the bathroom and I have a seat to chat with the lady that works there. This was at the end of my day and I was getting ready to head on home.

Then I smell this intense garlic and I asked her about it. She said there may have been some in the trash which she just emptied.

I thought, possibly. Still it made no sense to me, as the garlic smell came from her. I asked her if she was sure she hadn't eaten any. She told me she never eats it, but suddenly she remembered that her grandfather always reeked of garlic.

Bingo, her grandfather was there I thought.

I then asked her, do you know if anyone in the family spoke French? I'm hearing the French language all around you.

My colleague looks blonde and sounds very American, so I in my wildest dreams I would never have thought there was any connection what so ever with the French.

She then told me that her grandparents, who both are gone were natives to the French part of Canada.

Now it made all sense to me, why I was constantly hearing the French chatter in my ear.

Then as soon as the grandma noticed she had made a link....she starts chit chatting non stop in French. I understood most, but god was I rusty. So this was the first time I had translated a reading from French over to English.

I've done a translation before, but that was much easier, as it was a language I knew much better.

My colleague was very happy to know they were around her, and I know how it goes, from this point on I'll be hearing French around her.

Staying in the Present Moment

2007-08-30T21:05:00.000-05:00

When I do my work, I sometimes see the same people possibly a couple of times a year. Or I may even see them when not working.

What I always point out to them is that I never ever remember any of my readings at all. I have though found a way to remember who the people are, when I bump into them again.

I ask 'My Guides' or 'My Helpers' as I like to call them to download an image again, where and when I saw this person. What happens then is I sense the images coming into my mind, and I'll figure out where I've met them. If they're surprised that I don't remember the reading I did for them half or a year earlier, I again ask for a download and bits and pieces will come to mind.

But I never ever remember the readings.

It's becoming noticeable because I've been slacking on my blog. If I work at a good paste, and keep up with it, the most memorable readings I'll remember for a wee while, but if a few days go by I forget. The rest I absolutely won't, and I do that intentionally, so I myself won't be affected long term.

I stay in the present moment, because just that is 'A Present' to me

What is that I smell?

2007-08-30T20:49:00.000-05:00

The other day I did an event which you can read about below. That night I changed my style just a little, and the reason is because I like to push myself, and see how far I can go.

I have found, that working with Spirit, I can go anywhere I choose with a reading. It can be an emotional roller coaster, or it can be absolutely hilarious.

I try and sense where the person is at, if they're looking to heal a broken heart, where a lot of emotion could help, or if the person has come to a place where laughter will help them.

I always tune in before I go on, and this Saturday I sensed that humour would be essential.

I had the crowd laughing which was excellent.

The ending of the first message I was able to smell puppy poop on the floor and then I see it in my minds eye, and I find myself tip toeing around it on stage. Then out of the blue, I smelled and saw someones vomit and I found the recipient of that message right on first row.

Amazingly enough the young lady admitted to us that just the day before she got sick to her stomach and actually threw up in her car. Exactly what I smelled and saw. All I knew is I smelled it intensely and I knew it had happened while in transit, on some sort of transportation.

One message had to do with a house fire. That one became much more emotional than the previous one.

It truly can be like an emotional roller coaster.

The last message of the night, I prayed I wouldn't go there, but I did without realizing I was. The last message was for John himself (see below) and his grandfather was by his side.

What was so neat to me, was that on the way in the car he had been thinking intensely about his grandfather without saying a word to me about it, until afterwards.

It was a night with a lot of laughter, and even more smells.

I often wonder how the brain does all this, how can I possibly smell all this without the source of the smell even being there. Amazing!

Keeping it Real

2007-08-21T00:35:00.000-05:00

The summer has come and gone, with its sizzling heat, thunder and rain and occasional trips to the sea and workshops in between work.

A few weeks ago, I attended a workshop in New England. I had been to the same workshop before, but in the past, I've done some workshops twice and I always learned something new. For some reason, I knew I had to sign up for this workshop, even though I had attended exactly the same workshop before. I wasn't really sure why. It was my intuition pushing me to go. I needed a time way from work and from the city, so this would be my best choice for a weekend get-away.

It seems I made the right choice, even though I had done many similar workshops before with different teachers, I was there for a reason. A reason I did not know yet.

The teacher was John Holland. He is by far one of my favorite mediums, because he speaks the truth and he keeps it real. I had met him only a couple of times before very briefly and in my mind how would he remember me from 'a fly in the wall' as his own expression was, but he did.

His workshop of course like before was excellent. He is a great teacher, and he has a way of connecting with people.

He is one of those mediums that I know, will never forget where he came from, which I like.

At the end of the workshop I went up to him to thank him for all his work, which is amazing. He doesn't quite seem to realize how he's been a catalyst for thousands of people.

I think often times we who do this work, don't. It's taking me a long time, but I also know the reason why. It is the pure knowing that the work is not ours, but that of spirit, and all we do is connect and translate what spirit wants to say to their loved ones here. That's all.

But I connected with John to thank him, and a nicer guy I've hardly ever met. I invited him to come to an event I was participating in this August.

To my utter surprise he marked it in his calendar, and then to my even greater surprise he actually contacted me to confirm that the event was still taking place.

He actually came to see us work, and I'm so grateful for that. Having people like him, come to see young mediums work is such an honor, because that tells us, that those that have gone before us, haven't forgotten where they came from. He at least is still curious and wants to know what's going on out there.

I have to say, my prayers were heard. I see him as a great example of where I want to go with my work. I hope and pray one day I can be in his shoes.

It is such tremendous gift to be able to connect with spirit and bring those greetings to loved ones here.

Those that read this blog, I encourage you to follow John Holland and come and see him when he's in your area.

Ladies first.....Laughter and Tears

2007-07-24T23:33:00.000-05:00

Just the other day I did some stage/gallery work. It was probably about 30 people, which is a rather small group. The size of the group can sometimes create nice intimacy and depending on the atmosphere I can let some things fly.

Humour is essential in my work, and that night of course I was hoping for a little humour.

As I'm beginning I was in between two spirits, chatting with them seeing who wanted to go first. I knew one was an older lady, and the other was a flaming gay guy. He had a great, I should say a fantastic sense of humour and he was playing with us all night.

When I was deciding who to go with first, he was hanging on a little, so in my mind I ask him, how about 'Ladies first'

He puts on a move, throws his left hand on his hips, swings his right hand pointy finger up in the air, and yells out laughing 'But I'm a Lady Too'!

Which was true in a way, because the way he appeared was in drag, which then became extremely evidential to the message.

He also implied, 'the pearls will wait' which I didn't share with the group because that was a very private comment only I would have understood.

At one point I hear Jim calling out 'She's a Virgin'! and then he turns on the song with Madonna "She's a Virgin, Touched for the very first time"

So I say to the lady, is this a first time you attend an event like this? She said yes...so I told her exactly what Jim was up to. The whole audience cracked up. Jim really liked the laughter and continued with 'rear end' jokes and comments after that. All in proper ways, because that is how I work.

He turned a good night, into a great night.

Thanks Jim!

Later that night, I gave a message where I thought I was tap dancing, only to learn that it wasn't tap dancing but Irish dancing. I found myself doing as John Holland did in a workshop I attended only a few days ago. He gave an example of Irish Dancing, and swung his leg around. Suddenly I do the same. The lady receiving the message confirmed it all, along with the sour milk in the fridge, and expired eggs in the door of her refrigerator.

It's amazing the detail I can sometimes see, and it's so much fun....when the fun ones appear.

Laughter and Tears go hand in hand

....I wonder

2007-07-24T23:13:00.000-05:00

A few weeks ago, I met a young man in his early twenties who I was in awe of.

Why, well I knew when I met him that he could do my work. I was in awe, which I never am. I never ever get star struck, I'm spare on my compliments when it comes to mediumship because I myself aim for excellence and I'd love to see the mediums raise the bar a little.

This young man M, has his future ahead of him, an unwritten path that he can influence in any way he wants.

I do believe in a blueprint when we come here on the earth plane, yet I also believe in 'free will'

We will follow a certain path, and what ever we do in life, we are meant to do. All the people we meet in life, we are meant to meet. All the things we say in life, we are meant to say for one reason or another.

No regrets ever.

I wonder though when I meet young people like M, if he will follow the path of mediumship. I told him, he could become as good as the best ones out there.

He has free will, he can do what ever he pleases.

One thing I know for certain though, that within this work, it will become imperative that he meet the right teachers sooner rather than later. This I say, because I've seen teachers say things that are not true, I've seen fantastic young mediums take on mannerisms that they didn't need to take on. I've seen young people getting involved with other people that perhaps weren't the best choice, their path then just became a little rockier.

I hope for M, that he finds happiness in his life, that he finds the right people in his life, that he finds like minded people in his life, because nothing will sustain his energy here except like minded people. I also know there will come a time in his life, when he gets it, and that brings warmth to my heart.

I also know, who will and who will not be supportive in his life. Me as another medium what is my responsibility? To share that truth yet, or to allow M to experience his own path on his own terms. I think the latter is far more important than me saying anything at all. He'll find out sooner rather than later.

I do wonder where his path will bring him.....

....in tears

2007-07-24T22:42:00.000-05:00

Just the other day, I met with family and one after the other each family member had private sitting with me. I believe they all went well, and I have to say my greatest thanks go to Chuck to help me keep it going. Chuck was a brother who passed only a few years ago, then after him the parents both went within a couple of years. Before Chuck though also there was the sister-in-law who tragically passed, too early in life.

Later I received an email from a mutual friend who told me that the whole family was in tears and I got a pat on the back, telling me 'a job well done'

Today I was thinking that it can be so hard for me, to know that the work that I do more often than not will bring people to tears. Then on the other hand, I also know as I'm told I bring a lot of healing to people, confirming all the details of their loved ones, and details of their own lives.

The first sitting was with a gentleman, who was Chuck's brother-in-law. One of the things that struck me in the reading was that Chuck could not help himself but to make fun of his brother-in-law when he was in the yard the other day, looking for the pipes for the septic tank. Chuck laughed and repeatedly said....'You couldn't find where the shit was coming out of your own house, could you'! And then finally when B found the pipes he was so surprised how close they were to the surface that you could almost see all the pipes. Chuck found the whole thing terribly amusing.
Then, later that day suddenly Chuck makes me feel as though I had to sing and dance the 'Chicken Dance'
Well there was no way that I was going to do that, but I relayed the information, and apparently just the other day there was the family who all got together for a family celebration and they all danced the chicken dance. Chuck was having fun with them all too.
I haven't heard the chicken dance in a decade I think, until Chuck brought it to me that day.
Then I met with Chucks wife, E. That sitting was like a roller coaster. Chuck so desperately wanted to be close to her, but every time he's say something heartfelt his wife burst into tears. Then Chuck made sure to liven things up and mentioned something hysterically funny. She'd smile, then he'd remind her of something emotional.
All I can say, I do hope she found some healing with this connection. He was so extremely proud of his grand daughter Destiny. He praised her left and right, and I do know that he will be with her for a very long time to come.
He talked about the flag pole his wife E was thinking of raising in his memory but never got to. Obviously he was there with her. Then one of the most memorable time in the sitting was when he spoke of the Vietnam Memorial, down in DC and he described the families clothing, that cold and wet day when they all were there with their father, before his passing. Chuck was there too.

This post is for Chuck and Tracey.....Thanks guys for making my work so much easier!

So Simple

2007-07-07T21:17:00.000-05:00

The work I do is so simple. Because I haven't had many wow moments lately I'll be dipping a little bit into how I work and one of my favourite methods when I work is 'Blending'

Inviting the Spirit to step into your energy and allowing them to 'blend' with yours is an amazing thing to do.
When that happens, I become their eyes, and can then also more easily understand their vision of people and who they were in life.

One must be analytical though to a point when doing this work, because if one wasn't anything and everything would fly.

It's almost as if one were to give a camera and a microphone to someone who's never worked with those machines before, and asking them to create an interview from beginning to end. Not that easy.

So in my mind is 'blending' to a point where you feel spirit overshadowing yours, although not to a point where you feel like you loose yourself. (That would be trans mediumship)
One should be able to hear their thoughts while they were living, one should be able to feel their presence how big or small they were. And one should be able to see their face as if they were looking at a mirror, as if they were looking at their own reflection. Then one should be able to detect what their skin feels like, the colour of their skin and the colour of their eyes. Does the eye colour change in different daylight (some green/hazel and blue eye do)
What did their hands look like and how does it truly feel like to be in their bodies. Once I take on their mannerisms and I may be hemming my dress while still wearing it, sitting at the kitchen table chatting with other family members in a language other than my own. And when the person then bites off the thread to break it, that is when true blending is beginning to take place. Especially if I can detect which finger suffers from the most arthritis.

This is how my experience is, when I work and I love it. The energy of Spirit is 'All Loving' and it's nice. Quite different from some people around us sometimes.

Blending is nice.

Where does one draw the line?

2007-07-07T20:55:00.000-05:00

I have to say, in America it is not easy sometimes to do this work and here you will find one small example why.
I have learned that I have to limit tremendously sometimes the information I receive, this is in particular when I see medical issues taking place.
A while ago, I did a sitting with a woman from Nevada and the detail that came through in this reading was amazing. It described her son and all his ailments. Now, her son was not present, and this was over the phone. Yet amazingly I remember this sitting vividly as it was one of those 'wow' moments for me.
I was able to see through the eyes of spirit that this young man 18 years of age was in a wheel chair. He was born with spina bifida, scoliosis and water on the brain. I was able to see exactly and feel his scoliosis and where bed sores had really been bothering him. I was able to tell how long those bed sores were and where they were located. I was also able to see why one of his eyes was drifting up into his eye socket.
He had tripped while in the shower and hit his head. The narrow tube that delivers spinal fluid from his brain into his abdomen had been misaligned during this fall. Of course it's not visible to the naked eye, but I could see it through someone elses eyes. My x-ray vision.
His mother told me that he had been complaining of headaches and that he was constantly removing his eyeglasses to rub his eyes in the past few days.
Well, no wonder spinal fluid was not dripping correctly through those lines and the shunt in his head was off balance and needed to be readjusted.

All of the information which of course was much more detailed during the one hour was confirmed by the mother.

In America I could get sued for seeing things like this. I on the other hand always, and I mean always tell people that I'm not a physician and all I can do is tell them what I'm being shown. I always tell people to go and have things checked out and so far I'm hearing from people that have come to see me, that what I see is correct.
I'm glad that spirit can help us from the other side and interact before things get much worse.

Just the other day, a mother came to see me and she told me she had seen me a year ago. She told me then that I had seen that one of the women in her family, who she loved the most would be diagnosed with something in the lower abdomen in the female region. And I told her that to me they looked like little growths or blisters. I gave her as little detail as possible, but emphasised that she needed to have women in the family pay attention to their health.
This one year later when she came to see me, she told me that her daughter had been diagnosed with a first stage uterine cancer, and because I was able to see it, she had received treatment for it and was now in remission.

It brings warmth to my heart when I know it helps people.

It is absolutely essential that we always make sure our health is ok, and that we see our doctors regularly. Without us, there is no us.

Compliments well worth the wait

2007-07-07T20:41:00.000-05:00

Just the other day, I got one of the nicest compliments I've ever heard, and I'm beginning to realize I may be coming full circle very soon.
A few years ago, when I first began studying Spirit Communication, I saw a young woman by the name of Jackie Lopez. She was about my age, and she was beautiful. She had great stage presence and her evidence was amazing.
One piece of evidence I saw her give from a stage to an audience member was 'I Love You' in Thai.
She heard it in Thai, without knowing that language and she repeated what she heard. The lady who was receiving the message from her mother, translated and said it means 'I Love You'
What a piece of evidence when a medium does not know the recipient at all, and when the medium also begins delivering messages in languages they themselves have never ever heard.
I was so impressed, that I thought to myself if I ever do this work, I would like to be like Jackie Lopez.
She shortly after that, stopped doing mediumship, but I still remember her as one of the best ones I've ever seen. And I am a medium know when I see quality and when I see wannabees.

Just a few weeks ago, I was at one of my weekly events and one of my colleagues had brought a friend who was sitting in the audience.
I began giving her a message, and apparently it was extremely evidential to her. She gasped for air a couple of times and she looked amazed.

After we finished she came up to me and asked if I did private readings and I told her I do on occasion. She later contacted me and invited me to her house where I indeed gave her and her friends one full hour sittings.

This young woman told me when she first saw me, that I reminded her of a woman she once got a reading from and that reading was still coming to light. This woman was Jackie Lopez.
She told me, I had the same intensity and enthusiasm in my work, and that we were both amazingly detailed.

It was one of the best compliments I have ever gotten, because I remember myself thinking a few years ago when I saw Jackie Lopez, I want to be as good as she.

I told another close friend of mine about this compliment. She agreed, she said I was even more detailed than Jackie but also Jackie had a lovely warm presence on stage.

I wish Jackie was still doing this work, she'd still amaze me just like she did the first time I ever saw her.

On more of a personal note....

2007-06-09T09:21:00.000-05:00

I haven't blogged in a while, mostly due to the fact I had my lovely cousin visiting for a couple of weeks and then work is increasing on top of that.

A little about my cousin and her strength, which I absolutely admire.
She was born some odd 23 years ago and she's become this medical wonder, both in Europe and in the USA.
At birth she was diagnosed with a heart defect, and not just a simple one, but one where there were holes between her heart compartments. Not faulty valves, but holes between the compartments of her heart. They patched that up, and a couple of years go by.
Then her mother always knew she wasn't quite ok, but doctors told her she was being hysterical.
Within 2 years it was discovered that my cousin was born with water on her head. Because too much time had gone by, it is now obvious as her left eye drifts off. She got a shunt and they hoped all would be well by then.
In regards to her heart, she also has another problem on top of the previous mentioned heart defect. She has an extra nerve in her heart, that will give her an extra beat. To me it sounded like a ghost beat immediately after the initial beat.
I too forget to mention that she was born with one leg slightly shorter than the other, and one foot smaller than the other. This is obvious when she walks and obvious when one looks at her back as it is now becoming curved, as if she had scoliosis.
At the age of about 20 she noticed she couldn't hear very well, so the doctors took a look inside of her ears, tested for hearing etc. etc. They discovered a tumor inside of her ear canal. The good thing was, that it was benign, and only on one side.
She went for surgery for that, but lost the whole inside of her ear, so now she is deaf on one side and had poor hearing on the other side.
Just about 2 years ago, she was unable to hold down much food anymore, and she had to go in for surgery. They then discover that her stomach had sustained tremendously stunted growth since the age of two and her lower intestines were all jammed together on one side.
They operated on her, and enlarged her stomach and removed her gallbladder, and moved the colon to the other side so it'd be more or less equal within her abdomen.
She has food allergies, such as potatoes and many many other things. If she eats certain things, the inside of her mouth will brake out in wounds.
She also has sun allergy, so that if she goes out in the sun, without any sun protection she'll get rashes all over.
This is just a part of her medical history that I know of, that have become obvious to me. I know that there are times when she can't keep any food down and it'll either come up or down.
She's a tough cookie though, and to my amazement she is one of the most tenuous young women around.
She knows herself better than anyone, and I do wish her all the best in her life. She deserves a great life

It makes my life seem absolutely wonderful, it helps me appreciate my tremendously good health. Yes indeed I'm one of those I never have to see inside of a doctors office

Bug Eyed!

2007-05-14T17:57:00.000-05:00

I've been very busy lately so I haven't been keeping up this blog as I would like to. Today I'm going to share a story of a young woman that came to see me last week.

She had usually gone to another reader who I know only does psychic readings. But there is always a reason when people find their way to me, and I think in her case it was to open her heart.

She sat down and I inquired about her experiences so far. She told me that she usually sees R for readings but for some reason she was pulled to come and see me.

I asked her if she had ever had mediumship reading done before and she said no. I asked if it was ok if I brought through a loved one. She thought she was only there to get a psychic reading, but those that know me, know I'm a much better medium than a psychic. I just prefer the energy of spirit, than necessarily tuning into the energy of people here.

So even when I do my psychic readings people may think I'm connecting that way, but I do connect solely with spirit when I do my work.

I told her that there was a young man with her, and that he had passed barely at the age of 18 or 20. He passed due to a gunshot wound, and I heard the popping of the pistol next to my ear.

The young woman suddenly became bug-eyed and said 'Oh my god'

And I continued, I said I have to acknowledge that his passing happened closed to his home and that he was genuinely a good kid. He also was making a reference to his two year old son, and a photograph that was taken of him, about the time of his passing. The photograph shows the child with dimples, a great laugh and a smile to his face, and his skin was chocolate brown. He has the most radiant eyes in this photograph.

The young woman continued to be bug-eyed and just said yes, this was his son, and his son was two years old when his father was shot. He is now in high school.

The father then proceeded to talk about himself when he passed, and that there was a graduation photograph of him in a cap and a gown. He said number one, so that implied he was the first one in the family to graduate high school of all his siblings.

Then I hear the name Leroy..... Initially the young woman said no....I don't understand that.

I then said, ok lets hold off with that information for a minute.

I then told her that Travis, the young man who got shot was a great poet and there are about 4 or 5 books filled with his poetry. It's not just another hip-hop text put together but genuine poetry. The young woman nodded.

I then said, one of the poems he wrote shortly before his passing was about life and death and I acknowledged that either the poem was published or read out loud at his funeral.

She said she wasn't sure about that, but she knew which poem I was talking about.

She told me she was too emotional to go to his funeral, because 6 months prior another cousin had passed through drowning.

I said to her, that explains why I'm seeing two young men at the funeral.

Again I heard the name Leroy, and she said 'Oh My God'! Once again.

And this Leroy was a bit of a gangstah wasn't he. She said oh yes now I remember Leroy.

I told her Leroy dealt in drugs and that was basically how he passed. She said yes to everything.

It's amazing when spirit is persistent, how they can bring the information through.

Her cousins Ernest (the drowned one) and Travis were such nice young men and it was so tragic. It happened about 14 years ago, yet they are still around. About Leroy, Travis and Ernest were helping him heal his journey here on earth, they met him when he passed.

Finally in the reading I said to the young woman: "Did someone just refer to someone else, only two days ago as a back stabbing B?" or someone said literally: "What a back stabbing B**ch"!

The young woman became bug eyed again, and said Oh My God, that was my boyfriend talking about a mutual friend who is not so nice. I then proceeded and gave the young woman, a description of what this woman looked like that they were referring to. The young woman confirmed everything.

This language, I myself as a person would never use, but she confirmed it all word by word.

This is only to tell us, that spirit is around us all the time. Spirit is only just a thought away and no matter how long someone has been gone, they're so close to us.

And it is so nice to know that loved ones will be there to great us, all - no matter how we lived and how we passed.

How funny things can be.....

2007-05-09T21:50:00.001-05:00

Just the other day, I was doing one of my demonstrations. As I've mentioned before, because I do so many of them, and I forget most of them, a rare few stick in my mind.

This gentleman who's been to several of my demonstrations was in the audience. Every single time I see him I forget that I've brought a spirit through for him before. Now though I'm paying more attention. Not that I won't go to him, as I go only where spirit moves me, rather there is one spirit that loves coming to him. He's a young man who was killed in a motorcycle accident barely 20 years old.

He's come through at a few different occasions and fortunately he's never come through with the same info. This last time, he spoke a bit about himself, what he looked like, the connection he had with D (the recipient) and his favourite things to do. To make a very long story short he then began to talk about D's 'spring cleaning' and that he was with him going through his closet. He showed me one piece of clothing after another which D obviously no longer could fit. He'd describe those hideous blue plaid pants, and show me how tight they were around D's belly. Then he proceeded to talk about his boat and that he was thinking of cleaning out the place where he kept his boat too. It'd be a huge job, because.....he was right there with him when D saw a rat...ooops and then another rat run across the floor. D really didn't pay much attention to it except the young man in spirit was holding up rats in front of me, just about 10 or 20 of them, on their tales upside down and yelling out laughing, saying 'You could open up a Chinese Restaurant'.

After all the descriptions of D's horrible taste in clothing 20 years ago and then the rat colony growing happily where he stored his boat, the whole audience was laughing hysterically.

He joked around like no other, and one had to really be there to experience it. To see D's embarrassment and reaction.

Most spirits have a great sense of humour and when connecting with a medium who is tuned in, it can be a riot experiencing all that.

I've seen mediums though at work who'll use a whole lot of childish remarks, which belong in the bathroom. Humour in spirit work is essential, because Spirit truly wants to see us rejoicing and celebrating life. Humour should be tasteful, and memorable, because it's the fondness of the memories that keep our hearts light.

The world is funny, if we only choose to see it through funny eyes. Laughter and Love is what makes the world go around.

Trembling and Shaking

2007-04-09T19:40:00.000-05:00

It is not that I've forgotten to write blogs, only my own health has been a little low lately. Today's writing though is about my experience this past week. A lady came to see me, who had never in her life seen a medium, not in real life nor on TV. It was an interesting session as I told her like I always do: I will try my absolute best to bring through without a doubt the loved one you miss so dearly, the person you came to meet up with today.

Immediately I sensed a very dear friend of hers come through, and I described him the best I could. He died prematurely and most of his issues through out his life was not taking care of himself.

At one point, he showed me all his physical symptoms, and my right arm began shaking tremendously. All the way up to my neck and somewhat in my head. The lady understood everything I was saying to her, and the shaking especially.

In my sittings I encourage questions, and she proceeded to ask me how he passed, as there was some confusion about that.

He then showed me the medication he took for different ailments, and that the doctors had warned him not to mix too much of certain medication.

Well her friend S. was exhausted by life, and decided one day on the dosage himself.

The nice thing though, before his passing, and this came through in the reading was that he had such a hard time telling anyone that he loved them, because he was raised in a battered home.

The night before he died, he told his friend 'I love you' Only that one time.

It is a memory that she will carry with her, for the rest of her life. Despite her loss, she will have that, that only once in his life did he tell someone he loved them and that was her.

I think this is a beautiful story of non-judgement. We cannot judge anyone of how they pass. We all end up in the same place after this lifetime, 'The Higher Side' as I like to call it. We all meet up eventually, and those last words can be so powerful and healing. What a gift she received that day.

Return Visitors

2007-03-26T21:45:00.000-05:00

I always hope not to see my 'sitters' for a few months and most of the time that turns out to be true.

This past week a lady came to see me, and I didn't remember her, which was a good thing. If I don't remember those that come to see me, it's always a good thing, as it means that I was so focused on my work, and the connection with spirit, than I am on their reaction to what I'm saying. The connection is far more important, than to see the visitors reaction.

After the session with her, she told me that she had seen me about a year ago, and then I had described to her that one of the women in her family would develop some physical ailments in the lower abdomen. I was more specific during the sitting with the lady, as this was a private sitting, than I will be here on this blog. She contacted all her female family members and women friends to be on the outlook for some changes.

A few days later, coincidentally her daughter went to see her obgyn and earliest stages of uterine cancer was detected. She went through chemotherapy and treatments and all went well. Today she is cancer free! During the sitting with the lady, I had described to her, that all would go well, and that not to worry too much about it.

Because she was much more descriptive in what she told me I had said, I knew she was telling the truth. It is very rare that people come back to see me, months if not years later and tell me that what I had seen. But it sure feels good to know that the work I do leaves a positive impact on peoples lives.

The First Connection

2007-03-24T11:16:00.000-05:00

I spoke to a good friend a couple of days ago, about his first sitting with a medium. This man I consider to be a very rational person, once having had a full career, and being in the military for many years or until he retired a few years ago.

He told me about the impact of the first time he received a message from a medium from his recently passed on mother. He told me it was a life changing moment. Shortly after that, he had a sitting with one of England's finest mediums and he said that reading was so detailed, and so powerful that, that too became the reading that brought tremendous peace to him, about life and more importantly the afterlife.

I must investigate that further, how a sitting, or how a message can impact a person and change peoples lives.

I've always had an interesting experience with peoples passings. I never feel sadness, I usually feel peace in my heart, that they've found their way back home.

The Last Words....

2007-03-19T23:43:00.000-05:00

This is just a very quick thought I'd like to add.

When people are in the process of passing into spirit, frequently it seems as though they are trying to say something. Loved ones standing by their bedside are curious what they are saying, or who they're calling out to.

I know that in 99% of the time when people call out, they're calling out to those that have gone before them, they're calling out to those they loved the most, and those, that loved them the most. It is because their vision into the other realm has expanded and they are then able to see that their loved ones are right there by their bedside.

Often I have people coming to me, asking me what were they trying to say? One of the last times I remember this happening a lady had witnessed her mothers last breath. Her mother was calling something she said. She thought she was saying: 'How'? 'How'? repeatedly. The woman was left with a lot of questions, what was her mother asking? Her mother wasn't asking her anything at all. She was calling out to her husband, who had passed many years before her. I knew this as I saw, and felt her husband Howard standing right by her side on the higher side, that this woman's mother was calling his name. Howard, Howard. Because he was there to greet her, and to assist her in her last moments before dying.

Dying is like rebirth, it can be painstaking. But after the darkness of illness there is light, there is peace, and there is this eternal calmness and joy.

The Moment - Mindfullness - Reason for Passing

2007-03-18T17:57:00.000-05:00

Today a friend of mine spoke before my mediumship. I must say I think she is absolutely excellent in all that she does.

Today's topic was about being in the moment, and how we cannot possibly linger in the past, or for that matter be in the future. It is merely the 'NOW' that matters. It is also what teachings in Zen Buddhism emphasises. I like that thought, because it reminds us to be mindful of all there is in our surroundings in the present moment. It teaches us to truly see the colour of the sky, it teaches us to truly turn to a person that has aggravated us, with a smile and think of forgiveness. Not necessarily towards that person, but towards oneself as our aggravation is our own, not theirs. That to me is truly about mindfullness, the respect for one's own spirit. It doesn't really matter what other people think or say, when we live with love in our hearts, and we are sincere towards ourselves.

When we are mindful of our own spirit, and when we are truly sincere and loving towards ourselves is when we can only be the same to others.

My friend truly inspired me today, and her talk was aligned with a talk I had with a good friend of mine the other day about 'The Moment' and 'Mindfullness'

After her talk I got to do my mediumship, and I wanted to share a few little moments that have lingered on with me.

If spirit was funny when they were living, they will continue to be funny in the 'world of spirit. Today I connected with a lady that passed with a serious breathing issue and ultimately congestive heart failure. She was funny because as she got older, she let it 'all hang out' she stopped wearing bra's. This wouldn't be all too bad, except that she was very large chested and her boobs were left to wander freely. Also her false teeth didn't quite fit in, so she hardly ever put them in towards the end, as they were more of an aggravation than anything else. This I displayed to the crowd, as I re-enacted how she was. It was quite funny actually.

Now, some people that may glance at this blog may ask themselves: 'How does she know this lady passed with congestive heart failure'?

To me, the answer is very simple. I will feel the spirit of this person over me, I will feel her large breasts flowing freely, I will feel and see myself trying to fit the false teeth into my mouth, yet knowing they don't fit that well. And on the matter of the congestive heart failure. I will go through the experience physically what this lady went through, and she will show me an image of her heart placed on top of mine, and in minds eye as I look down on my heart, I see my heart muscle drooping, and malfunctioning. How I know it's a congestive heart failure, is also because I will see not only the heart muscle drooping down and enlarging but I'll see sweat and tears coming out of that muscle which indicate to me, this heart has no strength or power anymore to function like the rest of the heart or like the heart used to. With me it usually is the left compartment of the heart that starts drooping. Finally I will see and feel moisture, and dampness inside her lungs as if they were my own, filling up with fluids. And as they fill up with fluids, I know I cannot breath with full capacity. This isn't a very detailed description of what I see, merely a tip of the iceberg.

The experience of mediumship can be fascinating. I'm hoping to fine tune my medical visions even more than I have in the past few weeks. I'm hoping I can get as detailed information again as I was able to get only a few months ago. I know it'll be returning one day, more vividly than ever before. I'll be able to see little nooks and crannies in different organs again, and I'll be able to see calcium build up, or cholesterol in peoples arteries, not only that it's there, but exactly where and how thick it is. That to me is fun, pushing the limits of what I can see. It all so extremely simple.

In the 'Groove' or not?!

2007-03-18T17:42:00.000-05:00

Today I had one of my events take place. I was ok with it, yet I also know I could have done better. I know how much detail I can get from one spirit, yet I also realize that in front of a crowd of people I can't linger on for too long.

It is interesting with my work, that there are times when I know I'm in the groove, and then there are times when I don't fall so easily into that groove. I suppose it's like the musician, there are times when you're in the 'moment' of creation and then there are times, when you play on automatic but you know you're not creating sparks.

I like creating those sparks for the brief moment people get a chance to see me work. I always strive to have the connection so clear that there is no static what so ever and the spirit of the deceased person comes over me easily and effortlessly.

When performers say they have a routine, they follow and they then know they'll have a good performance, that is too what I usually do, follow a routine. Today though, I fell out of routine. It only took one phone call to shake my energy. This phone call wasn't even for me, nor anyone I knew. Yet it was too close to comfort.

During my work, I sensed I wasn't in the groove, yet the recipients at the event were happy, came up to me after wards and thank me whole heartily.

Someone also told me afterwards that I'm too hard on myself. I blame it on years and years of college and university papers and essays. Always striving towards the absolute best.

In my heart, only A is good enough for me, because I know I can deliver it. Yet it is obvious that B is splendid for others. They don't know the difference of B or A as I know it.

In the future, I will ask those that are around me, to respect my quiet place and turn off any gadgets so that I may perform the music spirit would like me to perform.

The string quartet should get full attention, not partial as this work truly is for spirit.

On a totally different note, why does my cat snore, and why does he gulp for air all the time?

How Much Proof?

2007-03-17T11:41:00.000-05:00

I'm happy these days as I'm able to pace myself nicely. I work when I need to, and I don't work if I don't feel like it. It's important I'm learning in my field, as if I work even when I don't want to, it hits me really hard, emotionally and physically. It's called getting burned out.These days I'm up and running again.Yesterday I saw a man, who had lost his wife about a year ago. A few things happened which to me is rather obvious. He himself is very 'left brained' and no matter how much proof I bring him, he will still question the survival of the spirit. To me it's irrelevant what he believes, as I am not one to try and convince anyone at all. The way I look at it, it doesn't matter to me whether you believe or not, the proof is in the pudding, and I'll serve you the best pudding I know how.
I brought through a couple of relatives, and I told him his wife was there too. Finally when I got to her, I barely described her condition of her passing. That is rare and different for me, as usually I'll get the details of their illnesses they passed from. I'm not sure why it was different. But then I continued and described her hair, the colour, the thickness the texture etc. etc. I described her face, her eyes, her eye colour, her cheekbones and her 'chapped lips' I myself never get chapped lips, and how I described her was very different from my own features. I have finer features. Then suddenly a huge spider came waltzing across the floor. This wouldn't be newsworthy except that it's 30F and a nor' easter raging outside, and a spider really didn't fit into the environment that day. Also I've had my appointments there for almost 3 years and I've never ever seen a spider before. I paused the tape, and said to the gentleman: 'I hope you're not afraid of spiders, but there is a huge spider walking towards you'. He then told me, his wife was terrified of spiders, and there was a story when he teased her with a spider, and she twisted her ankle. To me that spider was just a small sign.During this sitting also I spoke of cards, postcards that had inspirational messages. One in particular that was from an Aunt, had yellow on the front of it, and something blue too. He then told me he had not had the courage since his wife's passing to go through the cards, but they were waiting for him at the kitchen table. There were many more things I described to him, in his home that he was able to acknowledge and recognize.I spoke of his children in detail, and where they are at in life, and where they're headed. I was able to describe them all, and I was able to describe the child that saw this man as a father figure in his life, even though he wasn't. The simple things as the chapped lips, I described to him, what more proof does one need?During the sitting I know with all the information I spoke of, it could not have been anyone else but his wife.He admitted to his skepticism, and I told him I understood, as for many years I was a complete atheist.

Flowing On The River Love

2007-03-14T00:11:00.000-05:00

When I do my work, all my experiences in life, I use as tools. Spirit communication for me, is like playing Charades, although I am not very good at the game itself, I pride myself of understanding those peaceful voices of Spirit that vibrate within my mind and my heart.
When it comes to the matter of love, each and every single individual on this planet experiences and expresses it differently. When we pass into spirit, they can say and send us love and kisses, but how do we know it is true? My reply to that is, because of all the other evidence that comes through. That is when I truly know spirit is expressing love to us.

Recently I've had many discussions with a friend of mine, on the matter of love and how one can experience it. How I understand his interpretation I see rather limiting, as it 'feels' to me that he is not willing or able to completely open up his heart and experience and trust. He has a set idea of what love is, what it feels like and how it should be, and how it should come to him.

One thing I have learned, is that love can be experienced in so many different ways. I actually see it, as river that floats us through life.
To me, this river of Love looks like a Tree of Life, with branches reaching the edges of the universe, and reaching the infinite above.
This river of Love flows in crooked ways, around corners, around curves, up and down hills and through canyons. As we go with the flow, we then can experience the most beautiful and unconditional love there is. If we trust, we will ultimately find ourselves on the calm waters of unconditional Love. If we stand strong, like the Tree of Life, we then are strong from within, and nothing can ever bring us down.

It is not through the infatuation of momentary excitement in life, rather it is the true experience of life that teaches us love. Infatuation is like having the choice of watching ones life in photographs, without sound, having to tap into memories of what the experience was, that one moment. If on the other hand I'm given the choice to watch my life as a movie, with sound and movement, laughter and tears, I know I can truly immerse myself in the memory and relive the moments in my heart. I believe love is the same way. It is the long lasting journey that brings us the unconditional love, not the flickering moment that once was here, and then is gone.

I know that all the people I have loved in my life, I have loved in different ways. And nothing is ever set in stone. Every new Love brings me new exciting curves on my river of Life. There is never ever comparison from one to the other, because the colour Blue, may just be Indigo to another, as the colour Orange, may be Tangerine to another.

It isn't about watching the fireworks flicker by in a brief moment, rather it is about finding the fireplace and nurturing that fire for a long time to come. True passion grows from the longlasting fire, not from that one brief moment.

On this journey called life, one ought to experience every single moment as if it is ones last, with love in ones heart.
Doing that, one can truly say, at the end of ones life 'I Lived in Love'!

A Very Memorable Connection

2007-03-05T11:24:00.000-05:00

When I work, I work with different energies. I will connect with loved ones on the higher side, and bring through all the detailed evidences as in who they are. The 5 w's from journalism works very similarly when doing spirit communication. And yes indeed I did study journalism alongside many other subjects.
But there are times when I connect not just with the 'loved ones' but with a power that is to most unrecognisable. Most people refer to them as 'spirit guides' or 'helpers'
Seeing how I like to keep things as real as I can, I'll refer to them as helpers.

During one of my sittings, I had connected with a lady by the name of Lillian who also did my work. I never knew Lillian in real life, but the more I do this work the more people I'm coming accross that knew her. She was a fascinating woman, and I love her energy.
This sitting was actually with her daughter who is living in a totally different state than I am, and I do not know her at all, nor her family or family history.

As soon as her mother Lillian had finnished saying what she wanted to say, I noticed the energy changing, and a helper stepped in. This helper is the one that helps me see the physical body, human or animals in 3D, MRI, or as an x-ray. Which ever works the best at the time.

He began talking about her son, and all the ailments he was suffering from.
It began by my helper describing his spine and how it curved, not only had her son scoliosis, but also spina bifida, so he was in a wheelchair. I described in detail his back soares, and how the one on the left was worse than the one on the right. I counted the inches how long it was and that the doctors had to stitch up parts of it. Not only that, but I also felt on my head that he had two nubs on the right side, back of his head, that needed adjustment, so I found out that he also had a shunt on the back of his head.
I would have been so confused about these nobs on the back of his head, except that a year before this sitting, I saw my cousin for the first time since she was a toddler. She has a shunt, and she was at Children's hospital in Boston. She let me feel the shunt, so that is how I realized what was going on. It was a strange feeling.

During this sitting, I also felt that one of his eye was drifting upwards and he had a hard time controling it. Also the headaches or pressure he'd get were kind of intense, especially the pressure where the eye was having some trouble. It also felt like something was dripping out of my nose. Now, the dripping out of my nose may have been my helper trying to re-inforce the info about the pressure of spinal fluid on this kids brain.
The mother confirmed ever single thing I said, and the reason why she was having this sitting with me, was because she didn't know why his eye was wandering so much, and that he was complaining about head aches, which I actually told her.

What I was shown had happened was that her son was in the shower, and he somehow slipped or tripped and banged his head really badly. She had brought him to the doctors but they couldn't see anything at all.
I was able to see that the shunt somehow was off. There was something about the connection that was not 100% tight as it should be. Also his shunt felt very outdated, and newer models were on the market.
She told me the doctors were opposed to him getting a new shunt because of all his other ailments. Changing shunts is a major operation.
All I can do in sittings like these is to tell people what I see. Because I'm not a trained physician I always say to them go by your physicians suggestions, but let them know to look into this matter.
Somehow the doctors didn't see the leakage because it was so extremely minimal, yet affecting his vision so drastically along with his headaches.

Most of my sittings last about 45 minutes, this one though I remember lasted about 1 hour 1/2
It was so detailed and so thorough. And here I've only given the bare minimum info which I was given during this sitting. And again, I generally do not remember my sittings, yet this one became so extremely detailed and fascinating, pieces of it stayed with me.

I haven't spoken to Lillians daughter again since this happened, but from what I gather things are ok with her son. I'm not sure what she decided to do, but something needed to happen.

Because I don't know the people I see, I generally don't follow up with them. I am only the medium, I only bring through the information I'm given. It's sort of like listening to the radio and when the show is over, it gets turned off.

I know nothing about medicine at all, but as I see and experience more, I'm slowly beginning to see connections. I sometimes wish I had Carolyn Myss's background, because I know she gets so much more done with that.
My background is different, very art related so I get my visual information extremely vividly. My background, thank god is one of the most detail oriented within the arts and I believe my training enables me to see so much detail.

Fascinated

2007-03-03T01:47:00.000-05:00

One thing that I find myself more and more fascinated with is the human body and medicine. I admit I know nothing about it at all, and I found myself never really being that interested in it. I'm one of these people that never ever get sick, and I don't even have a primary care physician and haven't ever in my whole life.
With my work though, my curiosity was peaked, and I found myself being more and more interested in peoples conditions and how illness affects the body.
As a medium, I 'see' I 'feel' and I 'hear' things. I'm not schizo though, as there was a study at Harvard MedSchool I participated in, that confirmed that I was pretty normal, except that my brain 'lights' up differently when doing certain tasks, or when understanding words, comparing faces. Schizos apparently are VERY different, and I actually met one not too long ago, and I have to agree. Being schizophrenic people in my mind are disillusional almost all the time. No reality there, what so ever.
That too, is fascinating how they were able with MRI's to see the difference in brains, and how normal people are, compared to schizo's and compared to mediums. I'm assuming the study was scientific as we went through rigorous testing before being accepted into it.

As I've felt more people die, than I can even remember, what I know is that dying of lung cancer is the most painful way of dying. Even though people are on painkillers/morphine the pain is excruciating. Possibly that it's a brain thing, but people suffocate very very very slowly.
Feeling someone being decapitated is not a big deal, or feeling someone who passed in 9/11 was not that intense either.
There is definitely a difference when a person dies from an illness and when a person dies from an accident.

So my fascination for medicine has increased drastically. For one, I can see the human body, as if I was doing an MRI. I can go into such details, and along with downloading the physical ailment, I too usually get the history of the person. Such as age, when sth happened, or an illness struck etc. etc. I usually get the personal history if there is a relationship between two conditions. A back injury, that happened in one place of the back, and is affecting another place in the back years later.
The body is all connected, and it all seems to communicate to different parts of the body,whether it be physical pleasure or pain.

I've also been able to do this on animals, and I think the most memorable was one I did for a horse owner. A woman had just purchased a horse (now, that is NOT why she came to see me) but during the sitting I was being shown her horse, and the whole inside and outside of the horse. This horse had tremendous arthritis in the left hip, and the pain was causing the horse to walk off beat. The lady had an aha moment! And confirmed all I said to be true.

I never ever know, what I'll be shown. Doing mediumship is like opening up a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get, and a good medium will open the box, eat all the candies inside and tell you in detail what each candy looked like and what it tasted like and where it was located in the box. The favourite candy will be the one I tend to ponder on for a while.

Mediumship can be quite invigorating.
In my next post I'll speak about people and some memorable moments where I was able to see physical things, yet I was not able to put them into medical terminology. I can only describe in absolute detail what I see.

A moment of Amazement!

2007-02-28T00:55:00.000-05:00

A few years ago, a woman came to see me. She was composed and in good humour initially. During the time that we had, I was able to connect with her mother, who had passed within the past year. I went into the detail of what her mother looked like, how she passed etc. etc. Then her mother continued, and wanted to talk about her daughters daughter.

I have to point out, I do not remember this woman's name, nor had I ever met her before. I knew absolutely nothing about her family. It was only that at the end of the visit, she confirmed absolutely everything I said to her.

When I communicate with deceased loved ones, I blend in with their energy, so closely that I see through their eyes, and I experience what they experience while they come and visit us, the living.

I can be so detailed, that I could look at someones sheets, and tell by touching them in my brain, by looking at them, with my spirit, by looking at the tags on them, with my spirit, how much thread count they were, or if they were Egyptian cotton. How I do it, is simple. Blending in with spirit and paying attention to detail.

This afternoon, her mother began talking about her daughter, and constantly was referring to the girls wheelchair. This wheelchair though was not just a normal wheelchair, but one where the girl was half lying down, half sitting.

I generally as I've said before don't remember my sittings, only on very odd occasion, remarkable occasions, where I myself am blown away by the power of spirit.

Then the grandmother continued talking about her granddaughter and spoke of the physical therapy she was receiving and the massages. The girls favorite moment of massage was when the back of her legs were massaged upwards.

Then she spoke about the girls favourite movie, which was 'When Crinch stole Christmas'

She spoke about so many other things, also her current lung condition, and that she was worried about her overall health as it felt like it was deteriorating rapidly.

To make a very long story short, it was an interesting sitting, because I never felt like the young girl 15 was able to speak. I knew she was able to move her eyes very minimally.

The young woman who came to see me, told me at the end of the sitting, that her daughter was born with only a partial brain, and that she was never able to communicate verbally about anything at all.

The mother told me that all the little details, I brought through were spot on, and that she had a feeling that some of the things I mentioned were her daughters favourite things to do, or watch. She just never ever had any confirmation at all, until the day her deceased mother told her everything the spirit of her daughter told her. The day she came to see me.

The grandmother also told us, that she had continuous dialogues with her 15 year old daughter, and she kept her entertained.

This was the first time I ever communicated with a spirit, who then communicated with a 'brain dead' person.

Because of this experience, I then knew that any issues of i.e. people like Terry Schiavo didn't need to be as complicated as they become.

Call in a good medium, call in 10 if need be, and communicate with the spirit of the person, and ask them, what do they want.

I realize that this is so far out of the science of communication. These days people forget that there is more to life than just the vessel we travel in, so so so much more.

Needless to say, the woman who came to see me, was crying so much at the end of the sitting. She felt like a load had been lifted off her, yet she was also very realistic that her daughter was probably in the last weeks here on earth. I never ever predict any ones passing. I'm merely a human being, that is able to see things others can't see. It's against my ethics, and against my belief system to ever predict any ones passing. Although, often times I can see it.

I don't think the young girl lived far beyond her 16th year, but once she passed her mother could rest easy that she'd be with her grandmother, who absolutely adored her.

Spirit is a powerful thing, we must never forget that.

Courage and Bravery

2007-02-26T01:49:00.000-05:00

Today I saw one of my colleagues working, and doing a splendid job as always. He is by far one of my absolutely favourite mediums.
It was brave because yesterday his cousin died in a fire. She was only 21.
My colleague who is only 26, has lost 4 close family members in 15 months, one after the other. It has been a great toll, and I don't understand how he does it. He is brave beyond words, and he has courage to admire.
I'd like to send my prayers out to his cousin, a beautiful 21 year old woman, who lost her life 2 days ago.
It is so painful when the young ones go, and it is so extremely difficult to watch that, and be of no help.

I remember when my little cousin died at the age of four. She was wise beyond her years, with big blue eyes.
It has impacted me for life, and I think of her often. She is missed, even to this day, and it's been over 20 years since she passed.

They die young, those the Gods love the most.
This is a saying we often use in obituaries where I come from. This was the sentence I remember most vividly from my cousins obituary.
When my cousin died, half of the city closed down. Her family was well known and everybody mourned.
Regardless of family, the love is always the same, the loss is always as great.

To lose children is the most painful thing a parent can go through. I cannot even fathom the enormity of it.

I sympathize with all those that have lost children into the hands of god.
Blessed be they all.

Bouncing back from the Dead

2007-02-25T01:06:00.000-05:00

There are times, I admit that I am exhausted by my work. I try to keep in mind that it seems to be so healing for so many people. I find myself sometimes falling into a funk as I spend more time talking to the dead, than the living.
I'm coming out of one of these funks and I'm more content with my work lately than I have been in a while.
Why is it that some people can do this and why some can't.
I used to be an atheist and I was happy as one. Now I've found spirituality, but the extremes from being a complete non-believer to now knowing there is an afterlife is quite drastic.
I worked only a wee bit this past week. I'm pasing myself these days as last summer/fall I completely over did it.
I have to say though, that when I meet people that have never in their life sat with a medium, it becomes pretty interesting. I get the wide eyed look, and if I told them sometimes I can read their minds, they might go running out of the door. I used to do it for fun, people then would ask me, 'ok so what was I just thinking'? I'd tell them and most of the time I'd be spot on. For some people it can be rather freaky. For me it's normal. Now though I've come to a point where I don't do it as much. I don't really want to know what people are thinking.
It sounds a little like the show on NBC Hero's. There is a guy there that reads peoples minds. I can relate to that.

The only thing I'd like to talk about here now, is what does one do, when you know a woman is being beaten at home. Do you come right out and say it, or do you paraphrase it in such a way that it's hopefully understood. I had that happen this week, a woman came to see me, and I could see her daughter being beaten by her spouse. They are seperated, but I had a hard time because this was only er mother, to come out and say it. If it would have been the daughter herself, I would have been more expressive.
One time I saw a family that had broken up, and the father in the family was praying on young boys on the internet. The daughter who came to see me, broke down as it was all still so raw and emotional for her. I don't remember who communicated this information, but I remember vividly what I was shown with the computer screen and the young boys.
Thank god, I've never experienced anything like that myself.

I wish we as the human race could be a little kinder to one another when the going gets really tough. It pays in the end

Is there a god and if not, does it really matter?

2007-02-21T13:11:00.000-05:00

I had an interesting talk with a colleague of mine yesterday. We are both involved in a community where the talk of spirit is an ongoing one, and the continuance of life. We all seem to agree that there is indeed such a thing.

Our conversation then diverted into talking about god, and my colleagues opinion is such that it should not matter whether there is one or not. I think at this stage in my life I have to agree. The essence of our work though is to proof, as best we can that the energy of our spirit does live on.

Through most of my life, I was an atheist, I didn't realize until later in life, that my day dreams were more than just that. I always thought, I had a good imagination. Now I've found out, that my imaginary people, were more than just that.

The idea of God or Allah, or a Jesus, or Mohammad, or Buddha...or of whom ever one chooses to believe in, is generally speaking a comforting one to the person thinking of that. To me it's all irrelevant. It may change at some point, but I do know I will never be a follower of a person who walked on this earth.

I have never been able to understand how people are able to glorify other people, like Jesus or Mohammad. Perhaps one day I'll understand.

I currently believe in humanity, and the energy we all exchange. I believe we are all in this life together, not as individuals each in their own corner, but as a community.

This coming weekend is fortunately a quiet one for me, but I'll be travelling with a fellow medium to see them work. It's nice not to always have to be working, but to see others work.

Little Girl Britney

2007-02-18T16:50:00.000-05:00

So today I did my event, and it went well. I was content, as I had as far as I know about 90% accuracy or more. The nodding of the heads tells me that.
Before I started the event today, I was hearing 'Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs' repeatedly. I sort of ignored it until at the end, as it stayed with me.
So, I call out to the audience, I'm hearing continuous calling out Cuckoo for .... and I'm seeing that someone in the audience absolutely loves M&M's.
The reply was, well who doesn't!?
I didn't respond to it, as I thought to myself....well, I don't. I never eat those things. I was hearing it as I said repeatedly.
Finally a little girl makes herself known. She was probably about 6 years old, and absolutely adorable. She hears me calling out....Cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs..., Cuckoo etc. And she looks me straight in the face and tells me, that is my favourite breakfast! And I LoVe M&M's! So we made a link there.
It was nice, as it was very much out of the ordinary. Usually people from the audience don't come walking right up to me, but she did. She climbed off her mothers lap, and walked right up to me. Wide eyed, her and I began this intense conversations about all the things she loved etc. etc. That is, one of her grandfathers was telling her, how he was watching her, and how he knew all these things about her.
Her mom was there, and she was able to confirm all I said to the little girl. The little girl was only 2 feet away from me, absolutely mesmerized. I asked her mom later if this was the first time she ever got a message from the 'higher side'? And her mom said yes.
At the end of it all, I asked the little girl her name, and she told me Britney! I responded to her, well Beautiful Britney, just don't ever cut your hair.
The whole crowd started cracking up, and she didn't understand any of that, not knowing that Britney Spears shaved off her hair two days ago.
This Britney, reached into her pocket and pulled out a green stone. I too reached into my pocket and pulled out a white and pink stone. (I never ever carry anything in my pockets, except for today for some odd reason) She held up her stone and said: See my stone! See my stone! I handed her the stone I was holding, and said and here you have another one. This is a 'wish' stone, and every time you wish for something, just rub it, and your wish will eventually come true.
I was thinking of the movie 'The Secret' when I handed her my wish stone.

This Britney who's grandpa came through, was the most memorable out of the whole day. She's a natural musician I told her mom, and she sure is!

Events like these I enjoy doing, I can reach many more people, than when I meet only with a couple of people, in a private setting.

I believe that some mediums are fantastic at the 'one on one' message work and then there are those that are great in larger audiences. I prefer the latter.

I'll be doing another event in a couple of weeks. I have to say for now, thank god it's been slow lately as I was getting tired.

Being a medium is not a glamorous profession at all. There is a lot of travel involved and some mediums tend to spend quite a lot of time on their own.

Black and White

2007-02-18T06:57:00.000-05:00

Life is far from being black and white. I've decided though to mostly keep this blog in b&w. It is perhaps a contrast to life, as is my subject matter to so many people.
Far too many people see life like that, the saddest part is when they think they're seeing things in colour, yet they're not seeing the whole picture.
I know myself there are times I do the same, but I always make an attempt to expand my vision, so that I may enjoy all the colours of the light spectrum.
Today I have an event as a medium, I may write about it here later.

Let There Be Light......

2007-02-17T22:00:00.000-05:00

This is how the beginning of mankind is said to have begun. Although I am not a Torah/Biblical or a Koran scholar, I think it's all the same. It doesn't really 'matter' how it all began, what is important is to realize that we are all energy, and that energy takes on different forms, shapes and textures.

This energy came from somewhere, and in many belief systems it's believed to be God that provided us with that.

What is god, or who is god? Is it important to know this. I believe it is, and I know throughout my life I will pursue to seek an answer to this question, even though it'd just be a glimpse of what 'god' may be.

Also is there such as thing as 'Heaven' or like Barbara Walters said: 'Does Heaven Exist and if it does, Where is it?'

I do believe that there is such a thing, and we humans, in the English language have chosen to give it that word. In other languages the term 'Heaven' has different words for the same thing. I.e. in Arabic it is Jannah, in German it is Himmel, yet meaning the same thing.

Is there such a thing as Hell? In all honesty, I don't believe there is such a thing as hell, as the Catholic religion likes to frighten people with. Rather, people that have done bad things in this lifetime are here to teach lessons to us, and to themselves. Hard to fathom but that is my perception. There is a place for people like that, on the higher side, and often they have endured enormous pain, both here, and they continue experiencing this pain of their doings, here on the earth plane.

We tend to learn the most from extreme experiences, be that joyous, or traumatic experiences. As in Buddhism we must have both, to understand the other.

We as spirits, we as energy also have chosen a path in this lifetime. A sort of a blueprint. We have designed ourselves to have certain experiences so that our 'spirit' may grow.

In this blog, as this will be an anonymous blog, I will share some of my experiences, and I too will share some of the classes I teach.