Showing posts with label Humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humour. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

....in tears

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!

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

How funny things can be.....

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.