Blogs by DZigns

I am here to write what I feel. I hope that what I can share will be of help to many of you.
About Me

A medium is a person that is thought to have the power to communicate with the spirits of the dead or with agents of another world or dimension.  Which is also called a psychic.

I am a medium and have had psychic abilities since I was a child. I am a mother of five gifted children.  I do believe that all of my children possess the gift of psychic abilities in different forms. 

In addition to my five children I have a 3 granddaughters and a grandson. I believe that they are all gifted as well.  I do believe that some of my grandkids are Crystal Childen. You can read more on Crystal Children at: http://www.thecrystalchildren.com/.

When I was very young (under age 10), I would see a man in the ceiling of my bedroom when I went to bed. I had no idea who he was or why I would talk to him. I wondered if he was God, a judge, he seemed and looked like someone of authority. I now think he was my spirit guide, sent from God to direct me, and is present in my life today

As a teen, my abilities sharpened. I had no idea what to call this. It usually just seemed like strange coincidences.  These “coincidences” was my early 'wake-up' call from spirit.

As I look back, I am aware that psychic ability was common in my family. We took our abilities for granted without associating them with being 'psychic'.  It was a normal, daily, occurrence. My sister always knew who was calling and would run to get the telephone if it was for her, if it was for me or another member of the house, she would not bother to answer, she already knew who the call was for.

It was not until my sister started pursuing tarot card readings and using her psychic abilities that I looked into mine years later.  During the time that my sister went into her pursuit, I was actively going to church, learning about God.  I believe that was what was needed during that time in my life.  I also believe that I am reading now because it is to help people.  Looking back, I do see that I have helped people spiritually, emotionally/mentally and physically.

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In 1975, a few months after dating a boy named Mark, my girlfriend asked me, “How are his parents?”  I replied to her, “His mother is very nice and I think his father is a child molester, I think he likes little girls.”  When I had said this to my girlfriend, she just chalked it off as, oh, that’s Denise, and she says these things and paid no mind to it. 

 

In November of 2005, my girlfriend had driven by the house of that boy I dated way back when.  She just so happened to ask me, “By the way, how are Mark’s parents?”  I said to her, “They are divorced and the mother remarried and the father was a child molester.”  She in response said, “You said that, but, I thought you were kidding.  When did this come out?”  It came out around 1990, fifteen years after the fact.

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In 1976 my date took me to a party at the home of Samuel Goldstein. My date knew Samuel and when I was introduced to him, I got a very bad creepy feeling. I tried to tell my date how I felt about him, and said "I see this man being a mass murderer, killing a bunch of people." My date said "Are you crazy?” "Why would you say something like that?" All I could say was "Samuel gives me the creeps and I can see him killing a lot of people?"

Twenty-five years later Samuel Goldstein’s face was plastered on the front page of a local newspaper. The headline read "Mass Murder Killing Spree". I was not shocked but instead wondered why it took so long for him to be caught. He is now on death row.  The death penalty was not in effect, but, because of the brutality of his crimes it has been re-instated.  

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In 1976 I saw a girl I knew from school, hitchhiking.  I picked her up and felt compelled to tell her she should not be thumbing and that she would get in a car with the wrong person.  She said “Oh, I am OK, I do this all the time.”  She insisted she would be fine.  A few weeks later a friend at school told me she was missing, after a week her body was found in a bog.  To this day, I feel Samuel Goldstein had something to do with her disappearance and her murder has never been solved.

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In March of 1977 I was at a restaurant.  The temperature was still frigid.  I ran into Larry, a guy I went to school with.  We were chatting when he mentioned he could not wait until summer.  I asked “Why”?  Larry said “I cannot wait to ride my motorcycle to the beach with my inner tube around my waist”.”  When I heard him say that, I said, “Now, why would you do something like that?  You will get killed doing that.  All I see is the wind pulling you up off the bike and you go flying and smack the ground and get killed instantly.”   He got very upset and started yelling that I was crazy.  He said he did this all the time. 

 

In August I was at the beach with my girlfriend.  She said to me, Larry died this weekend.  “What happened?” I asked.  “He was driving his motorcycle to the beach with an inner tube around his waist and the wind blew him up off the bike and he flew onto the street and it killed him instantly”.  My mouth dropped.

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The next incident, I am not really sure what year it was; it could have been June of 1977 or 1978.  I remember I was at a set of lights in my hometown with my girlfriend.  I was the first one at the lights when a motorcycle with William Martin pulled up right next to me.  I turned to my girlfriend in the passenger seat and said, “He will be dead by the end of the summer.”  Then I just drove away.  Two months later, in August, William Martin had died on his motorcycle.  My girlfriend that was in the car that day said, “You said that he would die.”

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One day my friend Sara and her sister, Gail, came to my house.  Sara asked me to do a reading for Gail.  We sat in my living room and started the reading.  The first thing I got was that I saw Gail in a courtroom and she was crying.  I asked her if she had a court date coming up and she said no.  I told her I felt it could be around her son, she would be there with two men and she would be crying.  The reading was done and we were baffled. 

 

The following Friday, my girlfriend Sara calls to tell me that her sister Gail was in court all morning.  Two police officers one on each side of her son were escorting him into the court room and Gail was crying.  When Sara told me that her son had been arrested for stealing a car, I in turn said, “Well, don’t you remember when you told me that he was breaking into cars last summer and stealing the stereos out of them?”  My girlfriend got mad at me and said, “I never had that conversation with you.  I never told you that.”  I was insistent, I told her that it was clear as day that we had that conversation. 


Two days later, on Sunday my girlfriend calls me again and tells me, “You’re not going to believe this.  My mother was over Gail’s house today and Gail’s husband said to my mother, “I knew he (the son) would do something like this especially when he was breaking into cars last summer and stealing the stereos out of them.”  Sara said to me, when my mother told me this, I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone.  I said to Sara, “See, I told you, you told me that.”

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A woman called and asked me, “What does so and so think of me?”  I heard the song, “You light up my life” by Debbie Boone in my head.  I said to the woman, I’m hearing this song and she cracked up laughing and said, “Oh my God, he sang that song to me at a restaurant!” 

 

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I have done readings using crystal balls and what I see is so interesting.  I remember reading a lady; I saw a box filled with tissue papers and canolis.   When I saw this, it really puzzled me.  A lot of times what doesn’t make sense to me, makes perfect sense to the person I am reading.  So, I said, “I see a box of canolis”.  When I said this the woman said, “Oh my God, I was thinking about canolis on the way here and NOW I have to get some!!”

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I remember the time when a roommate of mine wanted to get this certain doll for her daughter at Christmas.  She was panicking because this doll was popular and was not to be found in any store.  I said to her, I don’t know why, but you are going to find this doll.  She just laughed at me and went out.  When she returned home later that night, she was all excited.  She had been driving down a street and saw a brown paper bag in the middle of the road.  She pulled over to pick up the bag and when she opened it, there was the doll she wanted for her daughter.

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There was this woman who had quit her job.  She asked me where she would get her next job.  I saw that it would be near water, so I said Boston.  She said to me, “I just quit my job in Boston and I am not going back there.  I could not stand the commute.”  She thought, I was nuts.  The next time I saw her she said to me.  Well, you told me I would get a job in Boston near water and I did.  I work in Boston on Water Street.

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I told a client that I saw her looking at pictures with this guy and then I saw them tearing the clothes off of each other.  She called me up laughing and said; One minute we were looking at pictures and the next we were tearing the clothes off of each other.

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There have been a lot of times when I would drive by a home and wonder what the home looks like on the inside or even want to live in the home.  This seems to happen to me quite a bit.  I said to my girlfriend, “I would love to live there.”  Well, I am living in that house now.

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There was this time when my girlfriend’s daughter was at my house and I said to her, watch out for white vans, I feel that they are up to no good.  She looked at me puzzled and said to me, “Okay.”  The next time I saw her, she said to me, “Did you see the news?  They were talking about white vans and how they may have something to do with September 11th and that they could be holding gas cans.”

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This same girl one time asked me to go to Canada with her and her family to do a memorial service for her uncle.  When she asked me to go, I said, “No, you are going to get into trouble.”  She said to me, “What do you mean?”  I had no idea what it was, but, felt that it would not be dangerous, just felt some kind of trouble.  When she got to the border they ended up taking the men from the vehicles and checking them out to find that one of them had some type of warrant and that they had to hold them over night.  It was a mix-up and they were released the next day.

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My daughter had her girlfriend over my house a few years back.  When she was sitting in my dining room, I looked at my daughter’s friend and said, “You are going to have a baby girl and you are going to name her Rose after your grandmother.”  When I said this to her, she immediately said, “No, I’m not.”  After she had left with my daughter, she said to my daughter, “Is your mother a freak?  How did she know that?”  My husband and I were just talking about that, but, now I’m not going to do that.  She did have a girl, but, did not name her Rose.

 

About two weeks ago, my daughter and I were driving.  My daughter said, “I need to give Sue a call.”  I said to her, “Yes, you do, she’s pregnant.”  A few days later, Sue emailed my daughter and said, “Guess what?”  My daughter emailed her saying, “You’re pregnant.”  Of course, Sue wrote back, how did you know that?  My daughter said, “My mother told me.”    

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I had been looking at a photograph of a friend that I had been reading for about six years at the time.  When I was looking at her, I saw her sitting in a wheelchair.  Of course, this was very upsetting to me, how would I tell her this?  I telephoned my girlfriend and said, “I don’t know how to say this, but, I see you in a wheelchair.”  Although my girlfriend was not too happy to hear that from me, she knew that I loved her and cared about her, but at the same time was upset and worried.  I did not know why I saw her like that or what would be the cause of her being in a wheelchair.  A year later, my girlfriend telephoned me to tell me that she broke her leg and that she could only be in a wheelchair to get around.  She was worried that the wheelchair could have been a lifetime situation.  Thank God it wasn’t.

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As time has gone by, there are more and more situations that happen on a daily basis.  Because there are so many people that I have talked to and have said things to, I am now keeping a journal. 

 

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As a psychic I wish I could see only good, happy things for my clients, but that is not so, life is not like that.  Which you have read in the above stories.

Comments
# re: About Me @ Monday, April 02, 2007 10:15 PM
Excellent blog!  I am glad they finally put "blogs" available on your site.  It allows the potential caller to view what you are about and your back ground.  I really liked what you had to say and it made sense.

# re: About Me @ Sunday, April 08, 2007 11:44 AM
Hey D!
I'm glad you're blogging.  Can't wait to see what other great entries you post!

xoxo,
Cristin
# re: About Me @ Tuesday, May 08, 2007 11:28 AM
I love this blog, you aure have told me things that freaked me out and then came to pass.  Luckily prayer changes things!!
Cynthia
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