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.

When you are getting a reading, it is important that you are feeling good about yourself.  You should not have your emotions all over the place.  When I say this, it means, do not be upset, angry, anxious, stressed-out, crying, etc.  Emotions play a huge role when you are getting a reading.  When you are emotional the outcome of your reading may not be what you want to hear.

 

Something that helps when you are about to get a reading, is to eat a banana an hour before your reading.  The potassium in the banana tends to open you up and act as a conduit.  ** Please do not take this recommendation if you are allergic to bananas. ** 

 

If you play ‘trick the psychic’ in your eyes, it may work, but you are the one that does not benefit from this.  I was doing a reading for someone and they asked me about their brother.  They asked about his truck.  I saw that he was going to sell his truck and get another vehicle. This person did not respond to what I had said.  Later on, she had written that she tested me, and that I was right about his truck. 

 

I will not answer something on demand.  For Example:  What does he/she look like?  What color is my car?  What about my love life?  There are certain things that will come to me and if it is the look of a person, look of a car, the color of a house, etc., I will say so. I will ask you to be more specific, if a question is like the above questions or similar.  I.E.: What about my love life? I will most likely ask; Is there someone in your life already that you would like to look at or, are you looking for new love to come in your life. Being specific with any question is beneficial to you. Being 'CLEAR' in your heart, mind and soul is the best way of receiving a reading.

 

I work best when I just say what I see. I will usually answer all your questions with this process.  Being'OPEN' and 'HONEST'will give you the best benevolent outcome for you in your reading.  As the saying goes, "Honesty is the Best policy.” 

actions speak louder than words Pictures, Images and Photos

By: DZigns aka Denise

Inspired by: Denise Young

How many times did he/she tell you that they would call later? Or..that he/she told you that they would see you soon? How often did they tell you that they would try harder, do better, care more? How long did you wait? How long did you hope that it would get better? Relationships evoke so many questions and incite so much worry and all we want are answers and sometimes there are no answers. Most times, the answer is right in front of our eyes but, we choose to not see it because it is not the answer we want.

How often we hope and pray for change with the one we love. They tell us they will call, we wait and nothing happens. They say they care about us, we hope and no call. They say “I will see you tonight." We get ready, a no show. They say all the right things, but nothing happens. Sound familiar? Do you constantly find yourself hoping they will call, hoping you will see them, hoping they will change, when in fact all they do is make promises and say so much with so little action. Each time they do this, you lose a piece of you. Pretty soon there is nothing left of you and nothing left of them. You waited. They moved on. You are sad and depressed. They found someone new.

Is this right? Regardless if it is right or wrong. You must stop and watch their words while listening to their actions. If a man says he loves you but never does anything, that is not love. A man will show you he loves you. He will show you through action just how much he really cares about you. A woman will do the same thing. She will show you with action. Action will always speak louder than words.

Imagine that the person of interest finally comes around after years of emotional letdown. You finally have them back in your life. You waited all this time. Now what? Have things changed? Are you more important to them? You could go through a lifetime of sadness, letting life pass you by, waiting for them to change.

Yes, I realize these words may cause pain. But, what if I am saving you from a lifetime of unhappiness. What if I am giving you your life back?

Do not make excuses or enable the other party not to participate in a healthy relationship. Do not wait by the phone, instead, heal yourself and take back your life that you gave away. Always remember, people change when you change, but that change must come from within. You must be happy with yourself before you can be happy with someone.

And, if you find yourself in a situation where false promises are made, hopes are raised, and tears fall, just ask yourself, ”Why am I doing this to me?” Then make a choice to be happy and take action to make it happen. As you see, it takes action to make things happen. It takes commitment to make a change. Combine both and you will be able to watch someone’s words by listening to their actions.

Often the courage to just speak the truth is hard to muster so promises are made that will never be kept. It's hurtful, deceitful and unmerciful. And let’s face it, just downright cowardly. It would be so much easier if they just said the words that matched their actions. A lot of time and heartache may have been saved.

I always say, "Keep it simple" and "do not give yourself a hard time," when it comes to anything in life. The simpler, the better I believe. If only more of us employed these two tactics when it came to relationships we would save ourselves a whole lot of time and grief. You not only have to listen to what is being said but pay attention to what is being done. Actions are the real truth. In regard to any relationship, "watch their words and listen to their actions." If someone is saying it and they are not doing what they say, you have your answer. Simple, the proof is in the pudding.

This is a blog that Cyndall wrote and I am going to add what my take on this blog of Emotional Rape.

I do believe God, the Universe, (whatever you want to call your higher power) works in mysterious ways. I was at work doing in person readings the day Cyndall emailed me her blog.   I had a client that came in for a reading.  I was looking at her relationship with this man and I was not getting the greatest feelings coming from this man, it was all negative.  All I kept seeing was that he treated her badly and that he had some serious issues when it came to being with a woman, or just being in a relationship.  My client blurted out, he’s emotionally raping me.  I looked at her and said, you know that is a good way to explain it, I have never heard of that before.  When I came home that day from work, there was this email from Cyndall.  I do believe there is a reason for this.

So, below you will see Cyndall’s input in a larger indented Font and my input in a smaller Font.


 
Recently I was talking to a client who had finally broken off her dysfunctional relationship.  She has been out of major contact with her ex for approximately 26 days.  She kept saying how good life looked to her now, how she could see possibilities for herself now that she had not seen before.  Her thinking was different and her emotions were stable.  "How the heck did I let this happen to me?" she asked.  I asked got quiet and heard "She was emotionally raped".
 
WHAT??  In shock I repeated this to her and she got quiet and after a moment said "Not only was I emotionally raped, I also had the Stockholm Syndrome".  Wow.

After we hung up I typed a question into Google.  What is emotional rape?

For the sake of simplicity I am going to use 'he' as the rapist and 'she' as the victim even though this is often a reverse situation.

Unlike a physical rape, emotional rape can take months.  Emotional rape is the using of someone's emotions without their consent because of a hidden agenda.  The 'rapist' usually starts out being charming and very attentive.  He cannot do enough for his intended victim.  He shows so much appreciation and tells her how wonderful, how understanding, how beautiful she is.  The 'victim' feels secure, loved and appreciated in ways she has never been before.


In my client’s case, the man was very attentive.  He would show up at her house, bring her coffee, and do whatever needed to be done around her house.  He would show up at the gym she would workout at.  She saw this as being sweet, how nice of him.
 


Then things start to change.  He becomes less attentive, acting distracted and distant.  The 'victim' makes excuses for this.  "He is going through a lot at work".  He apologizes and she feels her first touch of fear, she could lose this amazing relationship.  He mentions somewhat wistfully that he loves blonde hair; she runs out and gets her hair streaked.  She only wants to please him.  After all he has been wonderful.  This starts so simply, so subtly, so insidiously, that looking back it is hard to see where it started.  Eventually nothing about her makes him happy, long term.  She works too much, she dresses inappropriately, she is too fat, and her boobs are too small.  She starts feeling there has to be something wrong with her.  Just one more thing she can do to make him happy, make him see how good she is for him and to him.  And ever so often he will shamefacedly admit it (that she is wonderful) and she feels justified in her behavior.  She is doing so much for him that her friends have all just disappeared.  She does not have time for them because he may need her and be hurt by her choosing her friends over him, even though he does that himself, choosing his friends over her but discouraging her to go out with her own friends.  "They don't like me".  She knows this to be true, none of her friends approve of him or the way she has changed since meeting him.


After a year, things started changing.  When they were with mutual friends he started subtly saying things to indicate she was stalking him.   She would show up where they all would hang out and he would be there, but would act friendly, not at all like the man who was her lover at her home.  He started to say things to her, that she did not have friends, that her hair did not look good, etc.  (This client is in her 40’s and when I first saw her, I could not believe her age, she looks like she’s in her late 20’s, because she takes care of herself.)  When she first came to me, she thought it was her and I kept telling her, no, it’s not you, it’s him.  She believed what he was telling her and I kept telling her that this is not true.  This man is trying to manipulate you.  She couldn’t believe it, because he had been so nice, sweet and thoughtful to her for the past year.


The Stockholm Syndrome comes into play when a captive cannot escape (or does not want to escape) and is isolated (all her friends are gone) and threatened with death, (death of the relationship) but is shown token acts of kindness by the captor.  Small acts of kindness by the captor are magnified, since finding perspective in this situation is by impossible.  It typically takes about three or four days for the psychological shift to take hold.


He kept telling the mutual friends they would hang around with that it was her, that he wasn’t going out with her and that she was showing up to chase him.  He would tell the friends that he was not interested in her, but at the same time he was coming to her house to see her, calling her and telling her a different story.  At one point, I did tell her to change the times she went to the gym, to change her cell phone number and to try and move and not go to where the mutual friends hung out.  Even her friends believed this man.  She felt so alone, there was no one to talk to.

She did finally leave the situation.  She knew it was not a good relationship and finally broke away from it.  It was difficult because the man he seemed to be when they were alone was the man she loved. She is a stronger woman now than she was before meeting this man.


A strategy of trying to keep your captor happy in order to stay alive (keeping the relationship alive) becomes an obsessive identification with the likes and dislikes of the captor which has the result of warping your own psyche in such a way that you come to sympathize with your captor.  She no longer blames him; she blames herself for not doing that one extra thing to make him happy.  For talking when she should have kept quiet.  For demanding attention when she should have seen he was in a bad mood.  She starts feeling worthless.  She is like a thermometer, always gauging his moods.  She is only worthy when he is happy.  If only she could see what would make him happy today, more sex, wilder sex, Chinese food, new DVD's, a backrub?
 
Often the 'captor' will break up with the 'victim' and after making her suffer for a time, allows her back into his life but she is constantly on probation and can be kicked out on a whim.  This is not a relationship.

If you should find yourself involved in this type of relationship, however mild it may seem.  If having that other person becomes more important to you than anything else, your dignity, your honor, your integrity, your job, your sense of family, your sense of self, you need professional help.  My client got professional help and she is so happy to have herself back.  I am too; I missed her when she was 'away'.

Have you ever seen a ghost or had a vision of someone who has passed? 

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Here are two stories, one is about a vision I had in the middle of the night back in the 1980's.  The other is a dream I had in May of 2006.

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I was sound asleep and woke up with the feeling of someone staring at me.  When I opened my eyes and looked up, there was a man standing beside my bed looking down at me.  I pinched myself hard to make sure I was really awake.  It hurt, it was not a dream.

I then realized with some type of message that was coming from this man that it was my grandfather who had passed in 1969.  There was this automatic feeling, don't be afraid and I wasn't anymore. 

I laid there in bed and just stared up at my grandfather with my eyes wide open.  When I blinked, he was gone.  I looked at the clock and it was around 3:30 am.

The next day I received a telephone call from my mother saying that her mother had died at the same time my grandfather visited me.

When I had told my Aunt Marlene this. She said, "Oh yeah, what was he wearing?" I told her, "Brown tweed pants and a brown tweed vest with a shirt."

She said, "That's funny that you say that.  When we were kids we were so poor.  One day my father came home with a brown and blue tweed vest. My mother screamed at him, we don't have money for that and you are buying clothes. He felt so guilty and never wore them.  It's good to know that he is wearing it now."

I believe that seeing what my grandfather was wearing was confirmation of his visit for my aunt and myself.

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Last May I had a dream of my brother, grandmother and grandfather.  In the dream my grandfather was standing at the front door of the house I grew up in.  He was waving to my grandmother and brother as they drove off to pick up my aunt Marcella. 

When I woke up I found this dream puzzling, because my brother, grandmother and grandfather are all passed.  My aunt Marcella is not.

I telephoned my aunt Marlene to let her know about this dream.  She told me that Marcella had been in and out of the hospital with some health issues and problems with her heart.

I am not sure what the meaning of that dream was.  The only thing that I can come up with is, it was not Marcella's time to go home. 

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The following is an insert from a book I read:  A Still, Small Voice.  A Psychic’s Guide to Awakening Intuition by, Echo Bodine.  When I read this part of the book, I felt that I could relate to it and that it fits the mold of a lot of people I have come across in the course of my life.

 

CONTROLLERS

 

Ø      Years ago, after the breakup of a relationship, my therapist said, “Look what’s happened to you ---- you’ve completely lost yourself.”  I was so far gone emotionally that I had no idea what she was talking about.  She went on to explain that when we’re being true to ourselves, we hear the guidance from our intuition and live our lives accordingly, but when we give our power to another person, we stop listening to our intuition.  We look to the other person to direct and guide us, and after a while we forget who we are.  Unfortunately, a lot of us allow this to happen because of our deep need to be loved and our fear of loneliness.

 

Ø      The man I had been involved with was a very controlling person who never honored the wisdom of intuition.  He would tell me to “get real,” and say that the way I was trying to live was stupid and foolish.  In every situation, he’d tell me what to do, what to wear, where I could and couldn’t go, what he wanted my career to be, what to say to his friends and his family, and how to act.  If I seemed the least bit ungrateful, he would pull his “look at all I’ve done for you” routine, and I would be shamed back into my dependence on him.  We were quite the pair.  He was king controller and I was queen co-dependent.  There was a part of me that resisted constantly, and another part of me that didn’t think I could survive without him.  I felt constantly torn between listening to my inner wisdom and listening to this man I was so addicted to.

 

Ø      Breaking away from this relationship took many years but it was worth every painful step.  As I said earlier, we can’t be true to our inner voice and to the voices of the world at the same time.  That never works when we’re walking the spiritual path.

 

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Ø      When I had read this part of the book.  I thought back to the time I was in a relationship with this guy, which I thought I was so ‘in love’ with.  I did everything for him and he did nothing for me.  This hit home for me many, many years ago.  That was the time in my life that I was not using my abilities.  I have learned so much from that experience that I call it a blessing.

 

Ø      I do recommend that you read this book.  It explains so much in regard to intuition.  It has a great wealth of information.

 

"IF A MAN WANTS YOU"   Note: (File this away and pull it out when you need a reminder!)

If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.
If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.
Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be.
Slower is better.

Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.  If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can't "be friends."  A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.  Don't settle.  If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.  Don't stay because you think "it will get better."  You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.  The only person you can control in a relationship is you.

Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women.  He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, Why would he treat you any differently?

Always have your own set of friends separate from his.  Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.

If something bothers you, SPEAK UP.  Never let a man know everything.  He will use it against you later.

You cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within.

Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job.  Do not make him into a quasi-god.  He is a man, nothing more nothing less.

Never let a man define who you are.  Never borrow someone else's man.  Oh Lord!  If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.  A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.

All men are NOT dogs.

You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two-way street.

You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage...deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.  You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.

Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.
Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and your always readily available to him-he takes it for granted.

Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.  Keep him in your radar but get to know others.

Share this with other ladies..... You'll make someone SMILE, another RETHINK her choices, and another woman PREPARE. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them.

BY THE WAY, THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A MAN!

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.