Friday, May 9, 2014

I Thought It Was A Day Off

While in a gift shop in Kennebunk, Maine I over heard a woman who was shopping telling the store owner that tomorrow was the one year anniversary of her Dad's death.  She was looking for the perfect gift to place on the shelf beside his cremains.  I too was browsing through this quaint little shop.  I was wanting to be on vacation and have a "free" day from Spirit.  I 'll admit I was not wanting to get involved with the needs of this mans daughter but it was if she said it four times.  I knew this was her Dad asking for help.  So without speaking to her I closed my eyes and asked him to show me what it was that he wanted her to purchase that would be a reminder of him for her.  Immediately I saw a dragonfly.  On the coast in Alabama where I grew up we would call them "mosquito hawks".  I was not real excited about this symbol because it seemed a bit airy fairy to me.  I hate giving things as evidence when it seems so typical such as the name "John" because chances are most people have a "John".

She moved closer to me and began browsing exactly at the display where I was.  I turned to her and said "What is it that reminds you of your Dad?" She seemed stunned.  I said "When you are going about your daily life and all of a sudden something you see reminds you of him, what is it?"  She said "I don't know, birds maybe."  I leaned over closer and whispered "I'm a Spirit Medium and when I heard you talking of your Dad I closed my eyes and asked what was it that would be perfect for you."  "The symbol I saw was a dragonfly."  She responded with excitement!  It was the first time I saw her smile.  She said "My Dad was a grounds keeper on a small island here in Maine."  The dragonfly is perfect!  I said what is your Dad's name?  She said "Al".  I said I'm hearing the name "Kay".  She said "Casey!"  "That's his dog."  "Dad had to put him to sleep before he died."  I said "Well Casey is with your Dad."  She said "Thank you so much!!"  She went on about her shopping and so did I.

Charlie and I were standing at the cash register paying for our purchases when I noticed a basket of pewter tokens with words written on them.  I picked one up that said "Imagine" turned it over and there was a dragonfly on it.  I asked "How much is this?" The cashier said "Three dollars."  "I said charge it to me please."  I walked over to Al's daughter and said "This is a gift to you."  Her eyes filled with tears.  She placed her arms around my neck and hugged me.  Charlie and I walked out of the store to get into our rental car when I heard a voice directly behind me.  It was the woman.  She followed me out of the store and said "I will never forget you!"  "Can I have your card or something?"  I reached into my wallet and handed her my card.  She turned and walked away.

Charlie and I were continuing with our day driving to New Hampshire.  About thirty minutes after leaving the gift shop we were on the toll road of highway 95 when we drove up to the toll booth.  The woman working inside the booth said, "Sir you wouldn't happen to be a veteran would you?"  Charlie said "Yes I am."  She handed him a note and  said "The car in front of you paid the $3.00 toll for the next veteran." We were stunned!  We couldn't speak from the emotion.  As we drove away from the toll booth we sat in silence not speaking almost holding our breath. We both immediately knew that Spirit had just returned our three dollars to us.

 I bet Al was a veteran!


Thursday, May 8, 2014

"Do Not Try This At Home"

One of the prayers that I have learned to repeat often is "What's next God?" "I'm available!"  This prayer comes with one of those "Do Not Try This At Home" disclosures.  If you want to stay busy seeing real evidence of the universal source of God, pray this prayer.  If you don't want to stay busy and have each day be something new and adventurous then you are safe not putting this message out to the universe.

Where do I begin to explain?  If you follow me on Facebook you may have noticed that Charlie and I recently returned from Maine.  While there I was in a class with 50 other Spirit Mediums from all over the US and Canada.  We were working under the instruction of John Holland.  Three days can be physically draining doing this work and at the end of the event I was ready for a nap, but Charlie met a couple and they requested I would do a reading for them.  I immediately had a reading booked and went straight into that.  I sat and read for a couple from New Hampshire.  Spirit showed me the spine and neck and up through the top of the head while reading for the man.  He confirmed he has bone cancer. I saw a green light around him which I know to be healing.  He was encouraged and replied "This is good!"   I don't have a clue why I read for those who come to me, or what it is they need, but God knows and our heavenly helpers know.

The next day was a free day for me to do anything we wanted.  Charlie drove the rental car and explored the area while I was in class so he already had ideas on what he thought I would find interesting.  Our morning started with a trip to Kennebunk, Maine.  When taking a wrong turn finding a different route thinking we were lost we happened upon a cemetery, Hope Cemetery.  We did think we were lost but we were exactly where my team of angels and guides and heavenly helpers expected us to be.  We got out and walked through the grounds.  I would spend an hour of my morning here getting grounded releasing tears of gratitude of all of those who have gone on into spirit ahead of us.  This is a historical area with many Revolutionary War grave markers.  I decided to do a walking meditation and told Charlie.  He went one way and I went another.  As I walked this path there were messages along the way as I prayed and wept in gratitude seeking guidance from above.

I took pictures of headstones along the way that were messages to me.

This first picture posted listed the woman's last dying words.  It reads "I am weary and long to rest.  They are all waiting for me and I want to go."  I took this as a message from the Divine that our loved ones do greet us and Mrs. Walker in 1866 saw them and knew they were waiting for her.



The next photo was simply the family name of "Wise".  I was praying in my walking meditation asking for guidance and was given the word "wise".


There will be more stories coming about this trip, but the main thing I want you to remember from taking time to read this blog is that there are messages along your path.  Make certain you notice them even when you think you are lost.