What Messages Are Your Loved Ones Sending You

I am grieving from loosing someone I loved.  For me to be writing about loosing someone may not seem like such a shocker to you since I am a psychic medium and I speak with people all the time about connecting with those they have lost but it does come to me as somewhat of a surprise.  Let me tell you why.

 When I deliver messages from your loved ones such as details of the pet duck you had when you were a child, you are receiving confirmation that your loved ones are still around you.  Some of us are sensitive enough in order to relay the message that your grand father is here in spirit and speaking of a duck.  We do not always need mediums though to help us because there are messages for us all the time.  We just need to be sensitive enough to recognize it and not write it off to a coincidence. 

My heart is still heavy from a recent loss of mine.  As I sit and type today my eyes still fill with water, my nose drips and I can barely swallow from the tightness in my throat.  I am grieving the loss of my 55-year-old first cousin who went to sleep one night and did not wake up the next morning.  I am telling myself all the things that I tell you when you make an appointment with me about soul being eternal and the physical body giving out and that our loved ones are still with us.   It hasn’t made the tears and the sadness go away even though I believe he is sending love.

There have been many signs from heaven since Ray passed.   The day he died his sisters and I were going through pictures of all of us growing up.  The pictures were all mixed in together in a large container some pictures were in boxes, some in photo albums.  I was sitting there when I found a piece of schoolwork dated 1966 that Ray had done when he was in elementary school.  He had written, “Today is Thursday. “  (It was Thursday and he had just died that morning.)  “It is a beautiful spring day.” “The sky is blue the flowers are blooming.”  March 31 1966.   He died on Thursday and he was buried on March 31, 2014.  I felt this was a message from heaven that Ray made it to be with God.  It was too much of a coincidence to ignore.

During the funeral the minister mentioned Ray fishing with his Uncle Alton.  Alton was my Dad.  After the funeral was over, I noticed the Funeral Director from the funeral home had a name tag on and as I got closer to get a good look, his name was “Al Moore”.  My Dad was Alton Moore.  I knew my Dad was there to greet Ray as he entered into the after life. 

Ray worked for the water company.  We have lived in this little town for four years and never had our water turned off.  I woke up one morning after the funeral and we had no water.  I immediately though “Ray has been here!”  I called the city of Arnaudville and the woman told me the entire town was without water and at that time no one knew why.  I thought, “Ray your good!”  I shared this with his sister and she made me smile by saying “You’re funny!”  I felt unconditional love from that reply because we all have our own beliefs about what happens when we die yet we love each other anyway.

"Surprise Me!"

On this date I want to talk about all the many ways that Spirit can communicate with us.  I always seem to go to the recordings I do each day in preparing for my readings.  I listen because there have been occurrences of disembodied voices on the tape and some clients have reported back voices that weren’t in the room being recorded when they play their session back.

Yesterday day I had something happen to me that was most unusual.  I was writing my grandson a birthday greeting when I felt compelled to acknowledge his other grand mother on his father’s side who is deceased.  She died a couple of years ago from lung disease at an early age.  I know my grand children loved her and miss her.  So in my note to Logan I reminded him that he has two grand mothers.  One in the non-physical who I'm sure is his biggest cheerleader from the other side and sending him love.  I reminded him that just because the body gives out that we don’t stop existing.  Soul is eternal.  We send our love and I felt that “Grand” his other grand mother would want me to wish him a “Happy Birthday” from her too! 

I just recently had purchased a wind chime with a hummingbird on it.  There is only one bell on it and it is made by hand and quite small.  I placed my new purchase on the inside of the kitchen door so that it would ding when the door moved.  Charlie was leaving the house and I was walking out of the kitchen area.  As he closed the kitchen door behind him that one little bell played the first five notes to “Happy Birthday To You”.  It was as if on a piano one note at a time was touched.  It stopped me in my tracks! Turning around quickly I knew Spirit just acknowledge and was thanking me for the birthday greeting I sent to Logan from the other side from his grand mother Sharon. 

Today I am preparing for a reading and listening back to a tape as I record when I prepare for a reading.  During that reading I ask, “Is there someone here named Louise who wants to send a message?”  This bright light from behind me filled the room to where I had to close my eyes from the brilliance.  It was similar to a fluorescent light coming on flickering into full brightness.  There was no audio response on tape to my question but there was no doubt “Louise” allowed light to fill the room to where I had to close my eyes. 

I am a physical phenomena medium, but I can’t recall anything similar to each of these two separate phenomena.  I see angels all the time with my eyes closed as symbols for people when I am doing readings but I haven’t seen an angel with my eyes wide open knowing I was seeing an angelic being.  This light was what I think it would be like if an angel or God filled the room with a white light.

Never under estimate what our loved ones can do from the other side when we ask and even when we don’t.  I would encourage each of you to ask each day!  As Sonia Choquette suggests, ask your guides and angels and heavenly helpers to “Surprise me!”

Don't Ask Why - Just Go With Your Gut

     Many of you have asked me "Where do I begin to learn to develop my psychic abilities?"  I have answered the same way every time with an answer that includes the author Sonia Choquette with one of her earlier books "Trust Your Vibes".  The following story happened to me last week and is an example of receiving messages from your guides and angels and heavenly helpers.  This is also a good demonstration of why you should listen to what your gut is telling you.  This is called "learning to trust your vibe".

I was home alone all day from the moment I woke up.  I am currently learning to live without sugar and wheat and gluten and most dairy so I have to cook for myself.  My sweet husband usually enjoys the kitchen and cooking breakfast each morning but he wasn't home.  I made myself some scrambled eggs using the stove and a lovely little breakfast infused with a lot of "self love".  I sat alone and enjoyed my food.  I even took a picture of it because it was perfect.

After I fed my body I moved into my room sitting at my altar praying and meditating.  This is how I prepare for readings before my clients arrive.  I had no client coming but it was my personal time to go within listening to whatever God had for me.  When I finished praying I got up and moved over to my computer to do what tasks I normally do.  I heard Spirit say "Blow out the candles."  I looked at the two burning candles and thought "No they are safe."  I continued with the computer. Two more times I heard "Blow out the candles!"  I argued with my inner guidance saying "The candles are fine!"  I couldn't concentrate and just said "OK!" It is really similar to an annoying pet begging for attention or something that just won't leave you alone.  I got up from my desk walked over to my altar placed my hand behind each flame and blew them out.  I was now at peace.

While up and away from my desk I decided I would pour myself another cup of tea.  I opened the door leading to the kitchen when I ran into a  shockingly heavy odor.  My nostrils filling from butane that was filling the room.  The gas vapors were heavy like a wet blanket.  I apparently was not successful completely turning the gas stove burner off.  The flame was not burning to the eye of the stove but the gas was still being released.  I was shaken and had a moment of panic opening the door leading outside and turning on the fan to move some fresh air in.

I walked away feeling foolish and ashamed and said "Oh!" " So Thats why you wanted me to blow out the candles!"  "Thank you God!"

I put you through an exercise before you leave my house when you come for a reading reminding you to ask your Guides for help.  Maybe I should include the instructions to also "Listen!" Word.

"The Love of Joy"

 The readings I enjoy the most are those when there has been a recent death, and clients book to see me because they hope to hear from those who have recently passed.  I will book these appointments but I tell the client that I am not positive we will hear from the person they may want to hear from.

I have a family member who accused me of telling a cousin of mine that I could help connect her to her father.  My sister said that I did this at her Dad’s funeral.  I would never, repeat NEVER; tell anyone that I would be able to do that.  Let me tell you why I wouldn’t.  I don’t know that I can!  It isn’t me that dials them up and with my one of a kind telecommunications system where I have a direct line to the after life, hand the receiver over and say “Your Dad is now on the phone!”  What nonsense that is!  I don’t know if the deceased person you are hoping to connect with wants to or is available to come through.  I don't know that I will get anything at all!  I never promise that I will connect with just whom you want to speak to.  I know it is possible for some, but it comes from soul, their soul.  I just happen to be sensitive to hearing them.  I cannot make the dead talk to me.  

Today I have a situation of where the woman down the streets mother died about a month ago.  She wants to connect with her mom.  About two months ago the woman across the street from me, lost her Mother.  I was visiting at her house recently looking at her Sunrider products to make certain she had what she needed for a healthier recovery from surgery.  I sent this woman a gift while she was in the hospital.  I didn’t know what to send, but I shopped and decided a housecoat would be appropriate.  I found one that I thought would serve her well as she walked up and down the halls of the hospital with her new knee replacement.  When my husband delivered the gift to the hospital, she called and said, “This was perfect!”  “How did you know I didn’t have anything to use as a cover up?”  She went on to tell me that she was using the house slippers her mother had worn when she was living, but needed the robe.  It was the perfect gift! 

Today I was sitting and preparing for a reading for my other neighbor whose Mother died just a couple of weeks ago, when a pair of house slippers popped into my minds eye.  I am clairvoyant, which means I see symbols.  When I close my eyes, behind my eyelids in darkness I will see things.  When I saw the house slippers I thought “OH!  I think Ann’s Mom is here!”  Then I started getting a download of information.  Her main message was “do what you are suppose to do” and "take your medication the way you are suppose to." I then saw the bottle from Sunrider that I ordered for Ann while I was visiting her. This is an herb for enhancing the muscular skeletal system called “joi”.  That was the only item I ordered for Ann as she is already on the program and using Sunrider foods.

 Today I called her and told her that during my meditation for the other neighbor, her Mom popped in to remind her to do what her doctor told her to do.  I said, ”By the way, your Mom is telling me her name, it has a strong “L” and Ann said “Lee her middle name was Lee."  I said "What was her first name?" and she said, “Joy”.  I said, “Ann the only product I ordered for you that I felt you needed to add to your routine yesterday while visiting you was “Joi” pronounced, “Joy”.  She and I both broke into tears and thanked each other for the love, and ended the call. 

The day before I told her I felt her Mom around and she cried during our visit yesterday as she did today on the phone, saying that she had been wanting to pick up the phone and call her Mother.  I could feel her Mother near.  Her Mother let us both know that she is near.  She did this by sending the bottle of “Joi”.

"Buckle Up"

Each morning when I wake up I thank God for all that I have.  I include clean sheets, comfy pillows, air conditioning, and just about whatever crosses my mind I am especially grateful for.  I normally wake up in gratitude every morning feeling joyful.  I am not in pain.  I am not sad. I am glad that life has given me all that I have and all that I am.  This is pretty much every day except there was this one day however a couple of weeks ago.

 I felt angry before my feet touched the floor!  It was an especially difficult night for me not sleeping.  This morning I felt bitter and anxious.  I was not connected to my God source at all.  There was craziness in the air!  It was one of those mornings with surprises in our banking, surprises with the home owners insurance coverage and with the mortgage company.  I knew there was just bad energy coming at me.

Charlie needed to make a trip to the bank.  As he was leaving I wanted to remind him to drive safely saying, "Do not break any rules and drive carefully!" This meant don't speed, don't cross double yellow lines, do not take any risks because you won't get away with much!   Like a teenager with a bad attitude he turned to me and said "I won't!"

He returned home from the bank with things having calmed down quite a bit.  I was feeling more calm and everything seemed fine.  About twenty minutes passed when there was a knock at our door.  It was more like a knock that screamed "...ON THE COUNT OF THREE I'm coming in!"  It scared me so badly I jumped behind a tall book case to take cover.  Charlie went to the door.  I could hear a lower deep voice of another male.  Charlie stepped around the corner and said "Come talk to this man."  I thought it was a salesman or someone delivering phone books. "Tell him about Sunrider" Charlie said.

I was still shaking in my flip-flops walking to the door where my eyes fell upon a giant man.  He was at least 6'4, a policeman with the title of "Chief of Police" written with his name on his shirt.  Fortunately I had my wits about me enough to invite him inside the house. He didn't speak a word.  He seemed possibly like the cat had gotten his tongue.  He was not chatty making things more awkward.  I launched into a speech about how Sunrider is a company out of California where we buy vegan foods made from Chinese herbs that are live food cultures.  I go on and on without him saying a word.  Abruptly I stopped talking. He was just staring straight into my eyes with no facial expression.  I said "You didn't come here to learn about Sunrider."  He said "No."

I didn't know why he was in my home! His uniform said "Leonville Police Department".  He wasn't even from around here.  Then it happened!  I said there is a man here in spirit who is deceased about 5'10"standing in front of you.  He is telling me his name is T- O-....I was in the process of spelling the name when he blurted out "Tom!"  I said "I was going to go with Tony, but ok."  Then I was hit with a shortness of breath as I felt I had the wind knocked out of me.  I said "He can't get a breath and that is how he passed." The policeman said "He died of a lung aneurism."  The policeman was his son Joe and Tom was his Dad.

  The message from the deceased was acknowledging the girl while sending his love.  Joe had one child, a daughter.  His Dad Tom, wanted him to know how proud he was of his son, and came through to wish him a "Happy Father's Day!" Joe said his Dad died 17 years ago.

Holding back tears that were now flowing down Joe's face he said, "Your husband got a ticket for no seatbelt and drove off without it." Joe explained that when taking Charlie's drivers license he could not believe the date of birth. That is when Charlie said the reason he doesn't look 70 and is in perfect health was because of Sunrider foods.  Joe went on to say "I forgot to give Mr. Charlie the ticket and then decided to drive here to give it to him."  I said "OK." "Thank you I guess."  He said "Have a nice day."

  I turned to Charlie and said "I told you there was craziness in the air!"

There Is A Spirit World

There is a spirit world.  If you don’t believe me then you may not know for sure until you get there! When your physical body quits working and no longer continues to live, your soul will exit your body.  It feels like you are fully awake.  You can see your body and know that you are separate from it.  You are no longer in your body, but you are still you.  It is a lot like getting out of your car, stepping back and taking a look at it knowing that was the car you were just driving.  Your soul has an opportunity to go into a white light.  Go there.  That is your entry to heaven.

There are different neighborhoods in heaven.  “In my fathers house there are many mansions, if it were not so I would have told you, I go to prepare a place for you.” John 14:2.    After we enter heaven, we stay connected to those we loved.  The vibration of love allows us to send love to those who are remaining on the earth whose time has not come to exit their body.  During our time in heaven we are given an opportunity to send messages to our loved ones.  You will feel them around you at random times.  You will feel surges of electricity rush through you and give you goose flesh, and the hair on your arms will rise.  There are a number of ways to get messages.  Look for them and ask your loved ones to communicate with you. 

The movie “The Secret” tells us to (1) Ask (2) Believe (3) Receive.  Our guides, angels, and heavenly helpers  are waiting for you to place your order with the universe.  What are you asking for?  Remember to feel what it would feel like to have what you are asking for and vibrate to that feeling, pretending you already have what you are wanting.  Keep believing and you will receive!  

You do not have to receive help fro a psychic medium because you can receive messages on your own.  If you want some help, I will be available for you!

  Have a great summer and place your order with the universe.  Your loved ones are waiting to hear from  you!

"Deceased Sister Gets A Good Laugh After Death"

When you see me for a reading for the first time I read a brief statement to you explaining how I work and what to expect during your time with me.  The reason for this is that there are some things I find important and one of them is this. You need to know that once I speak what I am hearing or seeing I let it go.  I use PVC pipe and how water flows through the pipe but does not absorb or hold on to it as an example just as I do not absorb the information that comes through for you.  So many times people will call me back saying “Remember when” and the truth is I may not remember you and what I said to you.  I remember voices most of the time, but names and what was said to you during your visit just does not stay with me.  The following are a couple examples.

On my phone a specific voice I remembered said “I wanted to call and tell you something I think you will be glad to hear.”  She was very calm.  I said “Okay.”  Continuing she said, “Remember when you told me my sister was talking about her butterfly tattoo and I told you she didn’t have a tattoo?”  I did remember as the woman was pretty clear on that day her sister did not have a tattoo.  She said, “Well I called the Coroner’s office and they couldn’t validate it.”  “I called all around and no one knew of her having a tattoo.”  “I ended up calling a close friend of hers asking if she knew of a butterfly tattoo, and she said, “Yes she had a monarch butterfly tattooed on her left butt cheek.”  The client went on to say, “I just thought you would like to know.”

 I do appreciate people validating things that they cannot identify or relate to after their reading.  I knew that her deceased sister had a butterfly tattoo and I never gave it another thought.  For the client however her reading wasn’t over when she walked out the door. 

Her deceased younger sister had her calling all over the place asking about a butterfly.

 At that moment I felt the side splitting laughter and entertainment the spirit of her sister was displaying.  She was completely entertained knowing she left this earth leaving everybody she knew to talk about her butt. All of the friends and family would learn that she had a tattoo. Beyond the grave she got a great big kick that people were talking about her ass!

That same day a message came through on Facebook from another client.  A male client wrote “So I talked to you about a friend of mine several months ago, about her ex-husband and custody.  You said for her to be careful because she could be having another baby before the end of the year.”  I messaged back “OK”.  He went on to type “Well she is pregnant and due before the end of the year. Not by her ex, but by her fiancé.”

 Immediately my heart went to the personality and identity of the baby.  I seem to have a gift for identifying whether unborn babies are boys or girls, and also the personality traits that I am picking up on from the womb.  I have a pretty accurate record for predicting future dates of birth as well.   I have character references on that if anyone wants to hear those stories!

So while I am in the trenches each day doing readings for people who find me, your loved ones are still sending love and messages to you.  Remember to thank them, and ask your team appointed by God to help you with what you feel you need help with as they too enjoy a good butt joke!