Psychic I am, Claircognizant I am and Medium I am. A witch or practitioner of  the dark arts I am not. I walk in God’s white light always. There is a lot ignorance as to what I do. Here is one.She cleans houses for a living. A good Christian lady who spends every day off doing church work  and working with the church youth. She does not cuss and is not exactly someone who would believe in my abilities.  So I just came right out with it as we were talking. Specifically to ask what the  first three letters of  Ell meant to her. Was it Ellerbe, eller, even elmo?  Her brother was behind her telling me about the person with this unusual name. But the entire name was not coming across. Kel’s brother  wore dark glasses, drove a black truck, and died of a heart attack several years ago.  It turns out Kelly held the hand of a strange man having a heart attack named Ellerby, who died. She was his florence nightingale for the moment. This was just validation that her brother was there telling me events in Kelly’s life even he was never told about when he was alive. There was no disputing the fact he was there, and that I was carrying a message to Kel that he was alive and well,  just invisible to her.

She was a believer after I told her these things.  I also told her her mother stood pretty far off in the distance, due to the amount of time ago that she had died. The people who were immediately close to Kel was her best friend who had dark straight hair, and bangs and she had died of cancer. She confirmed her friend did indeed die of cancer and the confirmed the description. Also, I said her mother is coming forward holding up a quilted pattern. Did she quilt? I asked Kel.

Kel responded that her mother tried quilting right before her death and never finished it.