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Other Side Psychic: Dunkin Doughnuts

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Well his grandmother didn’t like his womanizing ways and his recreational drug use of which he was “on” right at that moment. He was loud and getting louder.

All I wanted was a cup of dark roasted coffee, and a chit chat with my good friend Kari the crazy cat lady, her nickname I call her.  She has a heart of gold for the cats in my neighborhood, as I do too. We rescue, spay and neuter all we can. So we share a common bond besides walking in the white light of God.

Anyway, back to the scene at Dunkin Doughnuts. Remember the tv show from the 70’s or 80’s, ‘Good Times’ with Jimmy ? what’s his last name?? He is or was a comedian. This guy was the spitting image of Jimmy and just about as loud and obnoxious as him too. Yet,  when he decided to include me in his loud banterings, I had to tell him, a total stranger, that his dead grandmother was standing behind him showing me the number 8 plus, she was not happy. She had raised him better than that. He had to get off the drugs. She was shaking her head, and I could tell she was Haitian. Try relaying that to a stranger on drugs at 10:00 at night in a dunkin doughnuts. I did. Here was his confirmation.

He was one of 9 kids and one died leaving 8.  Thank you GrandMother. I also saw a teenager in trouble who was his nephew and his  sassy three year old daughter.

I asked him who Phil was. Phil was the owner of the antique shop he did deliveries for, his boss. His eyes are slowly becoming larger and larger.

Kari told him, My friend is a psychic and a medium. I have read Kari in the past and her reading was 2 hours long. She is definitely a believer.

You would think the policeman who was sitting there eating yes, you got it, a doughnut and having a cup of coffee would scare a person away who was screwed up on drugs.

No, not the case. The real scare came from the psychic sitting there having coffee with a crazy cat lady.

Amazing how fast people will seek an exit….He didn’t even have coffee.

Other Side Psychic, The Empty Arms Mother

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I want to say a big thank you to you for following this blog. It inspires me to tell my stories as a Psychic and Medium and to continue helping not only the people on this plane but the spirits on the other side who have a message for those left behind.

For all the negativity that I have encountered because I have this gift,  I have to say a big thank you  for believing that such gifts do exist. You proved that by following my blog. Thank you!!!!

I promise to bring to you the ncounters I have had, and continue to have every day.

Now on to THE EMPTY ARMS MOTHER

If you read my post about Amy from Louisiana, you will recall she died two years ago, leaving behind three girls who wore a lot of pink and purple. Amy came to me yesterday again, this time showing me a picture of her holding her arms down by her waist and cupping them and rocking them side to side. It was as if she was rocking a baby to sleep. Except her arms were empty. Her face was sad. Amy is working to move up as she had a lot of unfinished business and wanted to send a message to her loved ones back in LA. I carried the message but there was still some doubters in her family, namely a woman who thinks all psychics are evil entities..

I called Dot, (my birth mother), she was married to a man named Paul. Paul was the first cousin of Amy ‘s mother named Donna. Dot and Donna were in constant contact and I asked Dot to find out if Amy was pregnant or did she lose a baby at some point in her life? I told Dot, I see Amy holding her arms down by her waist as though she is rocking a baby to sleep except her arms are empty. A text message came back a few hours later that indeed Amy did lose a child when she was 7 and a half months pregnant as the baby died in the womb. This was during her drug use. She had a still birth, a very unfortunate and very sad experience for any mother to have to endure.

For the family members who doubted,  their daughters soul is alive and well and working on her advancement in the better place, also known as Heaven.

I have come to know that

There is just too much information given to me by Amy, that a stranger such as myself would never have known if they were not psychic and a medium.

 

 

 

 

Other Side Psychic Jim in Therapy at a Coffee Bar

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He was my physical therapist after my rotator cuff surgery. Talkative is a mild way of putting it. I knew I was ADHD but Jim took the cake. But somehow, we became close friends, and even promised to meet for coffee the next time I was in Savannah. I decided to meet him but had to postpone it because of traveling, moving, and everything else.

While in Ft. Pierce, as I was standing next to the dresser, I saw an orb float right by me as though it kissed me and then proceeded on it’s way.  Then it was gone. It is not often an orb is seen. I see them with my naked eye on a regular basis. I have to assume it is part of my gift.

The next day, I received a text message to call Ray and Phylis in Savannah. Just a simple “call me when you have a chance.” message.

Jim had passed away the day before. He was in the gulf war and like the Syrians being exposed to chemical weapons, so was he. His body suffered the complications from his exposure.

I have no doubts that orb was Jim, the orb, and I am quite sure, he carried a message to say, “You should have kept your appointment for coffee but I know a great coffee bar upstairs when you decide to travel home.”

Friends and family, our loved ones are important. Don’t put them off. Don’t do what i did to miss an opportunity to have a cup of coffee with them, even for a minute.

 

Other Side Psychic: Amy from Louisiana

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When her name was mentioned to me, it was as if she was waiting for that word, her name so she could appear. She did. When my birth mother Dot texted me, and then called, I understood that the sickly woman, in her death state, drugged out was in need of help and had a message to give her Mom, Donna, and her three little girls. The other side to the story was her mother wanted to know what happened that night to her daughter two years ago. I proceeded to tell her through Dot.

Her brother Kyle came through and so did her cousin Cody, only in name because they are still alive. Needless to say, I saw the little girls clothes, I saw what killed her, what happened to her body, who was there.

What I have come to realize is when we are so self absorbed in feeding ourselves through mind altering venues and substances, we leave God’s white light behind and enter darkness. If something happens and we don’t make it, we have work to do to rectify our wrongs if that is the prescription that a soul has to take. For her soul, it was.

It doesn’t have to be drugs, it could be an obsession. It could be a job, it could be something that takes you away from walking in the white light, surrounding yourself. It’s when you shove the white light aside for something more important. 

For Amy, even though she is dead, she has work to do to rectify what she did in her 27 years of living.  Her job currently is to oversee youth, as a guiding angel, for youth  who are experimenting with drugs. There is hope, there is always hope.

For the people involved in her death, I am so glad  and Thank my God, I don’t have your soul.

 

 

Other Side Psychic, The Spirit in the Bathroom

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I am cleaning my employers tub because the housekeeper called in sick. This made the 10th time I had to fill up, run the jets in it and drain trying to keep the black gunk from circulating through the jets once again. What happened to good old fashioned claw foot tubs?

Anyway, I get this text from my birth mother asking if I saw anything around her couins’s daughter who had passed.

Oh, you mean the really skinny drugged out chic in her death state standing in my bosses bathroom? That one??

Yes, I see her. She says she is sorry, that she is worried for a young boy, we have not determined who it is yet.

I also saw pink and purple, lots of pink and purple around her kids. Sweaters, shirts, you name it, to include bracelets, all in the color pink and purple. It was overwhelming.  Wasn’t sure at the time but that really made an impression with me. This person had dressed her children in pink and purple is what I saw, or was obsessed with the colors. Weird.

Now I am trying to help find the killers of her. I can say she overdosed on pills, and alcohol, blacked out in her friends car, then was dragged into a trailer where she died, then her body was taken out of this drug dealers place and dumped into a motel, where it was discovered the next day.

I see a person named Jay and a mulato woman involved in her death. I also see a Denise, a black car, and a man with sideburns.

When I got home from work, I decided to pull up some photos and I was told to go to  facebook. It was the same person who visited me at work today. Her children are swathed in purple and pink colors, in every photo. So I have to say my visions are also pretty spot on so far.

Her mother has been in touch and is looking for closure.

When I decided to go onto facebook and see if this was indeed the person, it was. My first vision was of her drug use which led to her death.

The second was of her children’s clothing colors.

The third of her actual death and the parties involved.

Finally, names were brought forward by the deceased to me and maybe now justice can be sought, all in a days work, I hope.

God rest her soul. Let her find peace.

Other Side Psychic, Right House, Right Address, Old Owner

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I kept telling Joe that the former owner has stayed behind in his house. He never really believed me. He is one of those people who needs proof of what I knew, saw. Former Lawyer, he needed proof. They run on proof.

Never mind the cats are spooked. The room the former owner resides in is the back left bedroom which is facing the front yard. It is the bedroom that has handicapped shower. Joe keeps that room shut off from the rest of the house simply because it is stacked full of stuff. I even don’t get a good vibe going in there. I always announce, “Hi, it’s me. Just coming in to get something” and I leave as quickly as I go in.

The former owner was married to a not so nice woman who cheated on him all the time, and when he was diagnosed with a crippling and fatal disease, Lou Gehrigs, MLS, it wasn’t long before he was confined to a wheel chair. All he could do was stare outside of the front bedroom window as his wife rode away with another man. Sad really, that he had to endure this in his ailing health. God bless him. He needed blessings.

Well, finally he passed, then a bunch of illegal residents moved in, trashed it, left a bad imprint of violence and destruction throughout the entire home. Finally the house went into foreclosure.  Joe was the lucky winner. It was in his price range. It has taken a couple of years but he has turned it into a liveable nice home. Still, the bad imprints and spirit remain. Not good.

I kept telling him the former owners name was Micheal. He is healthy but not happy and camped out in his front bedroom.

“Yeah, sure” was/is  the response I get.

Not believing me, finally, the air conditioning post card came in the mail, not once, but twice in the same month, last month to be exact,  addressed to the former owner, whose name was Micheal.

Joe, Let’s cleanse your house and I will pray that Micheal will cross over into the white light.

 

Other Side Psychic, YOU LOOK AS THOUGH YOU HAVE JUST SEEN A GHOST

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How does one go about explaining to 12 other people they have worked with for many years that I have a special gift?

You let someone else do that for you as this was the case.

I left the restaurant to go into the bar to have a smoke. I have since quit many years ago. Settling in for possibly two cigarettes, I noticed two people sitting at the bar, both females.  As I took a puff off my cigarette, I looked over towards the two women who were deep in conversation. Truly engrossed in their discussion, they did not notice me until I had to interrupt them.  It was because above each of their heads I saw two deceased people and their names, like neon signs flashing at me.

I looked away, and then looked back. Nope not gone. They are still there. i was not imagining it.  One of the deceased persons Phylis had a message to give to one of the ladies. She was very persistent.

“Excuse me” I said

“I don’t want to interrupt you but I had to ask you, who Phylis and Frank are?”

They both turned to look at me with horror on their faces. “Excuse me, Do we know you?”

I said, “no, sorry, no, I just wanted to see how Phylis and Frank are doing?”

“How do you know about Phylis and Frank?”

“Well, I um, I just know. Hard to explain, sorry to have  bothered you.  Well, I  will be going now.” I was now uneasy having just seen two dead people above two other people’s head while sitting in a bar smoking cigarettes.

“No seriously, how do you know about Phylis and Frank?” they asked.

“Well, if you must know, I see them and it just is a gift I have. Phylis is happy and says that Frank is in the hospital?”

Their faces were turning white.

I said, “Sorry to have bothered you.” Gosh, MB, thinking to myself, why don’t you keep your big mouth shut.

“Phylis was my mother who died about six months ago and Frank is the father of ——-.,” (the other lady sitting there). Her dad Frank is in the hospital said the brunette.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her Frank had just died, crossed over.and that was why I was seeing him.

Well, okay, so I have to go now. Nice talking to you.  I bolted  out of the door for the restaurant, and slid into my chair and hoped no one in our party would notice my face, the shock and horror expression I wore and the rapid heart beat coming through my chest..

I was coming out of my skin with excitement over what I had just seen and was hoping that no one would notice it either.

Then some of the yacht crew looked at me and commented, “You look like you have just seen a ghost MB. You are white as a sheet.”  If they only knew.

Then as I look up, the two women come out of the bar, and walked over to my table. They look at me and then they look over at Richard. They introduce themselves to him and say a huge thank you to me. Richard asked what happened. They shared with the entire table and Richard what I had seen while sitting in the bar. Then they let it be known that I indeed had a very special and very powerful gift and how much they appreciated me seeing their loved ones.

I was right.

Richard acknowledged my very powerful gift as I just sat there, not sure what to say.

I just didn’t have the heart to tell them Frank had already crossed over. They would find out soon enough. He was a butcher in his life.

Now I had some explaining to do with the crew and guests. Now I had to tell them about my gift.  They kind of figured it out from that point on.

That’s validation.

Other Side Psychic, Roatan Honduras and Amy

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Working on yachts was my occupation, my life for 23 years as a professional chef. At this particular time in my life, I had just lost my identical twin sister September 28 2002 o a pulmonary embolism. It was November 12th and I was despondent, a broken individual, who had contemplated some horrific ideas about taking my own life.  Nothing could bring me back from that point, or so I felt, until I had to come to back to the land of the living. Amy stayed with me after she died. She stayed with me for four months continously by my side, even laying in my same bed and I believe she had a hand in what happened to bring me back from the brink.

The yacht was docked at Fantasy Island in Roatan next to Johnny Carson’s yacht, the Serengeti. It was late and we had just pulled in into harbor. Most of the crew had jumped ship out for a night on the town and Richard and I stayed on board. Around 11 pm, my ex husband starts screaming, holding his head, yelling, “call a doctor, call a doctor.” He is suffering relentless pain. This man had a pain threshold that makes a professional football player with a broken knee cap look like a pansy.

Panicking I frantically search for a cell phone but no signal on mine.  I ran outside looking for the cell phone from the ships agent, thinking it was there and at the same time, crying, I screamed for Amy,  my twin sister pleading with her,  “Amy, “what is wrong with Richard?” She was still there with me, even though she was dead, she was still there. She replied as someone standing next to me would talk to me in a normal calm voice.  “Beth, Richard has just had a brain hemorrage. You need to find the phone and call a doctor. He will be okay, just call for a doctor.” The cigarette I lit was shaking violently. There was the cell phone from the ships agent on the boat deck.

I dialed the agents number. He answered. I said, ” I need a doctor at the yacht immediately as fast he can get here, ambulance anything.”

He asked, ” what is wrong with the Captain.”

I said, “He just had a brain hemorrage.”

Within a few minutes Dr. Noel Brito, a dive doctor  shows up,  running onboard with his bag and injected Richard with codeine to bring his blood pressure down. It was 244 over 188.

It took four days to get a jet in to medivac him out to Miami to Mount Sinai  because of the rainy season but before he left, the neurosurgeon and Dr. Brito confirmed that he did indeed have a sub arrachnoid brain hemorrage with a graphic image from the MRI,. We had to travel by car and as scary as it sounds, and was, by an unpressurized plane to the capital of Honduras.

Then I was asked the question by both doctors with Richard laying there, ” How did you know what happened to Richard? How did you know what to tell Dr. Brito on the phone what was wrong with the Captain.?

I said quite matter of frankly, “Amy told me.”

I believe that my twin sister saw a need to step in, to help me come back from a very dark place by placing me back into the land of the living and to stop grieving as she was there with me, as she has been since.

 

Other Side Psychic, THE GIFT I HAVE, EXPLAINED

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I have been able to see things before they happen since I was about  five years of age. Not alone in my ability, my identical twin sister Amy also had the same powerful gift. I knew of events to come and recorded them. One of my visions book has the cancer of my sister Claire, a break in at my brothers’s, my twins death, my bosses death, and numerous others all of which have come to pass and then my gift started to show it self in other ways. I saw names in bright neon lights above peoples heads to Spirits starting to  show themselves to me. Still able to see future events, and forewarn people my gift has evolved into the very very strong ability as a claircognizant, seer, to see thousands of miles away, into a person’s home, place, with the ability to walk through it, to see what is there, what is haunting it.  It is very hard to describe my gift as not many people have this ability combined with being a psychic and medium. Do I charge for it? If I have to travel to a place, I would charge only that but God gave me my gift to help others not to help myself. I can’t use my gift for my own clarity or pursuit of happiness. That is not allowed.

I could be driving down the road, and see inside a haunted location and know what is inside to spirits alongside the road. I saw where Chaundra Levy was buried to the young girl abducted from Salt Lake City held in the desert. I see who killed Ms levy  and his description and no it is not the person they are holding in jail, to knowing the whereabouts of missing people. I see deceased people’s faces similar to a roladex streaming live, with them talking at the same time as their face flipped into the next one. These are all spirits trying to carry a message to the loved ones left behind. A request.

Some nights I am about to fall asleep and I hear some of the most angelic voices as if I am listening to a heavely choir but it is very faint, then it becomes stronger and stronger. Indeed I am listening to choir but I am no where near a church. I do believe what I am hearing is a Heavenly choir.

If I know of a murder that has taken place or a missing person case has gone cold, why not come forward with the information I have? For the simple reason police are skeptics and assume that if I know the location or what happened, I would be under suspicion. I am a medium, psychic, and that is why and how I know these things.

Usually before someone contacts me, the spirit of the deceased has long since been to visit me and I know before hand the events that have happened or why I am going to a location. Sometimes deceased people come to me for help but finding the people that they need to get a message to is tough. They just don’t come out and say I am John Smith and I lived at 42 Elm Street in Indianapolis IN. They show me signs, symbols.

For the most part, I find that people are open to my gift on a general level or they are shrugging it off. When you announce the specifics in someone’s life, then it becomes unsettling for them.  Just as Bobby Deen couldn’t understand why I knew so much as I did, maybe now he is a believer.

I can sense when a spirit is around, to also include  animals. Animals are also on the other side as well and some even travel with the family that loved them. I have been able to read animals on this side as well as from the other side. Their “voice”  is almost like a child  with a speech impediment.

For the skeptics, I can’t provide you with enough proof to sway your opinion but I can impact you to the point you have doubts of what you did believe before meeting someone like me.

Be sure to read my next post on Amy, my twin who is on the other side and how she helped me with my ex husband’s brain hemorrage. as well as Frank and Phyliss. in the bar.

 

 

The Phone Call in Panama

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Amy had died about a week prior and I had to return to work in Panama. Sick with the horrible flu I caught on the airplane, My ex husband and I arrived in Panama and I was a distraught human being, wanting to die, because I had just lost my other half, my identical twin sister. I was at the jumping off point and was in no shape to go back to work. I never imagined life without her because it would always be her and I together when everyone else was gone.  Just Amy and I against the world. Now she was gone. She left behind two babies, Cristiano and Julia. He was three and Julia was 1 1/2.  Their father ensured that the babies were taken good care of so I didn’t have to worry about them. I couldn’t. All I saw was the blackness of grief.

Because my employer was sick with cancer, we could not go directly to the yacht we worked on so we had to stay in a hotel until my bronchial flu was gone. Our cell phones would not work in the country of Panama so my ex, who happened to be the captain of the yacht called the Ships Agent and we were provided with a private number, his cell phone. Even I didn’t know the number. This phone was used for business and so it sat beside the bed.

That night while Richard and I slept, I dreamed of Amy. She was trying to tell me something but there was too much interference. I did hear the words, “Beth don’t forget about the white bonnet.”  White bonnet???? I didn’t understand..Maybe I heard her wrong. White bonnet to me means that someone is expecting a baby. Should I buy a white bonnet?

I said, “Amy, I dont understand. I can’t hear you.”

She said, “I will call you.”

Then silence,

Then the cell phone rang at 3 am. There was no number on the cell phone. But it rang.

Amy called me.

It was announced by my brother a couple of days later that He and his wife were expecting.  They thought they were having twins, to be born on or near mine and Amy’s birthday, June 13th.

That was the white bonnet Amy spoke of.

They can communicate from the other side. Amy did.