OtherSidePsychic, When We are Near Death

Its called Life on Life’s terms. We all have to go through it and face the final hour. Its not so romantic really as the movies portray it. Some people are riddled with cancer, others, a debilitating disease, still others take their own life, despondent over the ones they were living.

He was talking to his father during his final hours, even seeing angels at his window. His father had passed about twenty years prior of throat cancer and alzheimers.  I witnessed it first hand.

When we are near death, either we are surrounded by angels, people who loved us and passed on before us or we are not. I know I have seen the arch angel Michael twice in my short life. I know that is one angel who will be with me during my finalexperience and into the next life.

I knew when my twin sister was dying as I felt it half way across the world. I became violently ill, and it was a sinking feeling of actually dying, needing to reach her immediately but I couldn’t. All I could think about was Amy. I had to tell her goodbye. I was too sick to get off the floor. It was actually what she was feeling.  I was perfectly healthy a minute before.

If we didn’t care about a person we wouldn’t cry our hearts out when they pass on. If you knew what I knew, you wouldn’t cry but be happy that they have gone onto a world far more better than what they left.

We all know what happens to the people who are not so nice and pure of heart.

I do know the man I saw die, saw angels, was surrounded by them, and was talking to people he loved who had passed on. They came back for him to take him home. In a coma, he said he wanted to go home but how was he going to get there? Piggy Back? Those were his exact words. He laughed, and a few hours later, he passed.

I hope I don’t have to hitchhike a ride, I hope Amy shows up in a nice BMW

 

 

OtherSidePsychic, When They Go Missing

Yes, I can see where they are. Yes, I know who took them and yes, the police think all psychics are a bunch of wackos who make stuff up. Not true.

In this case, it was a missing dog. I happened to be talking to a Hispanic lady about pets in the pet aisle of Whole Foods the other day when she said her precious yorkie went missing over a year ago.

I saw it.

I asked her if she had a Korean or Chinese family close by as a neighbor. She said yes. I asked her if the lady had short brown/black hair and lived with a daughter or the daughter came by to check on her all the time. She said yes.

I then proceeded to tell her where the Korean lady lived. She lived at the end of the street, across from her.

The lady did indeed confirm that the Korean woman lived across the street and it was at the end of the street.

I also saw a metal fence around her yard. She confirmed this as well.

A lot of confirmations wouldn’t you say? She was in shock I saw this. I told her that the young lady who appears to be the daughter is the one who wanted the dog but I did see the dog got out, and ran to the house not knowing where it was. The Korean lady took it and gave it to her daughter.

I am waiting to find out if indeed the dog is still at the house or with the lady’s daughter. I see more with the daughter. My point is, if the poilce had more open minds, more crimes would be solved by very capable people such as me, because I can tell you alot of things about the crimes you see on tv. But for now, no one has asked my opinion.

OtherSidePsychic, If They Died, Then How Come I Just Saw Them?

It is because you did.

The woman with her hair pulled back that made me do a triple take was indeed my twin sister walking on the street. That man with the handle bar mustache I have seen for the last three days, same build, same hair, is indeed my friend who died three years ago.

Make no mistakes, they do come back and make their presence known and some spirits decide to make it really obvious.

“I was at her funeral, but I just saw her” was a remark made to me not too long ago.

It is because they want you to know that they are still around you, still watching over you. It’s really comforting to know this.

When I saw the woman on the street walking in Honduras, I could have sworn, put my hand on the bible kind of swear that it was my Amy. My heart just pounded with excitement, then I realized I had buried her one month prior.  She was my identical twin.  My heart sank and the tearing apart started all over again.

You saw it on Long Island Medium, where a man came back to check on his son, dressed in baseball gear and he thought he saw his dad. He did.

So the next time you do a double take and swear that it is the person in your life you loved that was lost, but your senses tell you that it just can’t be, trust me, it can be and it is.

I have since seen Amy several times and heard her. But it’s been a long time now. I will do another post about Amy while in Roatan.  Well, my dead friend, like family really, Harvey, was really a shock. For the last three days I have seen Harvey. I wonder where his wife Ann is.  We were really close. When I left my husband in Portugal, due to divorce, as the cab was driving away, I saw her sitting on the back deck of the yacht with my ex husband. It was around 2 am. Her white hair glowed in the night. She was there for him. He couldn’t see her because she was already dead but I could. I have that gift. He just didn’t and never believed in it.

Now it is her deceased husband I am seeing around me. Hey, weirder things have happened.

I am just glad he is around. He always did make me feel at ease. His wife on the other hand was kind of prickly and made me feel uncomfortable in my own skin. Just like my ex husband.

Still I loved them dearly.

OtherSidePsychic, The Christmas Father

I was at a party tonight and immediately felt the presence of a man who wore a uniform. I really saw it when I met his widow, the women with the green eyes. They had the look of mine so I know she had a gift. But I saw a hard life she had. It was not easy for her and what I knew to be her past.

The son of this man seemed distant, putting on a smiling face when it was so obvious that he was hurting so bad. His new girlfriend, my friend, is his saving grace. He not only lost his father who was  a NY police officer but his horrible ex took off with their child to Canada along with their dogs, leaving behind one older dog.  So triple whammy hit him hard in a period of only a few months.

Since it was a party, I didn’t want to freak him out by telling him I was a psychic and that his father was there. His father is there because he is worried for his son. He knows what has been happening with him and wants to comfort him. There is also some unresolved issues upon his passing he wants to let his son know about. He is worried for his son but at the same time, wants ask for his forgiveness.

This will have to come in time. I don’t always act and blurt it out especially when I know I am sensing arms length. When the time is right, the teacher will appear and the student will listen.

 

 

OtherSidePsychic, Animal Ghosts

A lot of people have asked if animals have a soul and are still with us even when they die. Yes, they do. They are from God and are made of love. The answer is that they still are with us.

A great way to see if the animal you loved is still with you especially if you have other animals around is to watch them. Watch them when they suddenly perk up for no reason. If they stare at or near the floor or a couple of feet above the floor, then it is probably a loved animal that has passed on.

IF they don’t flip their ears back, it is usually an animal that they do not feel threatened by and probably knew before they passed.

Happiness for the new year is to know that our loved ones really never leave us, That includes our beloved pets.

Merry Christmas World. Know you are loved from the other side.

 

OtherSidePsychic, Funeral Director

Taken from an email I just had with my friend Joe about our mutual friend Mark who had died.

He was standing by the doorway waving his arms to come in. That was so Mark!! Directing people, even at his own funeral.
The body is but a shell, a vessel. Nothing more. We have to deal with what we are given. It was not Mark i was looking at but a shell of what contained a beautiful soul when it was alive and breathed.
At his funeral, Mark in spirit is incredibly happy. He looked very happy!!
He made himself known to several people after his death just to let them know he was still there  and cared but he had to go. His time was short.  His relatives that were there , were there to take him with them, take him home.
I told Joe, see those empty chairs in the back of the room?
Joe said, yes.
I said they are not empty.
Joe said, They look empty.
Trust me Joe, they are not empty.
His grandmother was there, so was his grandfather and not sure but I think his uncle. These were the people I saw sitting in the chairs in the back of the room
To normal eyes, the chairs were empty. To a psychic, me, they had people sitting in them, and they were eating, of all things, at a funeral.  His grandmother, was eating cake.
Wheres the cake??? I was hungry!!   If I weren’t psychic, I would have been called crazy or locked up by now

 

OtherSidePsychic, The Ghost Printer

The funeral is tomorrow.My friend Joe wrote a beautiful testimony to our recently departed good friend, Mark. Well, Mark came to visit last night and I explained to Joe what Mark had given him when asked by Joe. Joe found the object and soon was totally freaked out by me. I am only the messenger, not the dead guy okay?? If you are given a message by a dead person, please listen. It has meaning.

Anyway, Joe asked me to print out the testimony to give to Mark’s daughter that he had written of what Mark meant to him as a friend.  I did and left it on my computer and made the comment out loud to myself, “Wow, Joe should read this at Mark’s funeral. tomorrow” Mind you, I had shut down the computer and the printer was just turned off. As I was about to head out the door to work, my printer started printing again. I stopped, kind of in shock. Um, what do you say to something like that? I was frozen.  Literally, frozen.

You, the person without the strange gift I have,  would think I would not be scared or be in shock when strange things happen, but I do get somewhat unnerved sometimes. I turned around, walked back into the dining room and looked at the sheet laying in the printer que. It was the testimony Joe had written. How could this have happened? I don’t know but it did.  I do know, and it was Mark.

I guess Mark wanted to read it too before it was read at his funeral or perhaps, he wanted a copy as well.

 

OtherSidePsychic, Absalon

Absalon was like a sweet brother to me. I worked with this man from the Philippines for over 15 years on board several yachts. Good looking, tall, built, Absalon’s nature was that of a beautiful person inside and you wanted to be around him. Over time, he acquired a new girlfriend, the chief stewardess, Tanya. One day they decided on their day off to go ahsore, swim in on rafts, as the yacht was anchored off the beach in the Bahamas, Exumas to be exact.

Tanya and I were not always on the best of terms. We both were type A personalities and she was also from Russia and so of course we butted heads. She was a doctor in her country but the USA did not recognize her medical degree so to support her children back home, she went to work on yachts.

Neither one of them knew I was in the galley, (kitchen) and they were sneaking past me when i asked them, do you have your radios with you? As yacht crew, you always carried your radio with you, no matter where you went. It was a premonition on my part but something told me to ask them if they had it. Indeed they responded they did.  I asked again. I had to be sure.

Tanya in a short quip, almost as though she was pissed off that I asked, retorted back to me and I let it go. Then I heard from Absalon, that he did indeed have his radio. I always trusted Absalon. I would trust that man with my life and have before.

A few hours later, a boat is speeding towards the yacht and it is full of men in the back, DEA agents who work in the Bahamas. Word came over the VHF that there was an accident and that they were working on someone heading to our yacht.

My heart sank as the small boat approached. The person they were working on was Absalon, he had died on the beach with Tanya and neither one of them had taken their radios with them.  My premonitions came once again to pass.

You can warn the person, inquire to ensure your message gets across to the person, but when it is their time to leave this earth, you can’t stop God’s will.

Absalon had a heart condition so bad that even if he did have his radio on him, no one could have reached him in time to save him.

I miss him and I love him dearly. Truly a brother I lost that day.

Othersidepsychic, ANNIE

My ex mother in law became very ill with the flu and I was asked to return to Savannah to nurse her back to health. So I did.  I left the yacht and returned home.

I knew about a lady who had worked for her for many years prior who cared for her youngest daughter when she was a toddler, but I had never seen her and I had never known what she looked like.  I knew her name, and that she lived in a small area outside of Isle of Hope called Sandfly.  This lady was poor as most of the help on the island were, with no husband, and children of her own to feed.  Annie worked for my ex mother in law and became part of the family until she was too old to work and eventually passed on. She was very similar to Daisy who worked for my family and became an integral part of our lives and our loved ones.

One night I got up to use the bathroom, and I think if my memory serves me correctly, it was around 1:30 am. It was a small three bedroom house that my mother in law lived in with cedar shakes on the outside.  Incredible thirst came over me and I wandered into the the kitchen, passing by the front door and the curio cabinet that held cherished items.

As I walked by, I saw a female figure standing there up against the wall and I said hello. It had not registered in my sleepy mind that I just passed Annie in the hallway heading into the kitchen. When i reached the kitchen it was a moment of where someone sucks in their breath and my eyes popped open wide, almost out of my skull. Now I was awake.

The next morning, I told my ex mother in law and my husband at the time about Annie and what I saw her wearing, which was a red checked apron. She was tall, around 5″10 and was there at the house that morning, to make her presence known. She wore a head piece and stood there silent as I passed her.  She was probably making sure I didn’t bump into the curio cabinet and break it.

I asked to see a picture of Annie. My mother in law pulled out a photo album and showed me a picture of her and she was dressed in the same outfit as I saw her in the night before.

It was Annie. She probably never left but definitely arrived to early for work that morning. I never saw her after that and I never broke the curio cabinet.

My mother in law was ecstatic to learn that someone she loved dearly was still there,  as we all should be when we lose someone we love.

 

Other Side Psycic Drive By Priest

I was driving down the road back to the yacht I was the charter chef on and traffic had slowed down near the area of the Hamptons where I was. I happened to glance quickly over to my right near Amagansett NY and knew immediately, how dangerous of a spirit I was in immediate contact with. From the road, the church and rectory were off on the right hand side. The very familiar Ice cold chills went through my body, the air in the car became ice cold and this place where the spirit was haunting was at least 100 yards away, but I knew it. I seriously knew this was the one time I had to protect myself more than I usually do. I did.  Serious evil.

I didn’t have to look to see him. He was angry enough with me driving by. That is how powerful my gift is. Just driving by and never entering.  It was he who was haunting the rectory of this church. An angry spirit for sure, and little old me found him simply driving by.

Oooo, I have a secret, I have a secret.  I knew what you did Priest. You are trapped in that rectory because you were a pedophile.

The question I have to ask is why me? Out of all of the psychics who drive by every day, why come after me with such vengeance and hatred with what I felt? The answer is because I walk with God. I am surrounded by his white light. If you ever meet me, my aura is white light. I personally can not even get close to the church ever again. The evil was so demented, determined.

I pulled over a few blocks later into the local pharmacy parking lot and called my friend to say what I just saw and the eery feeling that enveloped me. He looked it up and this particular church is haunted, confirming what I saw, felt. I am now shaking.

To make a long story short, the priest was mad,  because I saw what he did. He even tried to attach himself to me. He was a pedophile and that was why he was still here on this earthly plane, where he will forever remain.