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Other Side Psychic, REBECCA

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I made a promise to my former employer before her death  I would not leave the yacht as he would need me. I also promised her friends. I didn’t, not for a few years, and it was only until her spouse could become stronger.  He did rejoin life, eventually. Life went on as it always does. We seem to think it stops, and wish it would so the world could grieve our heartbreak. Just because they die doesn’t mean they leave us. Rebecca didn’t.

When he couldn’t go on, crying in the master stateroom of how he didn’t want to live life without her, the bathrobe fell off the bathroom door.

He got up and picked it up and put it back on the hook.

Then he started talking to her again and once more, the bathrobe fell off the hook again. Once more he picked it back up and placed it back on the hook.

When he started talking to her again going over his life with her and how he couldn’t possibly go on, the bathrobe fell down. A light bulb went off in his head and it occurred to him that she was telling him to pick himself up like that bathrobe and go back to life.

She was still there after many years. The chair she would always sit in on the aft deck was covered in her signature perfume.  The strangest thing was that it was a terribly windy day and to have perfume linger in an area was not going to happen on a day like that. It couldn’t, but it did. Her perfume was there years after she passed.

They never really leave us. They truly never do…

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, Daddy

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The most loving comforting human being God placed in my life, the man who supported me in everything I did, loved me through all of my horrible faults and disasters and even made house calls to his patients, was my father, Dr. Lawton. When he died of lung cancer, my life was devastated. No child should ever lose their Daddy young and I did. I was grown when he died and needed some sign that he was okay. I knew he was. He was the epitome of God’s love for us. It wasn’t until much later that he appeared to me in a dream. He came out of a brilliant blue background, dressed in his go to work clothes, a suit, bow tie, his salt and pepper hair the same as well as his glasses. He was healthy. The cancer was gone and he was happy and healthy again.

I said, “Daddy, what are you doing here, you are dead?” It was as if this was a waiting room, a brilliant blue waiting room we met in.  We hugged the father daughter hug, I wished it never ended but it did. He still had that musky earthy smell, a mix of Captain black tobacco and pepper with a hint of orange.

He said, “I came back to check on you Beth. Are you okay?”

I replied, Yes, I am okay, Daddy, are you okay?”  It was awkward, and I was almost uncertain as to how I should act.

He said he was.okay. He had a smile that you just knew was a joking smile. He was happy. No more pain.  I told him I loved him and he said he loved me back. It was awkward because I knew he was dead and so did he. How do you hug a ghost?

Then he was gone.

I wish the moment had lasted longer, as I wish his life had because I had a lot of questions and a lot more love to give him.

 

Other Side Psychic: Eric

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the number 5 coincided with a male that was around a person I read by accident. He emailed me and immediately, I saw this. 5. What does it mean?  Eric is many states away, yet communicating with me via email. I am in New Hampshire and he is in Florida.

Still yet, the number 5 kept coming up around a young male I saw around Eric.

Eric lost his friend on October 5th, 1996. Joe was his name. He was 19 when he died.

Joe is still with Eric, not because Eric can’t let go but because Joe wants to be around Eric, to guide him.

Spirits have a job to do, just as we have work to do…

 

 

Spirit in my Apartment

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I walked by my bedroom to find a 30 something year old man sitting on the edge of my bed with his hands on his knees. I saw him. he saw me. poof, he was gone. I guess he was waiting on me to find his loved ones so that he could move on. There is something in my apartment moving around, besides the little black cat I see out of the corner of my eye, which I believe is my cat Medusa who passed years ago.

Until I meet the person who is missing the 30 ish something good looking man, I can’t help him move on. I really don’t like spirits to be in my personal space. It happens though. I have to tell them to leave. I just did.