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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, 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, 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…