Today, I was excited to go to a lecture given by a "medium." Actually, he admitted he's an extra large.BA-DUM-BUM. True to form, Olivia woke up in the wee hours with what seemed to be the stomach bug. AARRRGGGHHHH! I missed a rare talk and Q & A by Tim's doc because of this same thing some time ago. That kid has timing. Anyway,
she felt fine ever since that 4 am spewing session and this library was only 2 miles from home. I asked if
she felt well enough for me to go and she said yes. With the phone on vibrate, and sneaking in a text or 2, I went and I am SOOOOO glad. The newspaper printed the wrong time so unfortunately, we had to wait a half hour to start for those who had the right time, but I struck up a conversation with the guy and that made the wait worthwhile. He is very nice. I have had a lot of things happen in my life that were a bit, how shall we say, psychic, weird, unexplained, spooky, crazy....take your pick. But some of them are just too much to consider coincidence. As it turns out, this guy wrote several books about ghosts in Cape May and started the trolley ghost tours of that town. I've gone to Cape May since I was a young kid. I've toured or seen these old estates that he showed on his slides. I've seen his books in stores down in Cape May and bought one today that he signed. For those of you who are not familiar, Cape May is the oldest seashore resort in the USA. Most of the buildings there are from the 1700's. There was a huge fire that wiped out a lot of the ones on the main drag and so a lot of them are from the 1800's too, when that was rebuilt. It is located at the southeastern tip of NJ and a popular family getaway down "the shore." We love it there and go every year. We even re-did our house to look victorian due to our love of that era and Cape May. Turns out this guy is even friends with the woman who owned and painted our favorite place down there and inspired the colors we used on our house. Small world. It was really interesting listening to him today. His name is Craig McManus. He has a website of the same name. It also made me think A LOT about the odd things that have happened to me in my life because they happen just as he described they happen to him. I know I am not a medium for sure, but I have had many weird experiences that lead me to believe I'm just slightly sensitive to things of this sort, or crazy. I have the typical things that a lot of people have, and he mentioned. You think of someone you haven't seen or heard from in a long time and the phone rings seconds later and it's them. Or you bump into them the night after you had a dream about them. I've had many dreams come true the next day or week. I've gotten into a habit of telling Tim things sometimes so that if/when it comes true, well, I don't know, it's kinda like documenting it to myself. Way back, when I was friendly with Tim's sister-in-law, she was pregnant with her third child. After 2 boys, she wanted a girl badly but did not find out ahead of time what she was having. Just before her due date, I had
a very vivid dream that she had a girl(not such a feat, it is a 50/50 shot) but I dreamed the baby had a head full of the brightest hue of auburn hair. I called Lee-Ann the next morning and told her about my dream. She just laughed. She and Tim's brother are blondes and both of their boys were born with blonde hair.She said,"I hope you're right about the girl part but there's no way we'd ever have a kid with auburn hair." Well, darned if that baby was not born a few days later with a mass of the exact, vibrant shade of auburn hair in my dream. There is NOBODY in their families who has auburn, or even red, hair. Meg eventually turned blonde but that was some crazy thing. Then there was the time I stayed at a friend's bed and breakfast in Mass. Our first trip there, we stayed on the 3rd floor. I kept telling Tim there was a ghost or something on that floor. One time, I was alone in the hall and got a strong whiff of perfume. Another day, I could not even bring myself to walk up the stairs to my room alone because I felt this presence was standing right at the top of the stairs looking down at me. I felt someone around me everytime I went up there. It was years later that our friends told us that they had several psychics/mediums stay there over the years and tell them they had a ghost on that floor and our friend's cat refused to go on that level of the inn the whole time they lived there.This guy today said that many times ghosts are on top floors as they tend to stay away from where the living people are all the time. Another crazy thing that happened was when Tim's grandmother died. She was going in for what we thought was going to be an hour long surgery. She was 94 so her age made it dangerous, though it was not supposed to be that risky. Tim and I were very close to her. She was scheduled to have surgery at 5 pm. Tim was getting home from work about 2 and we planned to go to the hospital then and wait with her. That morning, I had a vet appt. with Sophie and my sister was coming with me to help. Sophie hated the vet and was strong as an ox. I was running late and had a 10 am appt. Lori was here and it was past time to leave, but for some reason, I had this overwhelming feeling that I had to call Grandma. I felt like something was not letting me walk out the door until I did. I thought, "oh this is ridiculous, I'm late!" but I could not stop the feeling. So I grabbed the phone and called. I told her Tim and I would be there later to wait with her. The last thing I said to her was, "we love you." I hung up and ran off to the vet. Turns out, 10 or 15 minutes after I called, they took her to surgery. She did not survive it. I was the last person to speak to her alive. Later, when Tim got home, I had not heard anything. There were complications and the surgery took hours. I had this feeling she was about to pass over and we raced to the hospital. We got there just when a doctor came out to say her heart had taken on a bad rhythm and a few minutes later, the surgeon came out to say she was gone.
My heart went into such a tachycardia right then, I thought I would be next. What an awful day that was. Just a few months before Tim was dx'ed with MM, his sis-in-law went to a psychic.The person was right on about a bunch of things, even named a lot of her dead relatives, and then told her, "tell Tim that Lois says hello." Lois is Tim's grandmother. I didn't know this until after his grandmother died but Lois is Timothy's grandmother in the bible too.
When Tim's other grandmother died, she was staying in Oregon with Tim's aunt for 6 months. She stayed 6 months with Tim's mom and dad, and then went to her other daughter for half the year. One day, I felt sick quite suddenly. Then this overwhelming feeling of dread came over me. Then she popped into my mind. Tim came home from work and I told him that I thought something was wrong with Grandma. It turns out, at the time this feeling came over me, including the time difference, she fell ill and they had to rush her to the hospital. She died shortly afterward from the illness that overtook her that day. I spoke to his aunt and she said that was the exact time it happened. Very strange. This guy today said that someone's passing can definitely make you more sensitive to this type of thing. He feels we have our loved ones around us all the time guiding us. I wish I could feel that more but he says that if you open yourself up to it, you can become more aware of it. Not surprisingly, there were mostly women there today. I said, "I'll bet that's common with your talks" and he said definitely and that men can be less open to things like this. I've met more women than men who get these gut feelings and little visions but then again, maybe men do just as much but are not prone to speak of it much. I met this guy once whose wife is pretty psychic and his standard answer to it is, "you're all witches!" Just wish I had the guts to sport that bumper sticker that says, "my other ride is a broom." I saw this great idea for one on facebook the other day. It said, "Honk if you love Jesus, text while driving if you want to meet him." Anyway, any of y'all have any psychic stories? Right now, I think I see a chocolate bar in my future. ;o)
Friday, October 7, 2011
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Yeah, I'm psychic... some of the time. I've had loads of experiences like what you've had... my favorite story tho is getting a phone call from my father who had been in LA with a stroke. The phone rang, and he spoke clearly and said, "I don't have much time to talk. I want you to know that I love you, and H (his wife) and I talked and she has decided she is going to have two limosines for my funeral; one for her and one for you kids. Don't take it personally. She doesn't want to share her grief with you -she's really a very private person. Gotta go; take care kiddo." (He always called me that.
Then I woke up.
And moments later the phone really rang and it was H telling me that my father had just died. We didn't talk much except to make plans for me to be picked up at the airport in two days.
The other kids flew in and sure enough, there were two limos... the others were upset, but I told them about my dream and they just looked shocked.
So, yes, we are all mediums if we tune in to that frequency, I think. Another great post!
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