When common sense and medical training told me one thing, but my gut instincts and psychic senses said differently. How it made a difference for one little bird.
For so long we’ve had the question of “proof” of life after death. With many individuals bringing their best answers to the table. Paranormal investigators today have high-tech gadgets and capture EVP’s, infra-red images, photographic and video evidence, and the debunkers still insist – Fake! How long has this been going on? Read on to find out...
She came into my life last summer. Pidge was only with me for a short time, but across those weeks, I learned quite a bit about myself, and the natural world. As well as how to trust my own inner senses to a greater degree. Especially when it comes to animal communication.
A preponderance of data points to the rational conclusion that consciousness does indeed persist post-physical death. Couple this with current investigations in other, definitively “hard science” disciplines such as physics, and a convincing picture emerges.
National Paranormal Day. A day for all of us who love the strange, the unexplained, the unearthly - ghosts, UFO's...sorry UAP's, psychic abilities. Today is OUR day. It's also release day! My next book – Ghosts I've Known: How I Learned to Live With the Dead
Ignoring those spirit guides? Blocking those synchronicities? Why spiritual awakenings suck, but ultimately are the best thing you could hope for.
That angry spirit was back. He was not used to females walking away from his attacks, not in life or death. He was a powerful being, and my “defiance” deserved “eternal punishment delivered by his righteous hand.” I was an affront to his Divine Presence. Um…yeah, if you could tone down the scary dance? It’s getting old.
Halloween! The veil between the worlds thins and we all hope for that contact, a brush with the beyond. Maybe you’ve lost someone special and you’d like just a little touch to show you they’re okay. That’s what happened to me.
Unlike flamboyant TV personalities, I’m not going to chase you down in the street, gasping, “Aunt Tilly says she buried the gold under the old oak tree in the backyard.” I’m not going to jump and shriek in reaction if a ghost brushes against me. I’m not that kind of medium.
Naturally, a medium and psychopomp would be drawn to a haunted house. I still remember the pained look on the real estate agent’s face when he disclosed the former owner had died on the premises. His closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead when I told him, “Ghosts don’t bother me. I grew up with one.” Not sure if it was relief or deepening concern.