Well, I wouldn’t be much of a psychic-medium if I didn’t believe in ghosts!  In fact, initially I was just like Whoopi Goldberg and didn’t want to have anything to do with them.  As a child I did everything I could to not feel their presence.  Thankfully I never saw them, until I opened up to my gift as an adult.

I’ve had my share of unfriendly ghosts who go bump in the night, showing themselves by knocking 3 times on 2nd story window or literally coming home to a “sixth-sense” moment with all of my kitchen cupboard drawers and cabinets flung open, as if my home had been ransacked. I would have much preferred to find Bruce Willis and his camera crew there!  But let’s not talk about those times!  Besides, they were all before I accepted my gift and I couldn’t stand to be alone, because I could always feel that I really wasn’t alone!  Creepy. No wonder they loved to haunt me, I was an easy mark!

Now, life is much different for me and I attract a much nicer set of ghosts.  I’m sure it’s because I am no longer afraid. I now routinely talk to spirit guides, angels, and the dead.  As far as seeing ghosts, since making peace with this phenomenon, it’s only happened a few dozen times unsolicited.  The most memorable were seeing an angel straddeling my husband in bed (that was quite a sight and an interesting story).

My favorite however, is the time I walked into my son’s room in the middle of the night and saw a strong, muscular man sitting in the lotus position on a pillow hovering over my then-4 year old son’s head.  That one completely stopped me in my tracks. The vision was riveting, filling me with a powerful sense of peace and contentment.  Then I heard in my mind, “We’re just talking!”  I quickly looked at my child and he had the sweetest look on his face, completely reassuring me that what I was seeing was indeed happening.  I quickly left the room so they could continue. 

I relayed the story to my four year old the next morning. Of course, first I had to grill him to see if he remembered anything or not.  He didn’t, but he immediately asked me what the man’s name was and to ask the man to come back so he could talk to him. So I complied. I immediately saw the man again, only this time in my mind – not floating above my son’s head in the room as I did the night before!  He said his name was Simon.  He then gave my son a very pertinent message for his age, which was, “Simon says, listen to your mother.”  My son and I both burst out laughing. 

So you see, there really isn’t anything to be afraid of once you let go of the fear.  To this day, a full 10 years later, we occasionally will hear from Simon, especially if my teenage son needs another, “Simon says" message.

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