Wow! Talk about pushy spirit people.
It was early in the morning, the little rays of the rising sun peeking through the curtains. I could hear my youngest daughter getting ready for her early morning walk, with her puppy.
“Would it be okay if we walk our dogs together?” I called out to her from the kitchen.
“Of course mum. You normally walk Prema in the afternoon though.” She remarked.
I proceeded to run around, shovelling my breakfast in, hopping on one foot to put my shoes on whilst my daughter gets the dogs ready. We set off on our walk on our usual root, winding down past the golf course through the docks and back up to the mini pier. My daughter stopped at the crossroads in the pavement, waiting for me to catch up with our older dog.
“I’m going to walk down to the pier. I’ll see you when you get home.” I told her. Shocked that I’m straying from our usual route, following this strange feeling. I continued my journey down to the pier. I gaze upon water momentarily, breathing in the fresh air, feeling the warmth of the sun graze my skin. Like a sniffer dog hot on the trail, I continue on my journey. At I approach the end of the pier, I notice a beautiful elderly lady struggling to walk with her crutches. I stopped to see if I could be of any assistance or even just offer gentle encouragement. We begin to immerse ourselves in casual conversation, chatting about the weather. Suddenly, I feel her departed husband, sister, and mother draw close to me. I push them to the back of my mind and continue chatting with her.
Suddenly the lady begins to tell me, “I believe in psychics and mediums. Today I had been experiencing a severe case of the blues, so I drove here from Aspley to enjoy the sunshine and fresh air. Just being here and talking to you has significantly brightened my day. Thank you.”
I thought I had imagined the first part of that sentence. I took a second to make sure I wasn’t hearing things.
“Wow! I can’t believe you would say that! I study life after death communication”
I see a smile warm her face.
“Your husband, your sister and your mum are here beside you. They’re showing me, that they have the bay that you lost, here with them.”
Her eyes begin to fill with tears.
“When I was younger, I would go and get readings from psychics. They would just stare at me and say things about my life. I always thought they were just reading my body language.”
We both talked in-depth about the importance of being sceptical and how that can help us weed out the genuine mediums and psychics who provide evidence that our loved ones are with us. From one topic to another, we migrate to talking about past lives and reincarnation.
The lady was so grateful we had bumped into each other. She told me I had eased some of the stress of her dying and answered so many of her questions.
With that, I turned and walked my patient old pup home.
I love working for the spirit world.