Boy Against A Wall

I have read in the past that other mediums have put their total faith in their spirit team when going out on the platform.  This is public speaking with no script.  The trust required to do this is immeasurable….

On 2ndJune 2019 I will be going out on the platform for the very first time.  The audience will be told that I am a fledgeling, but this doesn’t ease my nerves.  There will be pressure, the pressure to deliver evidence of spirit survival to grieving people, the pressure to not let my fellow mediums down that have invited me to share the stage with them, the pressure to be good enough to perhaps one day be asked to go back…..

My friend and mediumship mentor, Emma, has kindly set up some practice nights for me and Jess, another friend and medium who will be taking her fledgeling night in May.  Emma has arranged a series of evenings at her house where we can practice platform with strangers.

On the first of these nights, I turned up at Emma’s house realising that I hadn’t given that evening a moments thought all day.  Now that I was here, the nerves began to kick in.  If I am nervous now, what the hell am I going to be like on the 2nd of June?

Before I knew it, the four ladies had arrived and I was the first one up. God, my mind went blank and I struggled to form a link with the first spirit.  I did eventually, but it was clunky.  It was a man, he had a job to do with postal workers, he was very lonely and didn’t have the best end to his life.  One of the ladies raised her hand.  Even though I didn’t feel my evidence was amazing, the message he gave me was good though.  He showed me a glass table, like a small coffee table.  He was indicating that she should do something with that table like it had particular significance.  She understood why and told me after that she had put some fresh flowers on the glass table that day, to remind her of her husband who had died a few years previously.

My second link took ages to make a connection with the group of ladies (who all knew each other).  This lady died of cancer and knew them from work.  They took her, after what felt like forever.  Her message was for her daughter, to let her know she was okay…….

After feeling like I wanted to give up, that I was never going to be at the level I wanted to be at, I suddenly saw a young guy, leaning against a brick wall and kind of smirking at me.  He was so casual, so laid back, his arms were folded and he had one leg up, bent against the wall.

I looked at the row of faces in front of me and stopped at the second lady from the right, she had black rimmed glasses on but I could see behind her eyes were the same as this young lads.

I focussed back on the young man, I could clearly see that he had what looked like acne on his face.

I took a big breath and addressed the group:

“I have a young lad here, I don’t think he made it past twenty.  He is a real character, I can see that just from looking at him.  Can anyone take a young guy?”  I asked.

The lady with the glasses raised her hand.  I smiled inside.

“He looks like you!  Except, his skin, he has acne, sorry to say that!”

She nodded her head yes.

“He is giving me the name Adrian does that mean anything to you?”

She laughed out loud.  “Yes!! This is my dad’s name, except hardly anyone knows.  My dad hated the name Adrian so he changed it to Paul. I can’t believe he told you that!” she said.

I remarked again how much this young man looked like the lady.

“He must be your son?” I asked.  “You are like twins!!” I said excitedly.

“No, he was my brother” she smiled at me and I understood the connection.

This young man was cheeky and so full of life.  They were so alike, their mannerisms…….I told her some more things about him.  I wanted to know how he died but he wouldn’t tell me, because it was too upsetting. This is a first, I thought.

Once I had said goodbye to him, the lady gave me some feedback.

She said that her brother died before his twenty-first birthday.  He had an awful illness from birth, which caused terrible boils to appear all over this face.  It was too sad, to upsetting to go into.  She understood why he wouldn’t want too.

I was so grateful he came in (apparently he does a lot!).

I sighed some relief that night.  That was the type of evidence I wanted….perhaps this is the right path after all.

Until next time,

Tanya

The Intelligence Of Spirit

Every once in a while during my spiritual journey, something big happens that I will never forget.  These experiences are actually quite few and far between however, one of those very moments happened just last week, on 5thNovember, my 38thbirthday.

That night, I had a very vivid dream (to protect the identity of all those involved, I have changed the name below):

I was getting ready to meet someone and had dressed as if I was going for a job interview.  I remember feeling nervous and was in a very large building, like in the City.  I entered the foyer and approached the front desk, where a receptionist was waiting for me. 

“Who am I here to meet?” I asked. “Nathan Davies” she replied and quickly scribbled the name on a post it note and held it up to me, I could clearly see the spelling of the name.  “Nathan Davies” I repeated and turned to see a young man, around twenty or twenty-one who had his brown dog with him.  I remember his eyes and fair wavy hair.

 

When I awoke, I kept repeating the name in my head “Nathan Davies”.  I have connected with spirit via dreams in the past but never have I been given an accurate name before.  I knew it was significant.

I asked my colleague if she knew anyone by that name and she confirmed she didn’t.  I decided that perhaps it may be some message for me so I googled the name but came up with nothing really out of the ordinary.  I then decided to pop the name into a Facebook search.  Instantly I was drawn to a page called “Remembering Nathan Davies”.

When I clicked on the page and saw the photograph of the young man, exactly as I had in my dream, holding the dog on his lap, my mouth hit the floor.  It was him, Nathan.  I had a look at some of the posts on the page and I could work out that he must have died some years ago, however his mother was still badly grieving, she had only posted something on the page two days previously, detailing the agonising pain she was going through and still not being able to come to terms with her son’s loss.  It was then that I realised what I had to do, Nathan had come to me for a reason, he wanted to get a reading to his mum, I felt compelled to connect with him again and provide her with a reading.

I have to stress, I would never ever normally conduct a reading for someone without their permission.  This is ethically unacceptable.  However, the extraordinary circumstances of this event in the way that Nathan connected to me, was telling me this case was different.

I looked on the mum’s facebook profile and could see she lived in Australia so knew that this would not be an easy task but I prayed that my reading would be received with the kind wishes intended, the last thing I wanted was for her or the family to think I was some fake psychic trying to pray on a grieving family.

I took the plunge and sat down to start my reading and recorded it on an App via my mobile phone.

After I had finished, I just wasn’t sure if there was enough evidence there and wondered what the hell I should do.  But I told myself that I had to trust in this so I plucked up the courage and sent a message to Nathan’s mum via Facebook messenger.

After a day, I didn’t hear anything.  I then figured that this lady may be older and not very computer savvy so I decided to try and find a sibling, which I did,  on the remembrance page, a sister.  I messaged her and prayed she would receive it.

A day or so later, the sister messaged me back.  Initially a little bit cautious (completely understandable) she decided to receive the reading and I sent it across to her.  I must admit, I felt sick at this point.  My main worry was that they would think I was a charlatan but all I wanted to do was get Nathan’s love across to this mum.  It turns out that I need not of worried, because Nathan’s sister kindly gave me some feedback, which I will detail below (bringing out the key pieces of evidence):

  • I described Nathans personality in detail, how he was incredibly funny and the joker of the family (adapting his jokes to suit the family or friend member intended), but was also a gentle giant, would say what he felt in few words and sometimes sat back to observe things and take it all in.

Feedback: The description of his personality was correct

 

  • Nathan’s dog was significant and I stressed that when he got him, he wanted him to be his dog only and not a “family dog” as such.

Feedback: Nathan went to a bird breeding auction and ended up getting a dog, before he asked the permission of his parents, he was 16 at the time.

 

  • I could see that someone had moved out of the family home just before Nathan died.

Feedback: Nathan’s sister moved out 2 months before he passed.

 

  • He clearly gave me the name Barry during the reading.

Feedback: Barry was Nathan’s tutor

 

  • He told me that he died by something very rare and that all the elements had to be aligned for that one thing to happen, the chances of which were remote

Feedback: Nathan’s sister confirmed that her brother died of something very rare

 

  • He was showing me a concert, or music venue, or the foyer of such like it held particular significance.

Feedback: This piece of evidence helped Nathan’s sister the most.  The week that he died, they were meant to be going to a concert which would have been on the night he passed.  They had decided earlier on in the week not to go.

 

  • Part way thought the reading I started to cough and struggled to talk, I then was shown a company that is heavily invested where Nathan would have lived, however whatever this company does it is causing pollution and there are health worries around this including coughing.

Feedback: The smoke causing the illness has affected both Nathans parents.

  • Nathan was showing me a book and he was handing it to his sister, he was making reference to the book like it was special and held significance for her only.

Feedback: Nathan paid for some of his sisters university text books.

 

  • Nathan was showing me that he loved to walk in nature, especially lakes.

Feedback: The house that Nathan lived in with his family was 10 metres from the lake. 

 

 

As you can read, I was so blown away by the feedback but mostly by the intelligence and power of spirits that are living another life from this one.  It is clear to me that Nathan wants to help his mother and family, however, he can’t get the message across.  So he is using any medium that will listen, it just so happens that I connect very well in my dream state to spirit, it also happens that I will always follow up a dream and a sign, which I did without fail and it lead me straight to Nathan’s family.

I don’t know if I will ever have anything happen like this again, but I hope that I do as in my opinion, it’s a fantastic way for a spirit to reach out to a loved one and another way for mediums to validate that life continues after we die.

Until next time,

Tanya