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I was a wake in bed when I heard a voice ask me to look into a blue flashing light, when I turned to look there was a round blue light flashing, people's face's, some scarey ,some not, but, the one I remember most clearly Is of a young women ,laying in a tree side along a field, she was naked, on her side,she had blood on her, she had long dark hair, and I knew she was dead, Is this someone from the other side tryin to tell me something?At night after I go to bed, after just falling asleep I wake up and see a person standing by my bed. I have spirits come to me alot, Im not scared of them, they also come to my Mother, he is a old spirit with a top hat, he seems harmless, We just don't understand why they picked us to come to?? any answer's would help. Thank you, Jodi
The come to you because you are available... you and your Mom are both natural mediums and from the other side, spirit can see this... It is just that you can see what is present when others are not able to... the veils between dimensions are thinner for you... I suggest that you read the works of Craig Hamilton-Parker and James Von Praagh and others of the famous mediums... you can learn a lot and make some real use of your abilities. Lotsa LLLove, Danielle
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Hi, I am a true believer and have even seen spirits that have guided me to make a change in my life almost twenty years ago. Six years ago we moved to an older beautiful home. Two of my three children have seen spirits in this house. Mostly the spirit of a young girl in a nightgown. But there is also another, I believe it to be an older woman. In this last year I lost my father and my husbands step father. They were both wonderful men. My father not in any way religous, but my husband's step father was (we lost him near last Thanksgiving, and then my Dad in May). I was not very close to the Stepdad, though I loved him and new truely how special he was. We had a good relationship. I had an excellent relationship with my Dad, and miss him every day.
Last year I had the honour of meeting a wonderful phsychic almost accidently. It was a womans weekend and she headed up a meditation class. Well it went further than that for me and I saw the death of both these wonderful men. This was September before thier deaths. I also was the only person in the class who somehow went into a pastlife regresion where I re-experienced my own death in a previous life. It was very emotional, and exausting. This woman told me out of the blue that I have a young girl with me who follows me everywhere. She is the one that my children have seen.
This is where it starts. I have a ceramic angel that sat on the back of one of our washroom toilets. We relized that it had been in a different place very frequently, on the floor, in a chair in the adjoining room, etc. I decided that it didn't want to be in the bathroom. So I put it in our livingroom, overlooking the upper floor of the house. It is a large angel. It has not moved since. And to be honest we can not remember when these ocurances started. Today I was washing that bathroom floor and left the garbage can on the toilet seat when I left, only to return and find it in the sink. I know for a fact I didn't put it there. Another recent thing is a tie for the bread bag. One day I put it in the garbage four times and on the last time I said... Ok Dad, if thats you, do it again. And there it was again.
It seems that these things are happening more and more. I can't help but feel someone is trying to tell me something. And I so need to know what. Is there something I am missing. It seems that there is more than just my Dad as things realy started moving before his passing. It feels as though there are many spirits here now. And I can't seem to feel my Dad. And I would think that my husbands step dad would be more concerned with his own family rather than us. Though my dad was not spiritual at all, I did tell him that which ever of us went first, I would talk to him, or if it was me, I wanted him to talk to me. He laughed and thought it silly.
Why would there be so many spirits here with us in this house. And why do they feel now that they need to be recognised. And what are they trying to say. I have bought several books, but find every situation so unique, as we all are, that I cant seem to interpret these incidents. Any advice or direction you could give me would be so incredibly wonderful. And I thank you so much for taking the time to help. Sincerely, Cindi
My first reaction is that this is all about your accepting your own ability as a medium - look up one of the Spiritualist churches in your area, you will find some help there... and read the works of George Hamilton-Parker and James Von Praagh for some good insights... Dad is certainly around, rattling your cage... and a few others with him... Lotsa LLLove, Danielle
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Psychics such as John Edward / Van Pragh / Colin Fry..etc often state that we can talk to our loved ones who have passed and that they will be able to hear us even without a medium present. My question is...if this is so...can people who we didnt know when they were alive hear us if we speak to them, for instance if someone wanted to speak to Elvis...would he be able to hear them ? Mark
When I was trained at Arthur Findlay College I was told it was only those who we had had contact with or loved were around us and could hear. I was told if enough people got together with wishes and prayers for a person who crossed over but were not related or known that those would be relayed. Sometimes and unknown chooses to connect if enough prayers are sent. But rare. Victoria
It is so nice to find someone who honestly believes there are mysteries in this world that just can't be explained. I have always been a little timid about announcing "my gifts" to anyone. It just isn't a well understand or accepted topic, lol. It all started when I was a little girl. My first ghost experience was in my childhood home. I had contact with a previous owner and the child of another owner. Back then it was a little frightening. I was always taught that this was the work of the devil and all ghost were evil. The little girl died at the age of 5 of Lukemia in the late 1960's. There was nothing major going on and she only played with me. Sometimes things would move a little or lights would dim. Then one time I was up in the attic. I don't know why, but I have always enjoyed solitude. While I was up there, I could hear something like marbles rolling around on the floor. At first I froze. But I lost my fear and walked towards the noise. When I reached the corner of the attic where the noise was coming from I remember calling out softly to her. I don't remember what I said for I was pretty young. There was no image or anything like that. But I got the sensation that the little girl was couched in the corner playing, wanting me to join her. Then the noise just stopped. When I reached teenage years, I never heard from her again. I am guessing she was lonely and wanted a playmate, but I eventually outgrew that role.
The other story came from when I was a teenager. I would be drawn to grave yards. I just loved walking through them and looking at their names and wondering what they could have died from or what their lives were like. One day I was out bike riding and I found myself once more in the graveyard. I just felt a urge to go there. I just walked around the huge Marietta (PA) cemetary feeling myself being pulled to a certain destination. It wasn't long before I saw a huge stone or monument off in the distance. I walked up to it and on the stone it said, Addie Parker. She was one of the owners of the house. I was very dumbfounded, yet excited. Nothing else happened that day, but I felt she wanted me to see her grave. Prior to this I could hear her playing piano from time to time. My parents would tell me it was the neighbors in the adjoining house playing their piano. Then one day I overheard Mom and Mrs. Heistand talking. Mrs. Heistand asked Mom if she ever heard Addie playing the piano. Mom respectfully said she didn't but then told her I often heard the faint sound of a piano playing. My neighbor said that Addie loved to play piano. So over the years I have had other encounters and I am not frightened at all. I have never met an evil spirit or ghost either, lol. All of my encounters were of kind people. It is almost like I somehow tap into their emotions and I get very emotional at times.
Sometimes it is very draining. I once asked someone who dabbled in this field and they told me that these kind of ghost are timid, but if they sense u are a believer and you have compasssion for them, they will reveal themselves to you. Is this true? I do find myself being very caring and compassionate of people in all walks of life, even ghost, lol. I think my youngest daughter has the gift. She told me one morning about a mans face peering in her bedroom window. She has a second floor window and there is no way anyone was up at the window without a ladder. I was nervous at first thinking it was a pervert or something. Then I thought, hmmm, I was about that age when I had my first experience. So I asked her what did he look like. She said I don't know, but he just looked so sad Mommy. His eyes and his mouth were so sad. I asked her if she was afraid and why she didn't come downstairs. She said she was not afraid at all because he was just so sad. I asked her what she did. She said she said in her mind to him that it will be alright and soon after he dissappeared. She is known in school and out for befriending those children who have a hard time making friends for whatever reasons. I think maybe "he" was drawn to her. She never mentioned anything else again and I never ask. If she has the gift, she will discover it on here own in her own time frame.
I have also been drawn to certain areas in a yard. In my childhood home, I would go in my neighbors yard to play with their kids. About 7 times I felt the "urge" to dig and found a variety of clay marbles. I found an Indian artifact in my own backyard and a really old US Mail lock. All of this was not visable above the ground. My most recent findings was an old knife. I was walking up the driveway to get my garbage pails and when I passed this big bush I felt the need to dig once more, lol. I kneeled down and lifted the branches of the bush. I saw a tiny white spot about the size of a pea. I dug and there was this knife with a ivory handle. I want to take it to someone experienced and find out the time frame this kind of knife was made. I like to think they are gifts from another world, lol. I sit them around my house for I am grateful for their gestures of kindness.
Late last summer, my husband and I and 2 of my children decided to go on a ghost tour. We picked the Jennie Wade house ( Gettysburg , PA ). My husband of only a year laughed at me when I would tell him about my experiences with different ghosts. My children tease me about it. So all of them were eager to do this with me. I am a little claustrophobic so I hung at the back when we got into the Jennie Wade house. I was a little dissappointed because this was the last stop of the tour and I saw no ghost yet. We went through the whole downstairs....nothing. Then we all went upstairs. I got a little panicky as I went up there because of the large group of people. I stayed at the top of the stairs with my husband til the crowd dispersed to the downstairs on the opposite side of the house. So my husband and I and another lady and the tour guide remained. We looked at the bedroom on the Jennie Wade side, then through the doorway to the bedroom on the other side. I only walked a few feet when I felt an icy coldness all around me. I said it out loud. My husband said, "Look up dingy, there is the air condition vent." I put my hand to it and it wasn't on. Then the ropes started to swing. The guide said that the children were here. My husband looked at her strange. She told of the children ghost that haunt the upstairs. She said they are not sure who they were because only one child occupied the home that they were aware of. I carefully took my hand within inches of the rope, feeling for strings. I searched to see if it could have been something mechanical. But the rope bases moved about and there were no wires. The guide just laughed and told me that there were no tricks. A few moments later both of my legs felt a numbing cold. I could tell that two little children spirits each were holding onto my leg. The guide said we must head down now. The children remained with me, holding onto my leg. As we got downstairs, the guide apologized to the others and told them what had happened.
My husband, the skeptic, was like a kid who had just met a famous ball player. He must have sort of believed, but experiencing this was exciting for him. We then continued into the basement. My husband and I were the last to sit down. I still felt the kids and I just had a wonderful peace about it all. We sat on a bench near the back wall and my 2 kids sat on a bench near the rope at the front of the seating area. (My 15 & 16 made it clear from the beginning that we were not to know each other on this tour since my "gift" embarrassed them, lol.) When we were all seated and the tour guide began speaking, all the lights went off in the basement for about 30 seconds. The guide said that everyone should remain seated. Her voice was quivering a little, like she was a little nervous. She too, had numerous encounters there and she said some of them spooked her at times. I am aware that this could have been a "trick", but I knew in my heart it wasn't. The lights came back on and she told all of us that this was not a mechanical problem, and not to be frightened. My husband went to put his hand on my knee and then drew it back. He said to me, "Are they still with you?" I smiled at him and said "Yes!". He commented on the chill that surrounded my legs. I told him it was numbing but I felt so honored they took to me like this. When we got outside the guide asked me if I wanted to go back up to the bedroom. She told me she never saw the children ghost take to anyone like they did to me. I eagerly said yes. The other lady asked if she could go along and bring her young daughter too. She was afraid to go on the tour and she sat in the car with her dad. The girl hesitated. I told her it was nothing to be afraid of and how this was a cool thing. There was nothing scary about it. She agreed. By this time the children had left me. When we got back upstair I was dissappointed because no ropes were swinging or anything. Then the guide said how the children love to play with the bedskirt. She said they must "hide" under the bed. She reached over the rope and gently shook the skirt. When she pulled away, the skirt started to move on its own. I went over to do it. Part of it to play with the children and the other so I could once more see if this was a hoax. I believe in ghosts, but I also believe there are people that would falsify stuff just to get the tourist money. But to my relief, there was nothing. Just then, we saw the comforter at the corner of the bed go down like someone was sitting there. Then you could see it rise a little as the spirit must have gotten up. There in its place was the sweet impression of a childs bottom.Soon after that we had to leave. I have been researching about who these children might be. By dumb luck I found out about the orphanage and I searched for its address. There was my answer, the Jennie Wade home was 758 Baltimore street and the orphanage was 785 Baltimore St . I read how the children were abused under the care of a cruel director, Rosa Carmichael. I put two and two together that they somehow must be connected to that orphanage. I was told there were many child spirits that haunt there but I only met the two that night. I feel it was a boy and girl. Possibly siblings, but I don't know for sure.
Like I said, I have had these experiences my whole life off and on, but ever since the Gettysburg incident, I find myself asking a lot of questions and wondering why me? Why do I possess this gift. Can it be passed down genetically? Please help me understand more what is going on in my life. I don't fear it, I just am curious. Thank you in advance for any help. Sincerely, Lisa
Natural mediums come in all shapes and sizes and there is no explanation for why me... Best I can say is accept it, and accept that it has a purpose in your life, to help you and others around you understand that you are more than a body... Read the works of famous mediums like George Hamilton-Parker and James Von Praagh, even Sylvia Browne for some useful insights on your gifts... and practice daily meditation to help you stay clear. Hope that helps some, Lotsa LLLove, Danielle
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