My mediumship teacher stopped by to get a healing session and teach a class. Today’s class dealt with doing a reading through psychometry, which uses the vibrations off an object to connect with the person being read. Sometimes this can be simply a psychic reading, but can connect through to spirit and become mediumship. Today’s session became mediumship, and I got slammed.
My teacher brought another student with her, and we set up to read each other by holding something belonging to that person. The person I was to read gave me a crystal in a necklace to use. I immediately felt the energy form the crystal. That was powerful enough, but then something else happened.
My teacher was asking who wanted to go first, and I said that I did. The reason for this was that I was already seeing an image of a person.
The image initially was unclear, then sharpened. I started to describe the person I saw when a name flashed into my head. As I spoke the name, the person I was reading put her head down into her hand. As my focus was on the images I was getting, I did not realize that she was feeling really bad about what I was saying. I got the feeling that something was not right, but had no idea the depth of things.
I continued describing what I saw. I saw a white rancher-style house on a main street, yet with a reasonable distance between houses (not in a housing development). I saw that the house number started with ‘3’. I was then directed to seeing children playing. This was unclear as I first saw two children, then four. I wasn’t sure if they were four, or if I was seeing a mirror image of the first two. When my teacher asked me to be sure I saw four.
I was shown one of the children sitting mostly alone, playing in a sand box. The child looked up at me and smiled. Then he got up, walked away and got into a car.
I was having trouble following all of this. Keep in mind that although what I put here is clear and in order, I kept feeling like I was tuning in and out. Although I did not describe this tuning issue to the person I was reading, I should have because it turned out to be important.
When asked which child it was I had the feeling it was the youngest, but did not say it. my teacher asked me to give her a number as in which number child it was. I told her ‘four’. She then told the person it was reading that it was the youngest child.
My teacher told me that there was something very serious, and I had gotten a feeling hanging over me, but had not been able to tune into things well enough. The spirit felt that I was not taking it seriously enough. My teacher told me to take a look at the emotions felt by the child I was focusing on. That was when it happened.
I opened myself up to the emotions, and I got slammed. I felt extreme sadness that I finally qualified as grief. It told me that the child was feeling extreme grief. I was going through every calming technique I knew to keep afloat. I was experiencing the grief, yet needed to keep talking and finish the reading.
This is when it started to come together. The spirit had been the husband (or ex-husband) of the person I was reading. They had had four children, the youngest of which does not live around here anymore. (They are all grown.) The father died (and I figured this out) about a year ago. The youngest was feeling horrible with grief, and needed help to cope. The message that finally came across was that Mom needed to call and talk with him. She needed to call tonight.
Wow.
It was not a situation where someone’s life was in jeopardy, but it was someone desperately in need, and spirit felt that I had not taken what it was trying to tell me seriously enough. This is why I got slammed with the grief, so I would understand how important it was. This message had to get across, and get across now.
I learned a lot of things today. The first is to pay more attention to the person I am reading so I can see the emotions they are feeling, and know to treat them with the proper care. The second was to describe everything I was seeing, and not make (effectively) judgment calls in determining what I am truly seeing. Where I thought I was losing focus, was spirit’s way of showing me something, and I should have passed that information on. I also found out that if spirit wants me to feel something, I will, possibly with no blocking. (The last time I remember feeling this type of grief was some six years ago trying to hold a connection between a friend in Chicago, and a spirit trying to reach out to her.)
I love these classes. I learn so much from them. They keep letting me know that I can do things like this. Wow.