We had an awesome mediumship class today that surprised all of us. And it started with something different.
First, Marilyn talked about giving readings where the life experience of the spirit was relevant to the people she was reading for. And these were life changing readings. Next she took us to the meditation.
Normally, Marilyn does a meditation where she takes us to a calming place and lets us interact with guides or some such. I usually don’t remember much as I either fall asleep, or go too deep. Today, she did something different that unleashed a lot of new energies.
I remember it being very hot, even though the room temperature had not changed from what I normally set it at. I started falling asleep, and seeing as I was sitting in a chair, I started to tip to the right. I righted myself, and suddenly I saw this Asian man sitting in a chair across from me. He was flooding me with energy that was coming in waves of what looked like white light. Then I went back deep again and lost the image. At some point I started to sleep again and this time I tipped so far to the right that I almost fell off the chair. It was at that point that I came out of the meditation.
After that, things got interesting.
I had to do a reading for the person on my left. I attuned to the energies and within a moment, I saw an elderly lady. I connected with her and got as much information as I could (trying to do what I learned at the seminar the other weekend). I got images of her childhood, and learned some stuff about her when she was school age. Things stopped coming. So I started talking.
I described the person I was seeing. I told how she looked, and that she was wearing glasses. I felt that she passed in her 80s, and I heard 86. I heard ‘Auntie Martha’. I asked what from and saw a beating heart that sort of just seized. I talked a little about her being born near the turn of the last century, of what it was like with her parents, and how strict they were. I told of this 1950s era convertible I saw, and how this spirit liked it, even though she might not have owned one.
When the person I was reading for did not recognize her, I connected deeper. I could tell how she used to walk a lot when she was younger, but how much trouble she had as she got older. I could feel the arthritis in her hands as she bent to support herself with her cane. My hands shook as hers did as I grabbed an invisible cane and took a couple unsure steps. Now my subject recognized her. This was one if my subject’s charges when she worked at the dementia ward. Her name was Martha.
I started talking about Martha’s moving away from her parents when she got married. She needed to do that to have a life of her own. But as her parents got older, it was hard dealing with them getting more feeble as they got old, especially from a distance. I got hit with a tremendous amount of grief that I had to fight to get under control. I asked what she was trying to tell me with the emotion. She wanted me to know how painful it was, and once I got that, the feeling backed off. But every time she went back to that, it amassed again, and I had to separate from it.
My client owns a house in south Florida that was left to her by her best friend that passed a couple years ago. She has been debating on going down there to fix it up and either live there, or rent it or sell it. She is living with her parents as she goes through more schooling. She has some decisions to make and Martha’s experiences had a great deal to tell her and help her with these decisions.
It was a very life altering reading.
And then things got even more interesting.
It was one of the other student’s turn to read for me. Keep in mind that I am a hard person to read for. As Marilyn says, I don’t know too many of my dead people. My father was one of seven children, my mother, one of three, and all lived somewhere else in the country. I only knew one set of grandparents. So when a medium starts giving me evidence, I usually can’t recognize who it is. But today was stranger still.
The person reading for me told me he saw an Asian man with a Fu Manchu mustache and long hair down his back. This was obviously someone I did not know as it was someone form the distant past. Now, normally this type of thing is not allowed in mediumship classes as the first point of mediumship is to produce evidence to prove that you are indeed connecting with who you say you are. But Marilyn let him go since I probably would not recognize anyone anyway, and there had to be a reason he was here.
This person was a healer of some sorts. He was showing images of him juggling stones without touching them, a high level energy worker. (And keep in mind, my reader did not know exactly what I do.) He told me that this Asian person could tell a person’s problems just by looking at them. He said that I seemed to have a good feel for my energies and am a good healer.
He said that business will pick up in the next three to six months, and there will be a shift to it. It will be geared more to energy work than massage. And at some time, there will be some new energy available, and I will have to develop it as Usui developed Reiki. Ok, sounds interesting.
Then once he passed on the last piece of information, the spirit up and left. Mission done. No need to stick around.
Now, my reader was shocked as he was not sure about any of what he just said. It took a while for him to stop filtering and trust it. And Marilyn and I kept telling him to keep going and to trust what he was getting.
When we were done, I told him what I do, how I sight scan people and tell them where their problems are before looking at the paperwork. How I manipulate energies to help people feel better. He was very amazed. Then I told him about this Asian gentleman that Beth had told me a couple weeks ago at Stansted in Florida. And I told him of how I saw this gentleman in my meditation. My reader was floored.
As I said, it was an awesome class.