I go to a church where there are mediums and energy healers. On Friday nights they have what they call Greetings, messages from the other side. Last night was an incredible night.
We get there and the energy is awesome, the people there are so open, very beautiful souls. As we set up the circle of chairs, two groups of 3 people come in. They do not know each other and I have never seen them there. And two of them end up sitting next to each other. What is interesting is just before they came in, a guy moved from his seat and this allowed the seating arrangement to happen.
The medium starts talking randomly picking folks, talking about passed grandmothers, messages from uncles and such. Then she comes to a young woman, one of the new people and says “there is a young man behind you, he died suddenly. He is sorry. I took my life, I took my life, he says over and over”. The young woman starts to cry, and the man sitting next to her from the other group of 3 says, “was that Ken *******?” The young woman looks at him in shock! Yes it was, I was his girlfriend and I am the one that found him. The man sitting next to her tells his story…. “I live next door to his parents, and at 4am I was awakened and felt the need to take a walk, I across the street from their house and just kind of looked in, and thought I saw someone moving around. Seemed odd at that time of morning. I came back home and got on the internet and found out about this meeting tonight and felt compelled to go. So here I am.” They spoke for sometime and it was discovered that Ken’s parents blamed this young woman for his death, and would have nothing to do with her. They had false information, and a bit of false pride from the sounds of it all. My opinion is that this neighbor will be the one to tell Ken’s parents that he is okay, and the true story for this grieving young woman. It was quite bizarre that the ended up sitting next to each other, and both seemed to be called there. To top it off, there was another woman with Ken’s neighbor that told her story, to help the grieving woman cope. I swear it was the Holy Spirit in action and a truly up lifting sight.
Then she comes to me and says, “you have a question”. I tell her someone (thing) keeps poking me, not unkind just little taps on my shoulder or back and I actually look around to see who it is. But I am alone and know no one is really there.. but its odd. The medium tells me I have an aunt with a keen sense of humor and she is messing with me. She knows I am not scared and I kind of think its cool. She says she is free to run through the fields and sings the song “tip toe through the tulips”. My aunt had an addiction problem, she smoked and drank so much she was nearly house bound. She passed about 2 months ago. I was there with her the day before she died, messing around telling jokes and such. This morning my mom called, my uncle, the one that lost the aunt in question, passed last night about 3:30. He had a progressive illness, but wasn’t yet near death. He is now with his wife of 50 years, Tip Toeing through the Tulips with her.
And I am sorry to hear about your Uncle, but I have no doubt your aunt was waiting at the door for him.