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pixiemanson- October 23rd, 2006
I need to write this down!
Wow...
I saw a medium today. It was amazing, impressive and so exciting!
A few months ago after reading Allison Dubois' book, I decided I wanted to try. I didn't know what to believe but I thought this would be interesting. I looked online for recommanded mediums in France (first via Allison Dubois' website) but I couldn't find any information. Then I found a website by a guy who sees a lot of mediums and writes about them. One of them was from Boston and the review was amazing. So I emailed her and she said she could see me in October when I'd be in Salem, but then she realised she wouldn't be there, so she gave my email to a friend of her, who she recommanded. Nancy Garber. She emailed me and we set up a reading for today. She called me on Saturday to confirm, and I liked the sound of her voice. I was quite scared because I didn't know what to expect, and I was scared that nothing would happen, or that she wouldn't connect to people I knew, and that I'd pay money for nothing. I had no idea what to expect.
So today Richard and Yvet (my parents' friends, who I'm staying with in Walpole, MA) drove me to a town called Canton, MA, where I was to meet Nancy at 11:30am. I was right on time. Her friend greeted me, it was her house. Then was Nancy. She explained to me how things would be. That first she needed 10 minutes on her own to concentrate. She told me a man (spirit) had come up to her in the car on her way to the house. A young man smoking a lot. I thought of my dad, but by young man I thought she meant a teenager or someone in their 20s. She asked me if I could see who it was, I said no.
She knew nothing about me apart from my name and that I'm from France. She didn't know who I wanted to connect to (family member, friend, etc) and if I even needed to connect to a spirit.
So I went downstairs with her friend (who owns the house). She told me her story, that she met Nancy via a reading she did. And Nancy was borrowing her house for readings sometimes in exchange for a free reading to her. We talked during 15-20 minutes, and I was worried because the lady told me it usually takes no more than 10 minutes for Nancy to connect and get information from spirits.
Finally she called me. It was noon. I sat in front of her (she was about 5ft away from me, nothing between us) and she started. She had taken a lot of notes about the people who had appeared to her. She told me the spirits had some problems communicating with her because they were speaking French, and since she was speaking English (but understood French) they didn't dare speak to her, so they were showing her things, images. She could see two women, one who said she was my "grand mere" (grand mother). She was showing jewelry and rings, saying that people have her china, and people have her little figurines that look like dogs, and also her jewelry, and a necklace and rings are hidden in a box somewhere. So this was amazing to me, because those items (especially all the jewelry and rings disappeared when she died, we never found them, and I was really wondering about them and also the little dog figurines). Nancy said one of the rings had her initials on it, which are the same as mine. She said the lady was called Elisabeth, which is my grand mother's name.
Then she said they were showing her a bathroom that was newly done. The floor, the tiles of the bathroom. Nancy asked me if I knew someone who'd redone their bathroom, in my family or at the people I was staying with. I said no, I couldn't see. Then suddenly I remembered that it was my own bathroom, and that last week the same workers came back to fix something else in the bathroom. Nancy said the spirits often hung out in my flat. She asked if I'd changed my shower curtain recently. And yes I did. The spirits were showing her that.
Then my grandmother was showing her her death. Saying that she was ill but died quickly, and even though she had a lot of unfinished things then, she was happy she died that way rather than suffer from illness and a long agony. That one of her leg was hurt and there was a clog (?) in that leg and that's what caused her heart to stop. (I don't know what happened, I don't remember about her leg, but the rest is true).She had two homes Nancy said (yes, the Paris appartment and Normandy house). My grandmother also showed Nancy that I had kept one of the bedside tables, and there was a picture inside, an old picture I should look for. She also said that my grandmother was very maternal with me. She was watching over me and caring a lot about me.
Nancy told me I had an ability to hear spirits and that they were often trying to connect with me, and probably calling my names in my sleep and when I was waking up, and I should try and work on that.
Then she said she could hear the name Sonia. That someone was saying Sonia, worrying about her, wanting me to talk to her, because she's very sad and hurt by their death: Sonia is the daughter of Claudine, my father's last girlfriend. I told Nancy that my dad had passed, and she said "well that's him then!". She showed me the things she'd written when she was meditating, and she had written "father" but wasnt sure he was my father, if I'd lost him, or someone else's father. She told me he was in his 40s, he looked young, and had his hair still, and he was pointing to his teeth, maybe he'd been fixing them before he died. I didn't know.
So now it was my father's turn. She told me he was showing her his head, that his head had been hurt when he passed. He was shot out of his body, it was an accident, a car accident? I agreed. She told me he'd been driving too fast, and he'd tried to turn left but didn't make it. But it all happened very fast and he didn't really feel it. And that his death was sudden, and confused everyone. And afterwards there were a lot of things to do, lots of paperwork, and it's almost over but not entirely. She said my dad liked to dress up, he really cared for his clothes, and that I had kept some of his tee shirts (all true). He smoked a lot. She said this was the young man she had seen earlier, but he appeared younger because she's older. By young she meant 30s-40s. She said my dad liked it that she had thought he was younger, because he liked to look younger. He didn't want to age, it was important for him to appear young. (all true). He was showing things, things that had disapeared after his death, objects, things from his house. She said he said someone has his leather jacket. He loved to drive fast, and motorcycles. he was adventurous. She said his name was Jean something. (my father's name is Jean Claude). Nancy felt that he was, in a way, happy he died young because at least people will remember him as young, because he never wanted to grow old (all true). And he always wanted to live on the edge, but in the end he almost got himself caught up, and he sort of set a trap for himself. She said he was a carpenter. The she said he was hugging me.
Then, he kept saying Friday. And he was saying that he connected with me on Friday 13th. That he was often trying to connect with me through my dreams, or calling my name, and he knew I could hear him. I know I often dream about him, and those dreams are very vivid and seem real. Nancy said those are not dreams but connections. The freakiest thing is: I just got home and checked my diary, to see what I did on Friday the 13th and where I was and if I had written about anything peculiar. Well: hear that: that's when I had a really vivid dream about my dad (early morning, around 7am): I wrote: "I had a dream about dad. I was walking with Arnaud and someone else when he appeared. I knew he was dead and so did he. Only me could see him. He was holding my hand and talking to me, he was reassuring me, comforting me. I was asking him questions about the people around me, who I could trust or not, what I should do, and if my brother Stephane was ok. Sometimes he wouldn't reply. To me, it was so obvious this was real, not a dream, when I woke up. Who knows?". Wow!
Nancy said my dad was with my grandmother (his mother). She said something important is happening or has happened (a birthday, anniversary, death) in February. And something about the 21st, not sure if this was Feb 21st or the 21st of a month. I didn't know what she was referring to.
She kept telling me to write things down because they might mean something to me later.
My dad then said I had been disapointed in a relationship but I should not worry. That currently there are two people around me (love interests) and that one of them would be good for me, would be the one, she couldn't see if it was Arnaud or the other person.
Then she talked about someone called Edouard. I couldn't figure it out. That my dad was with someone related to them. Then I remembered that my brother's godfather had died just before my dad, and that his son, who's my brother's age, was called Edouard. She said my brother and Edouard should talk to each other because they could understand each other and their losses. When I asked Nancy if my father was mentionning my brother, she said he didn't really want to talk about it (it's weird, and worrying maybe?). But that he's aware of dad's presence. And that he's hanging out with the wrong people. And my stepmother doesn't get it, she's not dealing well with her own feelings anyway. (true).
Then they talked about Richard and Ivet, who have been friends with my dad since they were young. She said they were often flying back and forth, and that they had a son who wasn't living with them anymore, who was young like me. (they do, and they're French so they fly to France a lot).
She said they said I had trouble sleeping.
What was happening all the time is that Nancy was trying to listen to them, and watching them. Sometimes they would tell her things several times so she would get them and make sure she pass it on to me. It was interesting to watch.
She said me and my dad were very close, like friends, that we understood each other, that we are both free spirits and that I'm more reserved than he is, but we think alike. And that when he was young he had done a lot of wild things, with Richard and two other friends. He said I'm a good listener but I should not forget to take care of myself.
She saw my grandfather, I think, who's the one who appeared to her first with my dad. My grandmother talked about an Helen or Eleonore, who could be her friend Eleonore who lives in Paris, who was a close friend of her. She said I should say hi from her.
Nancy also heard from someone who died who I don't know. A man in his 60s, who had lost a lot of weight before passing, and had lung problems, maybe a lung cancer, someone related to a Marie or Maria... I don't know that person, but apparently he's with my dad too. She also heard the name Mel/Milly/Mildread. I didn't know who it was. Also a David and a Pat/Patricia/Patrick.
She also saw my aunt Claude.
Then she saw my family holding an amethist stone, and that that stone would help me heal, be at peace. That it would help with my loss and also with things in my life, all the changes, all the moving. My father gestured himself crying, saying I've been very sad over his death but I shouldn't cry, I shouldn't be sad because he's watching over me and he'll always be there for me. She said he was kissing my forehead and saying "je t'aime". Nancy said she'll take $50 off the fee so I could buy an amethist stone in Salem tomorrow, that it'd be a gift from her and the spirits, that I needed to buy that stone. Then she saw my family open their hands and a dove flying from there. And that when I go to sleep I should picture that dove, and it'd help me sleep better.
Then she went on about how I don't really have faith in god, that she can see I'm some sort of atheist, and so was my dad. They want to give me purpose in life back. My father is apologing for the confusion his death created. He's trying to give me faith in things. She said he was trying to make jokes, and making me laugh.
Nancy was hearing him talk and saying what he was saying to me. She was saying he was getting all philosophical (which he would often do). That they (the spirits) are also being watched over. He said I should be open to all possibilities cause you never know. He said he didn't always behave as he should have, he admits it now, he didn't before. He's seeing things in a new light. He used to be too busy to think, and he's happy to see I think a lot about all those things. He's learning from me because I understand things better than he did. He's giving me credit for knowing a lot more then he did: he's taking a back seat and watching me. But as I'm so young but I've seen so much, it's hard for me to have faith in things. "Belief is important" he said.
There were other things, the session lasted 2 hours (not counting the 20 minutes she spent meditating). She said they were playing a symphony for me, she was confused as to what it meant, asking if I was listening to that sort of music or if I went to a concert. I said no. She said it might just be their way to confort me, say I'll be ok, and if I have trouble sleeping maybe I should listen to quieter music when I go to bed. And that it's their way to show me there's a lot of beauty in life. She was saying they were about to leave.
I asked "and is everything going to be ok?". I think she said something like "there's always good and bad". Then she said "well there is something, they're... well if you don't want it you really should do something soon because it's happening soon... They're handing a baby to you. I can see you with a baby, a beautiful 6 month old baby, you're bathing him, and he's giggling. You'll be a really good mother, this will be very good for you, very fulfilling". I asked if she could see wether it's a boy or a girl, she said she didn't know, but it looked like a girl. But that it shouldn't matter anyway, because it'll make me very very happy and it'll be my way to go on with life, to see the beauty in life.
And that was it. And really I didn't talk much, apart from telling her wether or not what she was telling me was making sense or not. I was very calm during the session, I didn't cry or get upset or scared. It was a great experience, a life changing one.
