Being married to a physical medium is a life experience unlike most spouses’, and an ever-evolving spiritual journey. These are my stories and insights—from the beautiful to the terrifying…
The Cherubim
In the early morning hours of July 30, I was visited by a cherubim in my sleep. In my dream, I was standing at the edge of a massive desert canyon, its depth obscured by darkness as the sheer rock walls descended beyond the range of sight. I was not alone—numerous people were milling about on my side of the chasm, marveling at the natural wonder just meters from our feet. There was chatter and conversation from the groups of individuals nearby, not unlike a visit to a popular tourist spot.
KEEP READING“I’m Here”
Tonight after I returned home from a shift of food deliveries, I noticed an “ugly” Christmas sweater Jeep (my late husband) used to wear for the holidays, draped over the back of my office chair. I immediately thought Ian had put it on there while doing some laundry or reorganizing, and asked him. He didn’t know what I was talking about, so I pointed at the chair. The front of the sweater was perfectly centered on the back of the chair, fabric smoothed as if laid out to wear for the evening. “No,” he replied. “Wasn’t me.”
KEEP READINGJeep
My first paranormal experience with Jeep happened when he suffered a sudden onset of acute pancreatitis while were in Mexico in 1997, and nearly died. He was brought back from the brink of death by three angels, who held vigil during the darkest moments…
KEEP READINGIntersection of the Dead
As we were heading toward a customer’s address with a food order, we stopped at an intersection near the freeway off ramp. Hints of fog could be seen far in the distance, while closer to our position the night air was crisp and clear. The streets were clean and pristine from the prior night’s rain storm, which had washed away any debris and darkened the asphalt, contrasting the road from the brilliant glow of the streetlights above.
KEEP READINGGhost in the Carport
Shortly after arriving home today from dropping my car off at the shop for necessary repairs, Ian alerted me that there was an intruder in the carport—he could see a man on our security system.
KEEP READINGSpirit in the Road
On most occasions, it is Ian who sees the dead, and not me. I’ve had many experiences throughout my life when I have seen paranormal phenomena with my own eyes, whether they be shadows, entities or physical environmental manipulation from spirits. But this time, what I was seeing was completely solid and as real as any human being would be to you or me.
KEEP READINGCafe Table and the Dead
On this particular evening, as I was pulling up to a local Greek restaurant for a delivery pickup, Ian commented on a sweet old couple sitting at a cafe table outside of the store…
KEEP READINGAddicted and Lost
I didn’t want to see what my husband was witnessing, and it’s times like this I am glad to not have his abilities. He was describing in detail the lost souls meandering about us as I exited the lot: literally hundreds of dead, trapped in the throes of addiction and despair, some slumped over, while others staggered like zombies in a horror film…
KEEP READINGABOUT
This collection of stories chronicles some of my experiences being married to a physical medium, and our dealings with the paranormal. Throughout the years, my husband and I have grown spiritually and closer as a result. We are a team in the true sense: he sees and interacts with the dead; I take on the role of discernment, protector, researcher, and man of action—when action is necessary…