Thoughts About Being Married to a Medium
Today, I have been experiencing a lot of introspection about the life of a physical medium—and mine, being married to one. It's complicated...
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Spirit Orbs
While driving with my husband through a historic coastal town along Puget Sound in western Washington, Ian unexpectedly made a comment which gave me pause: "I feel really strange right now." Unsure if he was referring to a medical issue which may require urgent attention, I asked for clarification. "It's not something physical—I just feel like there is something here that I can't explain. It feels very heavy in this spot. There's something here..."
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Animal Spirits
Do animals have spirits? YES. All beings with the capacity for empathy and emotion have spirits, including animals...
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“I’m Here” 2.0
My late husband Jeep has been making his presence known on a regular basis by moving a stuffed Christmas bear around in my office. This is a delightful way to let me know he's dropped by, and a visible message sent to me directly, since I cannot see him like Ian does. If he's visiting while Ian is here, they talk briefly and Jeep updates Ian on what he's been up to, as he continues to watch over loved ones in his spiritual body. I am fortunate to be one of those loved, and I feel that love whenever he is here!
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Death’s Gift
The spectre of Death for many is an idea which evokes terror and fear. In reality, Death is natural and organic, an instrument of God to cross over souls into the next realm. Death is just as much a part of human life as living itself.
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Sage of Angels
On numerous occasions, the white sage smudge stick we keep on the altar has begun to spontaneously ignite and burn, filling the room with spiritually healing smoke, which in turn drifts through the rest of the house on its own. This has been my late husband, Jeep, cleansing our home, bodies and spirits, as well as removing any negative attachments which may have followed us home...
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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.
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“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."
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Jeep
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...
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Intersection of the Dead
After two weeks of waiting, Ian received his new eyeglasses today. He was so relieved to be able to see perfectly again, and excitedly showed off his stylish frames as he settled into the passenger seat of our car. We began the last leg of my delivery route, my husband relishing in his new and improved vision. After queuing a song from his playlist, which we Bluetooth through the car's speaker system, Ian spoke matter-of-factually: "I can see more dead people with my new glasses."
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