If they say it, I repeat it!
I’ve learned the hard way to not argue with anyone on the other side because they have a specific reason for the message and it’s my job to only deliver it.
I remember the woman who came to my home for a session when I was just figuring out what this mediumship talent I have was all about. I was green and “flying by the seat of my pants”! Her husband had passed a few months earlier after being ill for a couple of years and she wanted to talk with him.
The woman was sitting on the sofa and a gentleman appeared sitting next to her. I described him and she confirmed that’s her husband. He put his arm around her shoulders, so I told her. She said, “Well, that’s how we always sat together”. I tried my best to coax the man to communicate, but he didn’t seem willing…..so I told her that, too, and she said, “He was usually very quiet.”
What came next I was not prepared for. He said, “Tell her it’s OK for her to be with someone else.” In my mind to him I said, “I cant say that!”……but he was TOTALLY insistent and no amount of arguing was going to change it. So, I gave up and told her. She started crying out loud and inwardly I said to him, “See, I told you I shouldn’t have told her!” I just sat there until she calmed down and several tissues later she told me the most endearing story of their relationship in his final two years.
She was his primary caretaker and always by his side. They both knew he was passing and would not recover. A few times she asked him if he would be OK if she were to begin dating after his passing, because she did not want to be alone. He never would answer that question no matter what. But, after death, he could see how lonely she was and he knew she needed to hear it from him.
THAT’S just ONE experience of learning not to argue with the deceased, but I still have a tendency to do it.
If they say it, it’s my job to make sure I repeat it, without judgement.
Linda
May 30, 2021
"I just wanted to see if I could do it!"
One evening, I had two women in my living room for a session. One was a friend and she brought her friend who had been engaged, but her fiancé died six weeks prior to the wedding. Needless to say, she was devastated. Neither woman had ever attended a mediumship session, so I thought to myself, “Hm, this should be interesting…” Little did I know what was about to happen.
The fiancé came through and there were tears all around and things that had not been said in the past were stated so the healing could begin. Typically during a session at home, I would have a candle or two burning on my hearth, as I did that night, one of which was an 8” pillar on a low stand.
As the session progressed, all of a sudden I heard a noise and both women screamed. When I opened my eyes, I saw they had both feet on the sofa with their arms around their knees! They said “LOOK!”….and pointed at the pillar candle being several inches away from the stand laying on its side! I bursted out laughing (which may have been inappropriate for what just happened) and said, “Hey! It may be your fiancé, let me find out.”
Sure thing, it was him and he thought it was as hysterical as I did.
After the session was over, they told me he had been in a wheelchair for a huge portion of his life. I checked in with him on this and he stated, “I just wanted to see if I could do it!” When I relayed that to them, they stated that's how they truly knew it was the fiancé. Two weeks later, I found the same candle on its side in the same position. I said, “OK, that’s enough.”
Linda
June 6, 2021
"What?? She's with my husband!"
Oh, my, gosh….where do I begin with this one? Mediumship never seizes to surprise me and that’s what keeps it so interesting. There can be tears, laughter, and sometimes things out of left field!
I have a close friend named Tina whose husband, Richard, died a couple of years ago (all names have been changed and I did get permission to publish this because she is a close friend). She and I have had numerous sessions over the months with him. After grieving for a year or so, she decided she wanted to begin dating. She’s in her mid-70s and had been married for years, so this was going to be a new adventure for her.
She dated for a bit, then she met Glenn. Glenn’s wife, Joy, had also died, so they certainly had that in common. Tina and I continued to converse with Richard even while she’s dating Glenn. One day she said, “Let’s see if Joy is here”….and she was. Tina and Joy actually liked each other and Joy thanked Tina for taking such good care of Glenn. Interestingly, there was no jealousy on Joy’s part.
Now, this is where it gets interesting. During a session one day, Richard and Joy showed up together, so Tina and I didn’t think too much about that. We did another session a few weeks later and Richard and Joy WERE HOLDING HANDS this time. Oh, snap! I asked them three times if they wanted me to tell Tina and the answer was always yes.
So, I proceeded with caution to tell Tina and she hollers, “What?! She’s with my husband??” I started laughing and said, “Tina, how can you say that? You are sleeping with her husband and Glenn and Joy don’t even have bodies!!” After she thought about it, she calmed down and started laughing.
Tina reached out to me recently and said, “I don’t think Richard and Joy are together any longer. I didn’t do a formal session, but just checked in with them to see what the status was. She was correct. Joy was exhausted by the situation of the four of them and decided to bow out. She stated it was no one’s fault, she just needed a rest.
Stay tuned, this is a continuing story….there may be a Part 2 at some point.
Linda
June 13th, 2021
"He's not good for you!"
We all have friends and loved ones who watch over us from the other side. Some people are aware of them, as well as their spirit guides and/or angels. This particular session was very surprising as to who was watching over my client.
This woman reached out to me because she was having some very strange occurrences in her home – shoe boxes were flying off the shelf in her closet! Now, these were not cardboard boxes, mind you, but clear plastic ones. There were times the force was so great the lids would come off and some of the boxes were badly cracked. I don’t think of myself as a ghost buster, but this certainly intrigued me and I couldn’t wait to see who might show up!
A bit of a back story here. My client was in a relationship with a co-worker at the time. Because of this man’s title and position, it made it very difficult to leave the situation. She was not happy with this man and she felt trapped. I was not aware of the back story until we launched into the session.
When I arrived at her home, she showed me the broken boxes and it was quite shocking to see them. She filled me in on the occurrences and when they happened. Sometimes it was at night and other times while she was at work. What she did tell me was it seemed to be happening when her boyfriend was there, or before, or just after he had been there.
When I tuned in I saw this gorgeous, tall, Native American man. He had the appearance of having lived in the past, as he was dressed in a “skirt” with no shirt and long, dark hair. He looked upset and sternly said, “He’s not good for you.” Wow! Neither one of us were expecting that! He went on to say he’s been watching over her for more than one lifetime and they had in fact been in a relationship in more than one lifetime, as well. He valued himself as her guardian. The client wasn’t exactly sure what to do with that information, but loved the idea she had this gorgeous man looking over her shoulder!
Throwing boxes off the shelf was an attempt to get her attention….and it did. Luckily, she knew to reach out to me to see what was going on.
I have not heard from this client in several years, so I don’t know if she is still in the relationship or if the boxes have stopped flying off the shelf. I am curious, though.
Linda
June, 27, 2021
Oh, heavens no, they are not sitting around bored over there
Once I had a client whose grandmother had recently passed. She missed her greatly because the two of them had been very close. When her grandmother showed, there were many questions answered and the tears flowed from both sides.
My client asked her what she had been doing “with her time”. She said she was researching family history and genealogy. My client started laughing and said, “That’s how she spent all her time in her later years!” The other interesting part was her research had greatly expanded because the limitations were gone….she could go back hundreds of years. She told her granddaughter their family extends back to Eastern Europe and royalty, which my client had no idea about.
Repeatedly, I’ve seen what activities humans enjoyed here, they are still enjoying over there. Cooking, fishing, playing cards….even drinking in bars! If you can imagine it, it shows up. Talents can also be explored that someone may never have been interested in before, or talents they enjoyed here can be expanded and brought back into the next lifetime.
A recent client has a relative who was gay and passed several years ago, but it was never openly discussed, even though everyone in the family knew it. When he showed, he was riding a horse that was rearing back on two legs and he looked like he was wearing a Napoleon-styled military uniform sporting an outrageous hat with feathers! My client said, “Yep, that would be him, for sure.” He went on to say what he spent so much time hiding from family, he now has the freedom to explore, which made my client feel fantastic.
I can never second guess what might come from the other side…..I’m always learning something new.
Linda
July 4th, 2021
An Unexpected Family History Lesson!
A recent client was shocked when a very distant relative showed up to give some family history and stories of the past during a session. I was drawn to the deep South along the Gulf coast of Mississippi and Alabama. I saw a very beautiful, southern-styled mansion on what appeared to be a plantation. The oaks were gigantic and sprawling and I could tell this place was well cared for and the family was quite wealthy.
Then I found myself in a huge dining room. Guests were at a beautifully set table and there was a stately, tall black woman standing off to one side. I could feel she was a woman of great pride and took her position in the family very seriously. She proceeded to tell my client she was related to her. We determined she was her great-great grandmother. I received the year 1815. An interesting side note is I could not decide if it was Alabama or Mississippi she was in. When I researched the year and the two states, I found they were called the Mississippi Territory and did not become separate states until 1817. That explains that.
This woman was well respected in the family and a confidant of the mistress of the house. She knew how to read and write, was well spoken, and was relied on heavily by the family. They virtually thought of her as a family member. The one thing I noticed, she did not have her hair tied up in any way, but had it pulled back tightly, or it was cropped short….not sure. Any old photos seem to always show house slaves having their hair covered; she wore a dark dress and white pinafore. She gave a name, Lavender, although she said that’s not quite right because it’s of African origin. So we settled on Lavvy. She’s satisfied with that.
As we asked her questions, she was reticent to answer at times. She did tell us she would speak to us in the future to give more information. It felt like she had some juicy information to share and was a bit hesitant at the time. One thing she did speak about was the proud, strong woman my client is. She says she comes from a long line of such women. She marvels at the amount of education she has, but I feel that was instilled a long time ago by the mothers/grandmothers and has filtered down from Lavvy.
Note: Since I originally wrote this story, I have had more sessions with my client and the saga that is unfolding is absolutely incredible! Several of the facts and stories Lavvy has given us have been verified by my client, which makes this so exciting! She and I are toying with the idea of writing a book together on the family lineage, as told by the grandmothers from the other side. I was asked by my client the other day which story has been the most exciting or interesting through all the years and I said it’s Lavvy’s story.
Linda
July 11, 2021
Still Rescuing and Saving Lives, Even After Death
Several years ago I did a group session at the home of a woman who I had never met prior to the session, other than a phone conversation or two. For hosting the event, I did a private session with her afterward. This one really touched my heart and that’s why I have not forgotten it.
I remember her grandmothers came in, along with other family members, and there was a wonderful reunion. Then, I began to see a really tall building with white everywhere. Next, I felt like I was in the building, and again, everything was white. I was puzzled by it and told the woman what I was seeing and asked her if this means anything to her. She replied, “Yes, it certainly does!”
She went on to say her husband died in the Twin Towers. I was stunned!
Then a man appeared in a short-sleeved, blue uniform with a hat. I knew immediately he was a police officer and it was her husband. He began a story of rescuing people in the building after the tragedy. I can’t recall which building he was in and maybe I didn’t know at that time. He was using the stairwell to get people out. Then the building collapsed and he lost his life.
The woman said she never knew what happened and it has bothered her tremendously all these years. It was a relief to now know. But the story didn’t stop there.
Her husband then proceeded to tell us he was still rescuing people from the building, but it was lost souls who were stuck there. He would get their attention, then escort them to “others” outside the building who would take care of them. He did not elaborate on who the "others" were or what happened after that because he would rush back into the building. He talked about the great pride he had for the police force he was a part of and it was still an honor to be able to continue the work. He also mentioned the guilt he felt for not being able to rescue more people before his death, so the work he is doing now helped with the guilt.
I’m becoming teary while I’m writing this because it just shows the passion people have even after death. I didn’t go into it, but the wife and her deceased husband had a very private conversation that afternoon that cleared up some misunderstandings and answered some questions she had for him. He was very open and honest with his answers.
I wonder if he has been able to rescue everyone from the building by now, or if this is a cycle he will continue in, even after all have been rescued. There are many lost souls over there who can certainly use his help.
Linda
July 16, 2021
“I’m living a wonderful life!”
A few years ago I did a group session with several young professional women in the town I grew up in. They were quite the lively bunch. During the session, the sister to the host came in with her mentally and physically challenged son. I can’t remember his age, but it seems he was under 10. The boy was very unresponsive. The mother asked me if I thought I could connect with him. Well, this would be a first, but I’m game for anything. I didn’t make any promises, for sure.
He and I went into a nearby room. I held his hand and tuned in. What I found was totally unexpected. This young man was most delightful. He spends his time in the other realms assisting children who crossover, so he has found a purpose. He knows he’s “stuck” in a body that does not function well, but he has found he can wander in the other realms with total freedom and be of great assistance. He wanted his parents to know he is living a wonderful, purposeful life. All of this came in on a feeling level with images, as he has no verbal skills.
I’ve always wondered if I can do this with autistic children, but I have never had the opportunity….at least not, yet. I have had the opportunity to “chat” with an Alzheimer’s patient, but I’ll save that for next time!
Linda
July 17, 2021
“Why did God do this to me?!”
A woman I painted murals for in her new home (yes, I am a mural artist, too) back in mid-2000s had her mother in a local nursing home. I had spoken with her about my abilities and she began to ponder if I could reach her mother who has Alzheimer’s Disease. Again, I said I’m more than willing to try, but I don’t make any promises. She said her mom was completely unresponsive except when she read the Bible to her, then she would become restless and whiney. She didn’t know what to make of it.
When we arrived at the nursing home, we greeted her mom and there was no acknowledgement, whatsoever. Her head was bowed. She introduced me and we sat down on either side of her. I had my eyes closed as I tuned into her. I was gently talking (mentally) to her and I could feel she was noticing me. I honestly do not remember what I was saying to her, but when I asked her about her daughter reading the Bible, she loudly stated from her mind how angry she was with God for letting this happen to her! She was a devout Catholic and could not understand how God could do this. She was quite furious and she absolutely did not want to hear words from the Bible.
As this was happening, I felt a hand on my knee and it was the daughter. I opened my eyes and saw this woman's blue eyes staring straight at me with such intensity and clarity. I absolutely got through to her. After we left the nursing home, the daughter said she cannot remember the last time she saw clarity and responsiveness from her mother.
I was never invited to go back to see her. I think the response the daughter got was too overwhelming. I’ve seen this woman several times throughout the years, but we never talked about it again.
Maybe someday I will get the opportunity to revisit the Alzheimer’s Disease dilemma. I feel I could assist others with my gift.
Linda
July 25, 2021
How did I get started, you ask?
In a very non-dramatic way…..simply through meditation. I began meditating in 1991. I had also begun researching other subjects, such as past lives, psychic and mediumship ability, numerology, astrology, etc. You get the picture.
One of the subjects was automatic writing. This sounds like going into a trance state, something takes you over, you have no idea what you are doing, and not in control of it. But, it is simply writing or typing what comes into your mind while in a light, meditative state. You are fully present and in control the entire time. I would ask a question and see what comes back. As the words flowed into my mind, I would write without analysis. That takes some practice.
During this time, I had a childhood friend pass. He kept appearing to me in dreams and the last time he said, “I have something to tell you.” Well, that woke me up immediately. The next day I decided to sit down and do some automatic writing to see if he would come through. He did, loud and clear.
I no longer remember what we talked about, but I knew the information was not coming out of me; it was from him. There were several communications, but I became uncomfortable, as I could feel him around me even when I was not doing automatic writing. So, I let him know my feelings on this and terminated communication. He respected my request and that was the end of that. I put mediumship on the back burner for a long time.
Fast forward to 2004. My husband and I had a very close friend dying of cancer. I had visited him one day prior to his passing. I was just sitting with him allowing energy to move. I’m a Reiki Master, so I was assisting him with that, as well. When we received the phone call he had passed very early the next morning, I told my husband it was time for me to try the mediumship, again. At noon, I sat down and reached out to him. He came through loud and clear. He was frantic, as he could not help his grieving wife realize he was right there holding her. I asked him if he wanted me to tell her and he said yes. He started calming down at that point.
I called her, gave my condolences and said, “I’ve been in communication with him…..he’s fine and right there with you, please acknowledge him.”
That opened the door for me to explore more and without the fear this time. The wife began to tell others about me and I began giving sessions. The rest is history. I stepped way out of my comfort zone, but had the knowingness this is something I need and want to do.
So here I AM!
Linda
August 1, 2021
Suicided Individuals
This is a sad and uncomfortable subject, but it is real. I’ve addressed this in another area on my website, as well. When I began my sessions, it never crossed my mind I would be dealing with suicide. It was a learning curve like everything else. I can no longer recall my first suicided individual in a session, but I have experienced numerous ones since then.
I’ve had some very interesting experiences and I’m still pondering all of it. I have encountered individuals who have been an energetic mess and totally wiped out and had no idea I was with them, to the other extreme of being so relieved to be out of the body and were just ready to go! I’ve seen everything up and down on that continuum, as well.
I remember when I first began to encounter suicides, I didn’t know what to do for them and their families. During a session with the family and the one on the other side, there would be gallons of tears and feelings expressed, but the extreme sadness, guilt, and shame everyone was feeling was over the top. It was almost like it was making it worse.
Out of the blue during one session with someone who had suicided, it came to me to call in the beings who are there to assist. Why had I not thought of this before?? I have no idea, but I’m grateful to whomever may have put that thought in my mind.
So that’s what I did. What I experienced was a warm, honey-colored feeling that brings tears to my eyes every time. Are they angels? Highly evolved beings specifically for that purpose? I don’t have an answer for that, nor do I care. I just know they are there, as needed, and I’m very grateful for it.
I always ask permission of the individual before I bring them in. I explain what they are there for and if they are willing to experience something beyond the pain and misery they are in now. Nearly every time I get a huge YES!, but I have encountered a couple of individuals who said NO! Apparently, they were happy being miserable.
After a period of time has passed, I check back with these individuals to see how they are doing. I’m always amazed how many have released so much of the negative emotions they were plagued with. I find the families have also improved because of the healing that is taking place on the other side. Their energies are so intertwined.
My biggest message in this blog is that no one is stuck on the other side, not even suicides. There are multitudes of beings ready to assist at any time. I do not understand the dynamics of why they are unable to see them for themselves, other than they are caught up in their own torture and they just do not notice them. Oh, wow! I just received this message as I was typing! They are instructed to not interfere with them, rather they have to be invited by the one who is hurting or someone such as myself before they can intervene. Well, I was not expecting that! I was also just told many times hurting individuals will call out in anguish asking if anyone is there who can save or help them. That opens the door for them to assist. Thank you from whomever delivered that unexpected message to me!
If you have a family member, friend, or know someone who has committed suicide……I am here to assist.
Linda
August 8, 2021
Exploring Family History
A couple of years ago a woman reached out to me wanting to connect with relatives for a book she was going to be writing. There was one mystery relative she had very little information on and was looking for clarity about her life. The book was based on her, primarily. Over a series of three sessions we were able to piece together a family puzzle that spanned from Europe to New York in the 1800’s to early 1900’s. Each time we would dive a little deeper into details of the family.
I haven’t heard from her in quite awhile now, so I don’t know if she started the book or not. I do hope she writes and publishes it.
Recently, I met a young woman who has a history of extraterrestrial visitations and it spans four generations in her family that she is aware of. We did a session to see if we could find others in her lineage who also had experiences. Her grandmother appeared and was upset we were inquiring into it! The other family members there did not say a word and the energy with them was uncomfortable. Hmm…makes you wonder why they reacted that way. This woman and I will be doing another session to inquire further.
If any of you are interested in exploring family history, I’m your girl! In a previous story, I wrote about a woman’s family history going back to slavery in the South. This is an ongoing saga with each session and it will eventually become a book she and I will write.
Linda
August 15, 2021
Ways I receive my information
I’ve been asked many times how I receive my information and there are five ways it comes in.
1. Clairvoyance – I have always been a visual person, so many times I will receive images or see an individual in great detail and color. Early on, this was my primary way of receiving information, along with clairaudience. As I became more comfortable with my ability, the other avenues became stronger.
2. Clairaudience – For me, clairaudience is allowing words in my mind that I know are not mine. I wrote in another blog story about automatic writing (How did I get started, you ask?), which is an excellent way to practice clairaudience. I know there are psychic mediums who actually hear messages auditorily, but that’s not my experience.
3. Claircognizance – This is clear knowingness, in other words intuition. It’s a strong hit of “I just know this in my gut, but I don’t know why”. Then it’s all about trusting what you receive and not doubting.
4. Clairsentience – This one is all about the feeling level. I will pick up on someone’s emotions on the other side and start tearing up right along with them. It always shocks me when that happens.
5. Information packet – I would have to say this is the most challenging way I receive information and it doesn’t happen very often. When I receive one of these, it feels like a bundle of information I have to open up to see what’s inside. As I begin to unravel it, I check in with the one who delivered it to be sure I’m interpreting correctly. And you can be sure they will let me know if I need to adjust something, lol.
As a side note, my experience has been when someone is intellectual, I receive their information in an information packet; if they are very emotional, it hits me that way, but I can also receive the information during a session in multiple ways. I’m not certain what governs how I receive it, but that would be an interesting study!
I’ve always heard a psychic medium will have one primary way of receiving information, but that certainly is not the case for me.
If anyone is interested in knowing more about automatic writing, you can reach me at lindadobsonhacker@gmail.com or at Conversations on the Other Side on Facebook. I would be more than happy to have a discussion with you about it!
Linda
September 27, 2021
Haunted Hotels - Part 1
For a very brief time I worked at a historic hotel in Sebring, while holding group sessions in the adorable pub on the property on the weekends. When I first began training behind the front desk, I think it was the second day, I “felt” a tap on my shoulder and a woman in her 20s began chatting like mad at me! It totally took me by surprise. She told me her name was Susan and attended many parties and dances in the large ballroom. I could clearly see the sleeveless, light blue dress with white collar she was wearing. She was tall, pretty with dark hair down to her shoulders. The time period felt like the 1950s or 60s. I no longer remember all the details of her life she told me, but I do remember she died in a car accident. After two days of this I asked her to follow me into the bathroom and proceeded to let her know I was training for the next two weeks and nicely asked her to stop talking to me, but I would get back with her. I never heard from her again, even though I did attempt to reach out to her.
After the group sessions in the pub, I began offering “ghost tours” at the hotel. I only have two memories that really stood out from the tours. The first one was in the large ballroom. There was a very small stage at the end of the room and in the corner I could see a small man in a tuxedo, minus the jacket. He had his back to us and was somewhat bent over, hoping I wouldn’t see him. I called out to him and he was quite upset with me for even noticing him. He told me to leave him alone. I could feel he had a long history of being on that stage, even though I don’t know if he hosted events, played in a band long ago, or just liked the hotel. I was picking up on 1930s or 40s. I would have loved to have heard his story.
The second one was on the second floor in room 215. A woman had committed suicide in the 1980s. I always had an odd feeling walking down the hall on the second floor. One night during a tour, we went in the room and the woman was in there screaming about the children. It was horrible. I don’t know her story, but I got the strong feeling she left behind two small children and totally regretted what she had done. We left very quickly after I reported that to the group. None of us wanted to stay. I never went back in there again.
During my brief time working behind the front desk, there were several instances that happened with the guests. On the counter was a log book and the person working the desk would log in any complaints, complements, or odd events during their shift. I arrived at 7 am one morning and checked the log from the night shifts. Apparently, one gentleman kept having his ice bucket fly off the desk and was quite annoyed by it. He asked for another room, which was given to him.
Housekeeping was constantly having things happen. Lights or TVs being on, even when the room had not been used for several days was common. There was even an instance of water running in a tub for no apparent reason.
And then there’s the basement….I hated going there. Housekeeping was always seeing odd things happening down there.
The last incident I remember was after I no longer worked there. A close friend of mine decided she’d like to stay one night. During the night, the light came on twice in the closet. It scared her so badly she packed everything up and went down stairs and sat in the lobby until daylight, then checked out.
The hotel is no longer open and is basically sitting empty and rapidly deteriorating in downtown Sebring. It was built in 1913 and was beautiful in its heyday with many notable people having stayed there through the years. It’s so sad to see it no longer in use.
My next story will be about Cassadaga Hotel in Cassadaga, Florida……
Linda
October 18, 2021
Haunted Hotels - Part 2
One of my favorite places to go is north of Sanford, Florida just off I-4….Cassadaga. This is a beautiful, quaint town founded in 1894 as a winter camp for the Spiritualist Church in Lily Dale, New York. Through the years it has also become a haven for psychics, mediums, and various types of healers.
There is a historic hotel there that is QUITE haunted. It was built in the 1920s and has been a hospital, mental institution, and currently a hotel. I have visited it several times and stayed overnight twice.
My first experience was staying there with my husband in the early 2000s. This was before I began practicing my abilities. In the evening, we signed up for the ghost tour at the hotel. The psychic took us on both floors telling stories about the resident spirits and what their history was. She could clearly see them, but what was strange for me was just before she would announce they were there, the hair would stand up all over my body. It surprised me then, but now I understand why I was so sensitive to their presence.
After the tour, we returned to our room and at one point the cover of the room air conditioner flew off for no apparent reason. Now mind you, it did not fall off, it flew off. I screamed and jumped on the bed and did not put my feet on the floor until the next morning. I even made Kevin look under the bed to see if there were any spooks under there. Of course, we were wondering if anything else was going to happen. He was not rattled by the experience, but I certainly was.
The next morning we were preparing to leave. Kevin was in the bathroom showering. He put his clothes in one place, but when he got out of the shower, the toilet lid was down and his clothes were on it. Lol, he did not tell me this for TWO DAYS. He tried to rationalize it away, but he couldn’t. And I certainly did not move them. He would have known if I had been in there.
I have a sister who stayed there many times in years past. On her first visit, she complained at the front desk the next morning how noisy the people were on the 3rdfloor. They were talking/laughing, walking back and forth, and she could here glasses clinking. The clerk looked at her funny, started laughing and told her there is no third floor. Then went on to say many years ago there had been a 3rdfloor, but there was a fire and when the hotel was renovated, they did not replace the 3rd floor.
On another visit there she was reading in bed when something moved her leg. She said her knee was bent and the “something” straightened it out for her. It didn’t startle her at all. She bent her knee again, and “it” straightened it out once more. That’s when she politely asked it to not do that again and it complied.
There were other stories of her visits there, but I can no longer remember what they are and she just very recently passed. I’m am dedicating this story to you, Ellen.
Linda
October 25, 2021
Ghostbusting in a Nearby Town
Several years ago I was invited to a town 30 minutes from Sebring. I have several clients there and was asked to tour four homes because odd things were happening at each one. The first home had a closet with some really “creepy” energy. It was in a teenager’s bedroom. It felt cold and VERY uncomfortable. The boy had been having some strange occurrences in the room. It turns out the strange energy was an acquaintance from school of the boy who had died tragically. Being with his friend felt comforting and he was hanging out in his closet! After speaking with him, I called in assistance for him and he moved on.
The next house was having lights turning off and on at night, the TV would come on unexpectantly, plus other things I no longer can recall. This turned out to be a relative “just having fun”. The homeowners suspected that, which made them feel much better. One other thing I did come across was in the son’s closet. Strange energy, again….so I went poking in there and found a German helmet or sword, can’t remember now which it was. I said, “It needs to go”. The energy was foul and it was affecting the boy. I have since worked with the family and they did get rid of it.
The third house was a beautiful, wooded property. Inside the home the energy was loving and comfy. Outside is when it got a little weird. I walked around the property and picked up a HUGE Native American vibe. It was not negative in any way, but there was one spot I kept walking through and every time I did, I would get major goose flesh. It felt like an energy vortex of some kind. The homeowner said when she would park her truck there, it either wouldn’t start, or would have trouble starting, so she had to park elsewhere.
The final house was a real surprise. It was an older home with a couple of additions to it. The owner was having strange things happening and was hoping to get answers. I didn’t feel anything inside, per se, but the property was very interesting. It was quite large with massive oak trees to the rear of it. I wandered back there and felt confederate soldiers had been camping there at one point! I could clearly see them in my mind’s eye sitting around a campfire. They were totally oblivious to me, but it seemed they were still there. It was a strange step back in time because the energy of it was so real.
The homeowner said there had been confederate troops in the area during the Civil War and they had used the local river for transportation. That was pretty interesting to be able to pick up on them!
If any of you are having “odd” occurrences in your home or on your property, I’m more than happy to go investigate.
Linda
November 2, 2021
“I just need you to know…he’s flirting with you!”
This story just cracks me! Recently, I held a group session with 10 attendees. After the messages were delivered, I asked if anyone had an unusual or strange story they would like to share. I began doing this a few group sessions back and feel it helps others become comfortable with their own experiences. Everyone has them, lol, but most do not speak of them.
This one particular woman, Kara (names have been changed), shared when she goes to her boyfriend’s home and is in the kitchen, small things, like a piece of cheese or a fork, just fly out of her fingers or hand. It has happened so many times it has become a joke. She’s wondered way more than once if there’s a spook involved doing this and her boyfriend, Cal, just looks at her strangely and says - no. He doesn’t believe in those things he says.
I immediately felt this older gentleman there and picked up he thinks she’s really cute….then I sensed he’s flirting with her when he makes things fly out of her hand! So I said, “I just need you to know….he’s flirting with you!” Then the entire room burst into laughter with this and she said, “I think I know who it is, then.” I told her this older guy is quite the character and loved to be a practical joker and make people laugh. She said that sounds just like James, Cal’s ex-father-in-law. She couldn’t wait to get home and relay all this to him.
Now, Cal’s ex-father-in-law lived in the house with him for a time, as he had become ill and needed assistance…..and he died there. Kara was quite thrilled to think it might be James and I let her know now that she’s pretty sure it’s him, things may amp up a bit.
So, as fate would have it, I ran into her two days later. She became all excited telling me WHAT HAPPENED WHEN SHE GOT BACK TO CAL’S HOUSE after the session. She was running late that afternoon because of other errands she had to do. She had made dinner earlier in the day, but not the mashed potatoes, so she asked Cal if he would make them before she got home and, of course, he said yes.
Well, Kara said she walked in the back door to the kitchen where all hell had broken loose!!! She saw the cabinet doors under the sink were open and there was a huge mess everywhere on the floor with yucky towels, a strange smell, and the new garbage disposal was destroyed.
Of course, she had a very big reaction and said, “What the hell happened while I was gone??” and knowing her, the language may have been a wee bit stronger.
Cal proceeded to tell the destruction story. After peeling the potatoes, he put them into the garbage disposal and they immediately clogged it. This disposal was relatively new and there had never been a problem before, even with potato peels.
So, mister-fix-it, being the responsible homeowner, removed everything from under the sink to investigate. After removing the disposal…….THE DRAIN PIPE BROKE. Getting a visual, yet?
Under the sink is getting wetter/nastier and it’s spilling onto the floor. By now, I’m sitting there with my mouth open listening to this story trying to contain myself. You have to understand, Kara is quite the storyteller and she’s making it hilarious.
Somewhere in the fray, he knocked over a full bottle of liquid furniture polish, which totally added to the slime-factor and explained the odd smell…..and ruined towels. Kara didn’t give details on the cleanup, which I’m sure was horrible, as polish is oily.
I felt into James and he was laughing his ghost rearend off as she was telling her story. So, I asked him, “Did you break the disposal?” and he said, “No, but I may have knocked the polish over……”
Kara said Cal has become more of a believer now. He even said, “What are the odds for the polish spilling?”
If James is around, pretty high I think.
Linda
November 8, 2021
“I have the body of a god now!”
This story is another indicator of how deceased ones will let us know it is actually them we are speaking with during a session. There are details that come through only the client will understand that give confirmation of the person.
This woman came to me as a first-time client. I knew a few things about her, but not the details that came through during the session. Her deceased husband was there immediately and was holding her face in his hands telling her how much he loves her and he is always with her, then he gave her a huge kiss and hug. She said she could sense him there.
Their conversation continued and he let her know he is doing extremely well, which she was very relieved about. He said, “I have the body of a god now!” We both laughed and she said that sounded like something he would say. She then asked me what he was wearing….”Is it a suit or ratty clothes he loved to wear to work in the garden?” She said he could be dressed in a suit looking like a million bucks, or dirty in the garden. I said, “No, actually, he is only wearing pants and no shirt. He has his hands on his hips with feet slightly parted looking like Superman!” We both laughed and thought it kind of strange, but went with it.
I went on to tell her he has six-pack abs and well-muscled pecs. That’s when it clicked with her why he was dressed, or not dressed, this way. She shared with me he had numerous surgeries throughout his life that left his torso extremely scarred. She began to cry and totally understood why he was using these antics to prove to her it was him and what he now looks like.
Their conversation continued and many feelings and events in the past were expressed. It was a very healing session for my client and she gained a lot of closure she was lacking.
Our loved ones will do whatever it takes to make a point, obviously!
Linda
November 15, 2021.
Exploring Family History
A couple of years ago a woman reached out to me wanting to connect with relatives for a book she was going to be writing. There was one mystery relative she had very little information on and was looking for clarity about her life. The book was based on her, primarily. Over a series of three sessions we were able to piece together a family puzzle that spanned from Europe to New York in the 1800’s to early 1900’s. Each time we would dive a little deeper into details of the family. I haven’t heard from her in quite a while now, so I don’t know if she started the book or not. I do hope she writes and publishes it.
Recently, I met a young woman who has a history of extraterrestrial visitations and it spans four generations in her family that she is aware of. We did a session to see if we could find others in her lineage who also had experiences. Her grandmother appeared and was upset we were inquiring into it! The other family members there did not say a word and the energy with them was uncomfortable. Hmm…makes you wonder why they reacted that way. This woman and I will be doing another session to inquire further.
If any of you are interested in exploring family history, I’m your girl! In a previous story, I wrote about a woman’s family history going back to slavery in the South. This is an ongoing saga with each session and it will eventually become a book.
Linda
November 29, 2021