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Tuesday, December 18, 2012

SIGNS..

So I went for a billet reading at Eclectic by Nature this past week done by Bob Benz.  Bob used to live in Lilydale, NY, and he does these like once a month, and he also teaches mediumship and psychic classes as well.  A billet reading is where you write down a question on a piece of paper and fold it up, then lay it on the table.  Bob picks up your paper and does a reading on your energy and then answers the question on the paper prior to looking at the question.  He also has some of his students at these readings who also do readings, which is part of their requirement of his class.  It can be a lot of fun.

So last week I drag my friend Roz with me to check it out.  Bob did about 5 readings, and then he allowed one of his mediumship students to do a reading, and she asked me if I minded if she come into my energy, which, of course, I told her not at all!  =)  She first said she had an older gentleman there with her, and asked if my father was still alive, which he is.  She said that he was his father - which was really kewl, because I had never had my grandfather come through to me before.  She said he told her that my father looked like him, and I said.. no, in fact, my father looks exactly like his mother.  She then said that while he looks like his mother, they as people are exactly alike.  I found this odd, and shared with her that I would not know that, as he passed when I was a babyShe then said that he said he and my father were alike, and while she seemed kind of confused, he had said it was his loss that he did not see me grow up.  She then said he was showing her a picture of a car handle and him grabbing it - and asked if my father drives.  Yes, my father drives, I think - and she said he kept trying to grab the handle, and said it was almost like he was saying he had to get a handle on things.  She also said he spends a lot of time with me.

All of this was rather bewildering to me, because I do not have any kind of recollection of my grandfather, since he passed when I was a baby, and I would have thought he would know this.  I also have never seen or sensed him around me, so it was odd to hear that he has been here and I did not know it.  I came home and shared the story with Eric and said, you know, I need some clarification or validation of some sort.. and literally put it out there, stating alound my thanks and appreciation, and my desire for a little clarification or validation to clear up some of my confusion.

My daughter came to visit for the week, she just arrived Sunday.  Sadly, yesterday my husband's grandmother passed away, and my husband came home from lunch yesterday to share this with my daughter and I, and it was sad.  Last night, I was in my daughter's room talking about Eric's grandmother when I commented how odd it was that I did not know she had passed, though I did understand.  What I mean is, usually when someone becomes terminally ill and gets close, I can usually feel it if not more.  However, as much as I loved Eric's grandmother, and she loved me too, I can understand that her energy and spirit would find many others and not so much me - and I was just talking and saying this to my daughter, when she said that did seem odd, but that I should know her grandfather has been around in the house.

My daughter's grandfather passed away about a year or so ago - and they were very close - and all of a sudden, I got quite the chill and the instant knowing I have not felt in bit.  I looked at her and said.. how do you know he has been here?  She remarked that she had arrived and put her things away in her room and went downstairs yesterday.  When she returned back up to her room, his funeral card was on the floor in front of her closet, and she picked it off the floor and showed it to me.  

I had cleaned her room myself, and there were no cards on the floor.  I had just been in there the morning she got home and had put shoes in the closet, and there were no cards or things on the floor.  I did not even know she had a card of his still here at my house.. and there it was.  And all of a sudden, I realized that the grandfather the medium was talking about was not my grandfather, but my daughter's, and as I went through the story, all the strange points that were odd in relation to me, were right on the nose in relation to my daughter's grandfather - right down to the fact that I never called him by his name, but instead called him Dad.

While my daughter's father looks very much like his mother, he also in many ways resembles his father as well.  and in personality, my daughter remarked that he is exactly like his father.  It would explain why he found it so confusing to the medium that I would not be able to confirm or validate things he was saying.  When I asked my daughter about the car handle, she said, and even she paled in answering, that his last fall, he was outside and had tried to grab the car handle as he fell and missed it.   

My daughter is staying with her father since this summer while she goes to school in the city he lives in - and certainly if her grandfather wanted to just say hi to her, he could access her there in his home with his son and wife there - and I do not know that he has not - just that it felt pretty special that he made himself known this week,  And I think that is important, because I dont know that I would have recognized him had she not shown him to me - she was very very close to him and would recognize him anywhere, Id bet, and while I loved him, I havent been with her father in over 15 years, so I doubt I would recognize him without her help.

And I did ask for help -