I schedule my sessions so I can come out to walk throughout the neighbourhood. What a wonderful strategy to clear my head. As I meander down tree-lined streets, I occasionally look into a house, just as if there’s some outcomes of me and someone living there. And for a short time, I stop and wonder…
Recently I talked by Skype with Renee, a stylish, middle-aged lady that has a thick head of dark hair. She smiled as she introduced herself, then gestured to her adult son, sitting behind her.
“Can Bruce-” She stopped, flustered. “I mean Ted-”
The child narrowed his eyes and stared at his mother.
“Ted,” she repeated using a shake of her head. “I are not aware of why I declared that.” Then she looked to me. “Can Ted sit in in my session?”
Ted acted similar to this was the final place he considered. I closed my eyes and begun to centre myself, asking my guides permitting me to assist this woman and her son. Instantly, I felt a substantial connection to a male energy. “I’m receiving the sense he was a substantial man. He’s making me feel strapping inside my chest. Was he an individual trainer?”
“Yes,” Renee said. “That was my son, Bruce. Ted’s twin.”
“Bruce is telling me his head hurts. A blood transport burst in their brain. It was totally unexpected. It happened while working out. There was nothing anyone could do… ”
“Yes,” Renee answered. Bruce came through with several messages for his mother and once he mentioned Ted, the youngster’s ears pricked up.
“Bruce is showing me a bowling ball,” I said.
“Yeah,” he mumbled. “I haven’t felt similar to doing that since he died. Sometimes he’d navigate to the bowling alley when camping and shoot pool while I played during my league.”
At the conclusion of the session, I felt compelled to settle and speak to Renee to comfort her. Being a mother myself, I could only imagine how difficult that it was to lose children.
“I do not know why I called Ted by his brother’s name,” she said. “I’ve never done that.”
“I feel that was his means of letting you know he was here,” I said. “His presence was strong.” In fact, I saw him during my mind’s eye so clearly, I could’ve described him as a result of the buttons on his flannel shirt.
“I’ve never been in a medium before,” Renee said. “One in the reasons I felt comfortable about creating an appointment along is your office is situated two streets from where Bruce lived. He always explained how much he liked coping with this area. Everyone is so friendly.”
I felt a chill as I bid adieu to my clients, then gazed out of the window. I felt Bruce’s presence still with me at night. He’d lived within my neighbourhood. I might’ve seen him jogging. My cart might’ve passed his within the grocery store. Could I have said hello to him while out for example of my walks?
Down the path, a portly fellow within a Jays t-shirt was mowing his lawn. He stopped for a short time to chat using a young woman and her daughter, who had been walking a beagle. The dog sniffed the man’s ankle, then sniffed throughout the grass just as if it was searching for a bone. I didn’t are aware of the woman and her daughter, nevertheless the man had forced me to be start my car several winters back. I decided just to walk over and say hi for many years. It’s important to many thanks for neighbours. Bruce would’ve liked that.
Carolyn Molnar is often a Toronto based Psychic Medium and Spiritual Teacher. She has over 30 years’ experience. She provides readings and in addition teaches others how you can tap into their intuitive abilities.
Her book, ‘It Is Time: Knowledge From The Other Side’, has created a real impact in how people understand intuition. She has been featured on radio, television plus in print. Carolyn believes intuition is obtainable to everyone.