The Whispering of Spirits

 I have a little girl here with me. She is making me aware of her by tugging an imaginary skirt. I feel this is what she would have done when she was on the earthly plain. She is very shy and would have hided behind her mum or another adult. 

The girl is not very old, 5/6 maybe. She has fair/ light brown hair which she is showing me in two plaits. I am given a name Mary, not sure if this is hers our linked with her. 

Her passing is linked to an illness that she was born with. She tells me it progressed a lot faster than expected. I feel I want to cough all the time and I am being shown blood as she coughs.  I feel towards the latter days/ weeks she was extremely weak and couldn't do the things she loved to do.

This little girl is coming through for her mum and dad. She wants to say hello and tell her daddy she is an angel now, just like he said she always was. She wants to tell him its ok to cry. She sees him at her bedside holding the other part of her blankie.  Let mum see your pain, she is hurting too but you can grief together. Love to you both.

I sense she has recently past within the last couple of years, and that she was buried/cremated with the other half of her blankie. 

I see her putting her hands to her mouth and kissing them and sprinkling her kisses all around for you and mum, repeatedly. Thank you for your time. Just as I am closing off, does cherry blossom mean anything to the message recipient/ recipients? Thank you once again for your time.  I really hope this message resonates with someone, as she has a beautiful energy and a stunning smile.

30/10/2013

 Well last night I had a brief but lovely message, whilst in dream state. It is regarding a lady named Pam ( who I feel may have recently passed over). I am told her husband/ partner is struggling to cope and family, in particular a daughter is very concerned for his welfare, as he is not eating much or looking after himself. The message I have been asked to give this gentleman is not to look at the big picture but just to take each day as it comes, instead of being overwhelmed by a lifetime of grief. Small steps, I am told.

6/10/2013  

 Late last night, I had a young boy aged around 6 appear to me in spirit. He gave me the name of Markus or possibly Marko. He came through wearing a stripy long sleeved top, jeans and trainers. The top was dark green, dark blue, yellow, white and red horizontal stripes.

This little boy has mousy brown hair with a slight wave to it and dark brown eyes. He is fun and energetic but I am told that it hasn’t always been this way. He wants me to say, he can do all the things now that he never used to be able to do mummy because he got tired, like run like the wind. I feel this boy may have suffered from some kind of Immune Deficiency disorder.

The little boy is coming through for his mum. She has recently had a new baby. A girl I believe, to a gentleman who is not the boy’s biological father but who the boy knew and lived with in the family home.

He says mum feels a lot off guilt. She thinks I may feel like they have tried to replace me. I don’t! You are trying to get on with your life and that makes me happy!

He is coming through to say he knows how much you love and miss him. He hears you talking to him and see’s you crying on his pillow.

He makes reference to a Jamie and shows me a blue/violet small flower and makes reference to his funeral. He shows me a white coffin and trees in the cemetery and the sun shining down brightly at his funeral.

He tells me to tell you he knows you were holding his hand in the hospital and you sang him a special poem. He says “that will make mummy smile, I don’t want her to be sad anymore. I love her beautiful smile and I want to see it again!”

Aidan is another name being linked to this child. Again this boy wants me to reiterate to his mum before he leaves how much he loves and misses her and that he wishes her to enjoy her life with her new baby and to stop feeling so guilty over his passing. You did all you could for me when I was here, now enjoy your time with my sister, and smile again!

 Hi everyone, since yesterday afternoon I have had a young man with me! He was a performer in a troupe, for an International Circus, aged around 17/18.

I believe his name was Ronaldo Perrie (or something very similar, please forgive any spelling mistakes).

His greatest love was motorbikes! He tells me he used to practice performing an act with a motorbike (but this was not his act within the circus).

He had a mentor for the motorbike act, a tall man in his 30’s. Unsure if a family member but was a man who worked off scenes within the circus and therefore was classed as circus family, if not blood family (brotherly figure).

He was very proud of his bike and tells me it was custom made. He and the gentleman above had custom made it for his act. They spent hours tinkering away on it. One part in particular he was especially proud off J

He tells me this gentleman was and still is very talented but remains in the shadows, out of the lime light, just the way he likes it. “I was more of the dare devil” he jokes “but look where that got me,” he jests.

He mentions he died during a practice session. Something to do with a rope or a belt.

There is an older  lady, close family I feel but necessarily his mother (aunt perhaps) that feels very guilty and responsible for his death. He says “DON’T!” These words are shouted at me! “ She used to work behind the scenes in the circus, setting up props etc but no longer has anything to do with the circus and this saddens him deeply.

“It was not anyone’s fault. It was merely and accident and my time to go. I lived my life to the full and I’m happy for that. I love you all very dearly.” 

He has a very warm and upbeat lively energy and you can’t help but smile when he is around. I am told this was the same when he was on the earthly plane.

He brought a lot of happiness to those he came in to contact with and that is, why it has been such a blow to everyone that knew him, for him to be lost at such a tender age.

He wants me to remind you all that his journey is still continuing just on a different plane and that one day you will all be reunited but for now to enjoy your life and live it to the full.

He mentions a young girl that he has links with and was close to on the earth plane, (possibly through the troupe act.) He asks to be remembered to her!

 He wants to be remembered for the humorous, fun loving person he always was, with the award winning smile (beautiful pearly white teeth), not through the tragic circumstances that he left this earthly plane with!

 3rd August 2013

 Late last night I had a visit from a nun named Mother Mary Rosa. She wore a blue habit with a pale grey trim. She gave me the number 63. Which I believed was relevant to an age (Maybe hers?). She was very stern and blunt and didn’t mince her words! She was constantly wagging her index finger in my face and flicking my nose. I was aware that she wore false teeth and she came through as she is concerned as she can’t find her beloved spectacles. They have a red rim and she left them by her bible (but they are not there now). Someone special gave/bought her glasses. I believe them to be from the Vatican at that time. She mentions work as a missionary in Africa in her younger days but states she didn’t leave her spectacles there. I was wondering if anyone resonates with this message and may know wear this lady’s beloved spectacles are?

Saturday 13th October 2012

I have just woken up to a lady who has come through as she is worried about a loved one. For sometime now this beloved relative (possibly daughter-in-law or daughter) has had a problem on her mind. The lady coming through is asking me to tell you - its not your problem to solve. Leave it and in time the universe will take care of it!

The lady who has come through has thin, straight grey hair that I feel she was losing due to treatment. She mentioned it didnt bother her 'as who needs looks like a model when you can have brains like Carol Vorderman' and then she gave me one of her wonderful smiles:) She is coming through wearing a light grey or beige brown (sorry can't quite distinguish - possibly more grey) jacket and trousers. She gave me the name Iris and appears frail.

She was quite a stern lady at time but you and her had a special connection that no one really understood and you two never spoke about it. She tells me and remembers you visiting at the hospital and holding her hand. You thought she was asleep but she heard every word you said. She remembered you placing some orange tiger Lily in a vase for her and rearranging them for her at the hospital. She tells me you have 2 children and expecting 1 and she wants you to know that she is around you at every opportunity and she gives me a lovely wide grin (that reveals her false teeth). She is leaving now but once again wants to pass on her love to her family and friends. 

Thursday 26th June 2012

 I’ve had a gentleman with me for the last few days. He keeps singing 'I'm Henry the 8th I am...........'This reminds me of the film ‘Ghost’. He tells me it’s his favourite film. He is in about his forties with brownie/reddish hair with slight bald spot on the top. He had a beard and was a man with a figure like Santa. He is coming through wearing jeans and shows me images of him in a white apron sharpening knives. I sense he was a butcher and lived most of the time on his own. He tells me he liked to tinker on cars and I believe his dad may have been Scottish.

Towards the end, he felt very frustrated as his illness took a hold on him. He has links to York and Lincolnshire and enjoyed listening to heavy metal music. He is coming through as his mum is close to passing over. He wants her to know he will be waiting for her. He has a sister, who is very worried about their mum but he says ‘it’s her time to go.’ I feel they may not have always got on (brother and sister).

18th May 2012

 I have had a gentleman with me for the last couple of days. He is in his 70's and has links to a person named Rita. He has one daughter and two sons. In his early years he was linked to Mansfield.

He is coming across as being confused and I feel this may be to do with how he died. It could be possibly Alzheimer's disease/ Senile dementia or some kind of memory loss that affected him before his passing.

Sam is another name linked to him (possibly a grandchild). He was a keen gardener, especially in his greenhouse (mainly in his greenhouse). He is very proud of his greenhouse. This man wore black, thick rimmed glasses for reading. He has a happy smile. He loved to smile but became very, very confused towards the end. He apologises for not remembering you when you came to visit and says 'you did the right thing!' I'm being shown a field in the country with lots of dandelions clocks - I’m told he used to like playing their lot as a nipper (child). Now I’m being shown lots of imagery of machinery and oil. I believe this is where the gentleman used to work. He mentions the word 'repairer'. I feel this is indicating that he used to mend the machinery not work it. It’s difficult for him to give me a name for himself due to the confusion coming through.

He shows me a care/nursing home and mentions this is where he used to stay not long before his passing. He tells me his 'baby girl still beats herself up that they were forced to sell my home and place me in a nursing home, but they had no other choice. She looked after me good! Now stop blaming yourself and living in the past and enjoy your life with my little Sammy!'

30 April 2012

Last night I had a young man visit me in spirit. He was between 16 and 17 years of age. The names of Tom and Darren (Daz) were important to him. I believe one (possible Daz to be his name) and the other to be his best friend.

He says his gran's name was Elzbeth, not Elizabeth she used to get really annoyed at people calling her Elizabeth. He recalls how his gran used to plait his younger sister hair on a night. Her name was Emily and he showed me that she had fair hair (much lighter than his which was a mousy brown with a wave at the end to about shoulder length). His father never returned home from the war (Gulf war I believe). He used to work with the helicopters so I was told.

This boy has come through as he is concerned for his mum since his passing about a couple of years back. She is finding it hard to cope without him and dad. He says not to blame anyone but himself. He was involved in road incident with a lorry. He was messing about, having a laugh, being the joker he always was and he is sorry for not looking after them and being the man of the house. He mentions that his mum has to let the anger and resentment go. It was no one's fault put his own.  He recalls how scared of the dark his sister used to be when he was around  and how sorry he is for not understanding this or taking the time to reassure her when he was still alive but he watches over her ever night to make sure no harm will ever come. He wants her to know that she is never alone now! There is nothing to be afraid of in the dark!

 I felt a lot of laughs and sorrow come from this boy but most of all he brought through his overwhelming love for his family and friend! I really hope this message finds it rightful owner soon :)

8 February 2011