When it comes to doing a discernment for someone I have a couple of rules. One of them is I’m not to know who the sitter is hoping to reconnect with. If they tell me, they’re “disqualified” from receiving a reading.
The second is that once you receive a discernment, you cannot come back for another for at least a year. Why is that? Well, in all honesty, I’d prefer that once a person has come to see me that they never come back! After all, if I did my job right the first time, you’d know that death does not end life, love or relationships. Of course, there are exceptions to the rule.
When Stacy came to my office at my home in June, she told me that she had seen me at a group event [less than 500 people] a year and a half before. “Unfortunately, due to the size of the group you weren’t able to spend much time with me, but you brought my mother through that night. Even though you only spent a few minutes with me I knew it was her because you had her mannerisms, and even the way she said things, down pat.”
It wasn’t her mother who came through for her during this session, it was her older brother. The following are excerpts from the discernment.
“I have a male here who making me feel that you two are close. He’s hugging you and smiling as a matter of fact. He’s claiming to be your older brother. Does that make sense? You lost your older brother?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my God, he’s telling me you’re the only one left. Is that true?”
“Yes.”
“He passed after your mother, who passed after your father.”
“Yes.”
“You’re all alone so to speak, and I say that because your brother’s telling me that you’re married.”
“Yes, I’m married.”
“Your brother wants me to tell you to quit apologizing. He says he’s the one who needs to apologize to you for leaving you alone. Do you understand this?”
“Yes. But I need to apologize to him.”
“He’s motioning with his hands (I demonstrate her what I’m seeing). When I see this, the person is taking responsibility for their passing. Now, he’s talking about alcohol. Was he an alcoholic? My head is really fuzzy, and I’m feeling woozy.”
“Yes, he was an alcoholic.”
“I want to say that drinking is what caused him to lose his life.”
“Yes.”
“In a very real way, he wanted to die … to commit suicide. He makes me feel like he took your mother’s passing very hard.”
“He did.”
“Well, she was there to meet him when he died, along with your father to cross him over. He wants you to know he’s okay. He’s also telling me you’re still his guardian angel. Does that make sense?”
This hit home because for the first time during the session Stacy openly wept. “I used to take care of him. When I’d take him to the hospital he’d thank my husband for letting him ‘borrow’ me and he’d say that I was his ‘angel.'”
“Wait a minute, he’s telling me you wrote him an apology letter, but it was an e-mail? Does that make sense?”
“I did! Just last night! I wrote him an e-mail telling him how sorry I was I wasn’t there for him when he died.”
“Well, he’s telling me you’re always apologizing to him. I mean always.”
“I do apologize to him all of the time! I wasn’t there in time to save him. I keep thinking, ‘If only I had gotten to him sooner, he wouldn’t have died.'”
“He wants you to know he wanted to die. There’s nothing you could have done. He gave up. He wanted to be with your mother and father, and now he is. He’s making peace with his life, and he wants to make peace with you. Praying for him will help him do that.
Someday, you’ll be a family again. You and your husband, and his family … you’ll all be together again.”
“Really? Do you really think that we’ll all be together again?” she asked, smiling through her tears.
“Personally?” I said, “I know you will. I promise you that you’ll all be together again one day. Keep praying for them until that day.”
A few weeks later I received a card with the following written in it –
Dear Anthony,
I am so sorry this is so late. I met with you … (at your home). You made contact with my Mom, Brother, and briefly with my father.
Thank you so much for sharing your gift with the world. I had been so upset @ my brother’s passing because I felt I should have gotten him to the hospital before he died. Your gift made me realize that he is at peace and that I would not have been able to change the outcome.
I am still grieving my losses but I now have peace knowing my family is together on the Other Side.
Thank you again for the comfort.
May God Bless You Everyday!
Stacy (I’m withholding her last name)
Death does not end life, love, or relationships. If you’ve lost someone you loved, you will see him or her again. I promise.
I feel your peace.
Anthony
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