Reach a Happy Medium
by Julia Mary, Psychic Medium
January, 2012
Do the spirits ever contact you when you are not doing a reading? Yes, all
the time. They are not as easy to tune
out as you might think. Crying babies, complaining teenagers, barking
dogs—those are easy to ignore. A
persistent spirit..not so much! I was
reminded that I am never really “off duty” from my job a few weeks ago while
attending a Victorian Christmas Tea.
My dear friend and
fellow Beacon Columnist Sue had invited me. Going to a formal tea was an item on my Bucket
List. Sue reserved a table for ten, and insisted that everyone in our group wear
a hat. (She’s a bit bossy) How fun this sounded—a day off of work, a reason to
buy a new hat, an occasion to get dressed up, and an excuse to eat
pastries.
The tea was held at The
New Haven Train Depot. I was expecting the depot to be old fashioned and full
of charm, and I wasn’t disappointed.
From the twinkling Christmas tree and cozy fire to the set exquisite
china and beautiful linens, I was transformed back in time to Victorian
England. We were even greeted by a man wearing a conductor’s hat. (He must have received the “mandatory hat” instructions
from Sue as well.)
As soon as I sat down,
the spell was broken. I heard a voice in my head saying “Tell her that HENRY is
here.” I was no longer the high society
socialite meeting the ladies for a leisurely tea. I was a psychic medium being
pestered by someone’s deceased relative. “Tell her that HENRY is here” I tried to shake off the voice and eat a
strawberry. I didn’t want to do a reading, I wanted to eat finger sandwiches. “Tell
her HENRY is here”. So I turned to the
two women at the end of table who were strangers to me and I said, “Do any of
you know a HENRY who has passed?” The
women named Terry Jo said, “Henry was my grandpa.” I said, “Well, he is here and he wants to
tell you he is blessing the baby who was just born on September 24th.” She looked a bit startled. (Probably because
everyone else was talking about Christmas shopping, and she was talking to her
dead grandpa). I apologized for
interrupting her lunch. I was done delivering messages, but Henry wasn’t. So I blurted out “ He wants you to go to Iowa
and visit your grandson Connor” By this
time the table had become silent and all eyes were on me. I finished by saying,
“Grandpa wishes people would call you by your real name, Theresa Joan instead
of Terri Jo, and he is watching over your daughter Robin who is in law
enforcement” Sue smiled and explained “Julia
sees Dead People.” I smiled and said, “Could someone please pass the chocolate
eclairs?
I was not contacted by
any more spirits that afternoon, although I saw few of them during a slideshow
presented by the Save Our Depot Organization. Among the images of the old school,
library, and historical buildings were many ghostly figures. I pointed these out, much to the annoyance of
Al the narrator. I guess he couldn’t see
them as clearly as I could. Sometimes you have to look very closely to see
them. Sometimes you have to be very quiet to hear them. And sometimes they show
up, uninvited to an afternoon tea.
Reach a Happy Medium
by Julia Mary, Psychic Medium
February, 2012
“Do the spirits watch the Super Bowl?” If Grandpa was a football fan when he was alive, he’s still a football fan. He’ll be in Indianapolis cheering for his favorite team (maybe it will be the Lions someday—hey we dream, can’t we).
From my experience, the essence of a person does not alter too much once they have crossed over. Whether a person died two days ago or 22 years ago, their personality stays the same. If they were outspoken and quick tempered in life, they remain that way in spirit.
An early morning reading I had with Dani is a good example of this. She had barely sat down and..WHAM..Her brother who passed 6 years ago immediately came through. I saw his bright red aura and his energy was extremely powerful. His first message was loud and fast. He said, “Dani, when are you going to dump that no good lazy SOB husband of yours?” Dani was delighted because she knew these words were coming from her brother who always referred to her husband as a “lazy SOB.” The rest of the messages were peppered with a few off-color remarks. He ended by saying to his sister, “Hey, I ain’t become no Mother Theresa over here.”
But what about a person who passes after a long illness? Their psychical body may have become weak, but their spirit still reflects their essence. Monica came to me to try and connect with her father who passed from Alzheimer’s Disease many years ago. His energy was a vivid blue and very easy to understand. He said that he heard everything Monica said to him and was sorry he could not respond. He wanted her to know that he was glad to be able to enjoy golf again, but he wasn’t too pleased about the Tiger Woods scandal. In short, her dad is no longer a confused, bed-ridden patient—he is happy, articulate, active, and improving his golf game.
It’s good to remember this when choosing which loved one you want to re-connect with. If your mom was a nurturing, warm, and understanding person, you should pray to her when you need comforting and she will help to wipe your tears away. If your grandpa was a highly decorated military man, pray to him if you are afraid to ask your boss for a raise—he will give you the courage.
Maybe you are unclear about the temperament of your relatives who have crossed. If this is the case, then turn to the numerous saints and angels. Because of their incredible history, each one has attributes to help whatever you need. If you just adopted a new puppy, develop a relationship with the Archangel Ariel. Ariel is the angel who protects the animals. The ice fishermen who sit in their shanty hoping for a lake trout can pray to St. Andrew, the Saint for Fisherman. Maybe Octomom Nadya Suleman prayed to St. Gerard (Saint for Motherhood/fertility) and conceived her octuplets.
So on February 5th, if you want to know what team to lay down your hard earned cash on, pray to Saint Vince Lombardi. He may not give you the answer, but he’ll appreciate the honor of being thought of as a saint.
