DECEMBER 3, 2016
Eleven days later, on Saturday, December 3, 2016, I attended a talk on Mediumship at Sun Camp Spiritualist Church in Tonopah, Arizona. The class started at 7:00 PM and was supposed to last an hour. It lasted for 3 and 1/2 hours.
Two hours into the presentation, the visiting Medium asked for a volunteer to show the class how Mediumship works. I didn’t volunteer, but she looked at me and asked if it would be okay for her to use me as an example. I gladly accepted her offer. She looked at me and then began her demonstration.
She said she started each session by using her “sixth sense” to sense anything that came through. At that point, she said she was “sensing” an older woman that was “in spirit.” She said this woman could be a sister, a mother, a grandmother, a mother-in-law, or an older female. She then described this woman as being short and having a round face. She said that when she was alive, she wore her hair in a bun during the day, but when she let it down at night, it fell to her waist. She asked if she sounded familiar, and I said, “Yes.”
The medium then asked the spirit to identify herself, and the woman on the other side said she was my grandmother. The medium then asked me if she sounded like my grandmother, and once again, I replied with a “Yes.” She then asked the woman if she was on my father’s side or my mother’s side, and the spirit told her that she was my grandmother on my mother’s side. (I already knew that from her description and didn’t remember my father’s mother. My father’s mother had died when I was a baby.)
She then asked my grandmother to confirm it was her by mentioning things I would remember. At that point, my grandmother’s spirit spoke up and said, “Please tell my grandson that I am very proud of him. Out of all my grandchildren, he is the only one who has tried to look deeper into what they preach in church. He is the only one who opened up to understand this moment, and I am so proud of him. Please tell him to continue on this path.” At that point, my lower jaw hit the floor. I could remember my mother and her sister telling me about my grandmother’s “special gifts” when I was much younger.
She continued by saying that my grandfather was also present. She said he was standing beside my grandmother. He was a tall, slender man with a very stern look. He didn’t say a word. He just threw up his hand as if to say hi, and that was it.
She continued by stating that another woman in spirit was coming through as if she were my mother. She asked me if my mother was in spirit. I said, “Yes.” She then described Mom as having an open face, a beautiful smile, and short, curly hair.
She said your mother had stepped up, and the first thing she wants you to know is that you were her “love child.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, but I said okay. Then, the Medium asked me if that made sense. At that point, after thinking about it, I remembered a rumor about my mom supposedly having an affair with my father’s best friend and how I could have possibly been someone else’s son. The medium confirmed that the man who raised me was not my natural father but said my mother did not want to discuss it any further because she didn’t want to “air her laundry” for everyone in the class. She said your mom is now asking for privacy. And at that point, the medium closed the communication and told me to contact her after class.
After the class was over, I reached out to her, and, to make a long story short, I scheduled a follow-up reading with her for the following Friday, December 9, 2016. The session went on for over an hour. (This subject will be revisited again later in my story.)
During this time, I was given more information about my natural father and then learned that my mother’s spirit was still stuck on the earth plane since she was still holding on to some emotional drama that took place during her life. Suddenly, the reading took a different turn, and the medium instructed me to help my mother’s spirit find peace.
I was told to…start by creating a small altar for my Mom that included a small bowl, a candle, and a photograph of her when she was alive on Earth. Then, once a day for 40 days, I would light a candle and place fresh water in the bowl. I would then recite The Lord’s Prayer as I poured the water in the bowl:
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for Thine is the Kingdom, the Power, and the Glory, now and forever. Amen.
I would then continue by thanking my mother for traveling with me and inspiring me on my journey over the last seventeen years, but ask her to go with God, the Angels, the Archangels, Ascended Masters, and Masters of the Light. I would then call in her guides and teachers and ask them to help my Mom move into the Higher Spheres of Light to help her ascend. Then, at the end of each day, empty the water in the glass bowl and pour it down the toilet.
We then finished the reading, and I spent the next several weeks patiently waiting for guidance from my higher self to figure out exactly when I was supposed to begin my 40-day prayer/ceremony. I finally received the guidance I had been waiting for. I began on December 20, 2016. January 10, 2017, was the 17th anniversary of my mother’s passing, and the following day, January 11, was the halfway point of my 40-day prayer ceremony. I paused my ceremony on this day to clear my apartment for a remodel scheduled to start the following morning.
On Wednesday, January 18, 2017, I attended a three-day class on Physical Mediumship, the Scole Experiment, and Trance Mediumship by Robin Hodson. To say this was a life-changing three days would be an understatement. I came away from the classes with an entirely new perspective.
Two days later, on January 24, 2017, I resumed my prayer ceremony for my mother. I completed my prayer ceremony for my mother’s spirit on February 12, 2017. If she were still alive, it would have been her 94th birthday. On Friday, February 17, 2017, I reached a significant milestone; I celebrated the 7th anniversary of when I began the 72 Days of God chapter of my adventure. I never imagined that my journey would have lasted seven years.