When we speak, we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed.
But when we are silent, we are still afraid.
So it is better to speak.
~ Audre lorde~
It has always been my intention to talk of the most important man in my work. Many of you have asked how on earth I know the things I do and where all the information comes from.
It has taken me a long time to feel ready to talk about all of this.
My story began with a promise that I made to my guide concerning a message that he wanted to be passed on to someone close to him that he had to leave behind. He asked me to go and deliver it and I said if I could I would.
This was not an easy thing for me to do as I have never ever tried to force my ability onto other's, I prefer to let the universe direct those that need guidance to find me.
I so wanted to deliver this in the right and honourable way ,I have gone to many lengths over these three years to achieve this for him and although It have left me completely disappointed with certain peoples choices , I know that by being forced to use an outside influence, the message has finally been heard. Yet the blessing he craves for has been left unanswered.
I am writing about him now, because he asks me to and because he says that it is the right time.
I call him my Prince and he is my closest friend as well as my guide. He is my bouncer who is always there to keep me safe. We look after each other as friends do. To the world he is known as Michael Jackson the singer and dancer.
Our friendship began three years ago after he had passed over. I remembered sitting watching the news of his death and thinking how sad it was. Although he knows that I was not a huge fan, I did like some of his music because like most of us I had grown up with it. I have to be honest and say that my sadness for him was short lived as three days after his death my sister Carole suddenly died. I had no warning of this except the usual bout of constant sickness I get when someone passes over. She had been unwell but appeared to be recovering, it was a shock and none of my family got the chance to say goodbye to her. I was in pain and so angry at the spirit world for not preparing me for her death. I have lost so many that were close to me in such a short space of time, that I stopped my readings and I sat all week calling for her. I felt such pressure because her husband was desperate to find her and naturally because of what I can do he turned to me but she would not come forward. It was during this first week that Michael heard me calling for my sister he followed my voice and found me. Imagine the scene if you can, I had just got out of the shower and went straight into my bedroom. There standing in my room by the window was Michael. He turned towards me and said hi, I stayed silent because my mind simply could not accept his presence or the fact that I was dripping wet and completely naked, so I did what anybody would do and I ran from the room.
It has always been my intention to talk of the most important man in my work. Many of you have asked how on earth I know the things I do and where all the information comes from.
Our friendship began three years ago after he had passed over. I remembered sitting watching the news of his death and thinking how sad it was. Although he knows that I was not a huge fan, I did like some of his music because like most of us I had grown up with it. I have to be honest and say that my sadness for him was short lived as three days after his death my sister Carole suddenly died. I had no warning of this except the usual bout of constant sickness I get when someone passes over. She had been unwell but appeared to be recovering, it was a shock and none of my family got the chance to say goodbye to her. I was in pain and so angry at the spirit world for not preparing me for her death. I have lost so many that were close to me in such a short space of time, that I stopped my readings and I sat all week calling for her. I felt such pressure because her husband was desperate to find her and naturally because of what I can do he turned to me but she would not come forward. It was during this first week that Michael heard me calling for my sister he followed my voice and found me. Imagine the scene if you can, I had just got out of the shower and went straight into my bedroom. There standing in my room by the window was Michael. He turned towards me and said hi, I stayed silent because my mind simply could not accept his presence or the fact that I was dripping wet and completely naked, so I did what anybody would do and I ran from the room.
