A couple of days before my Psychic Awareness and Healing Energy Workshop in March of 09, I received an email from a woman named Cynthia. She said she had heard about me through a local metaphysical group and wanted to know if there was room for her to attend. I wrote back and told her there would be plenty of room at the spiritual center and we would see her there. That was pretty much all I knew about her, her name, how she had heard about me and her email address.
It was a small crowd that day. Everyone there had either taken my class, heard my lecture, or had a reading and healing session with me. Except for Cynthia. She walked in and I introduced myself knowing it had to be her because I knew everyone else there. She looked terribly depressed and seemed to be in pain. I could see it in her eyes and her face and in her entire body.
Through my lecture and questions and answers she sat there and listened. Then I asked if anyone wanted a healing session to see if they could feel this Healing Light Energy vibration. Cynthia got up from the bench and walked to a chair at the front of the room. She said, "I have to be honest with you, I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't even know what I believe in anymore". I'm always skeptical. I understood. She looked like she had been in pain for a long time. Not just physical pain but emotional pain as well. If someone needed a miracle that day, it was her.
Donna, who had been working with me on energy channeling put her hands on Cynthia's shoulders. I said, "Can you feel that? No, I don't feel anything" she said. So I walked over to her, "Let me try" I put my hands on her shoulders, "Can you feel this energy coming through to you? It's really strong!" "No, not yet" she said.
A few seconds later, there was a presence to the right of me. A very strong presence. He said "This is Bert" "Tell her it's Bert" and then I saw an image of Bert from Sesame Street in my mind. I leaned down and looked at her and said "Who is Bert?" She put her head in her hands and started crying. "Oh my God, that's my Dad!" and she repeated it a couple times.
Everyone in the room just sat there as I looked around at them and then several of us started tearing up too. I said, "I think I know why you came here now, don't you?" She said "He's been dead for a very long time and that was his nickname! I can't believe that! I can't believe it! You could never have known his name! He and I always argued about religion and spirituality."
After we all calmed down, she and I had a little time to talk. She had been having a real spiritual crisis along with pain from fibromyalgia and had been very depressed. It was obvious that Bert came in to let her know he was around and watching out for her and everything was going to get better. He told me to tell her several things about his religious beliefs while he had been here and how he had gained instant spiritual knowledge when he crossed over. She verified to me it all made complete sense.
A few months later, we talked again and I asked her how she was doing. She said after that day, she was just fine spiritually. It had healed something inside her and brought her a lot of comfort. She had also been meditating and feeling energy come in.
A while after that we met in town to listen to a drum circle in the park. She looked like a different person, happier and more at peace with her life and the future possiblities. It is a real miracle to me everytime I am able to hear and feel the other side and repeat what they are telling me, and it was a miracle for Cynthia who needed one so much that day.