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With Love From Above!
She spent six weeks in a hospital and a nursing home, in and out of consciousness and in and out of constant pain. No one really knows exactly what was wrong with her except that she had heart trouble and breathing problems complicated by pneumonia. Most of the time she was conscious, she had to concentrate on breathing so much, she couldn't speak. Yet her spirit was always there. I got so tickled when she would muster the strength to wink at me or to say, "Hello Doll", to my Dad, while she puckered her lips for a kiss. She never missed a beat, my Aunt Bobbie. She had little things she always said to us. Mine was, "Hello beautiful!" She always called my sister, "Child". She is sorely missed. Our experience being with her as she was being prepared to cross over will always remain with me. Though I wasn't present for any of what I call, "the good stuff", I relish the stories about when she would wake suddenly and say things like, "Did you see that light? So bright, so bright!" One night she woke and told my cousins that she'd just been with her mother and she excitedly said, "and I didn't know the LORD would be there too!" What beautiful confirmation that love waits for us on the other side! If we are honest with ourselves, we all know our loved ones who have passed do live on, but it certainly is a Blessing when we have experiences such as these. My mother reports that the day before she died, the angels came and filled the room. Everyone present actually FELT their presence. (My cousin's little dogs went a step further by following them all around. Animals are hyper sensitive to the supernatural.) Yet with all of this beauty and knowledge that she was going somewhere heavenly, it was horrible having her leave us. She has left a void in our family that will just never be filled. A couple of weeks ago I received an email from a friend who owns my favorite angel store. It simply said they were have a spiritual medium by the name of Daniel Ledford come in to do a group reading. Without a thought, I was on the phone scheduling myself in. I had no expectations other than my spirits being lifted by the joy of others. I enjoy watching mediumship and so for me, whatever happened, it was going to be a fun evening. Still in the back of my mind I hoped for a few loving words from my family above. I never expected nor even dreamed of what was to happen... On the way to the store that evening, I was having mixed emotions. I knew beyond a doubt that I was to BE there for the readings, but I wasn't sure why. As a reader, myself, I felt it would just be a nice change and sort of a learning experience. Yet, something in my heart kept speaking to my loved ones on the other side, almost begging them to come through Daniel to speak to me. I needed to hear from them in an almost desperate way. I had been feeling sad about my Aunt, but mostly just disconnected and lonely. As I stepped into the reading room, there was a large rectangular table. Three others had all ready arrived and were seated on the opposite side of the room. It was easy to see they were a mother and two daughters. I decided to sit at the end of the table furthest from Daniel yet right across from him. Soon enough, the three other expected guests arrived and we settled in to listen to Daniel tell us how he got into mediumship and what to expect. During a group reading, it's any one's game, meaning the spirit is the one who gets to choose with whom to speak. Daniel is gifted enough to be able to point either to the person he is receiving a message for or in the general direction of the person. Daniel pointed his fingers in the general direction of the lady to my right and I. As he began, I felt chills running through me especially when the first words he spoke were, "I have a lady here. Did you recently buy something that belonged to her? The "sitter" (woman to whom he addressed his question), had a blank stare. I felt I knew what this was about but I kept quiet. One of my Aunt's children is being so stubborn about dividing her things, they are about to be taken to an auction house so each of her siblings will have to BUY her estate piece by piece. It's a tragedy and something I'm certain my Aunt would be against. Further he went on to say, "Who is the accountant". Again a blank stare from the sitter. (I wanted to scream out, "ME ME, I'm the accountant!". I was polite and stayed quiet.) "Who is Alexis?" "ACK!!....I am Alexis!!!" Still I sat quietly until he started in with my cousin Patrick. First he said to the women on my left, "South End, I'm being shown the south end" and they tried to make it fit but I knew it didn't. (Patrick was my Aunt's son, and Dr at the Southend Medical clinic) I just listened. Later he repeated it and then asked if this person died with some type of trauma to the head (yes he did)...did he have surgery just before he died, (yes again)....Who was Sarah? (Sarah is his beloved daughter)...Then he spoke about his dream car and how he'd gotten that car just before this happened. Yes, it was a Mazda RX7, black. He was so proud of it. I hadn't thought of that for years...Finally, I raised my hand to tell the room that I was very sorry but every word he'd said was meant for me. It even astounded Daniel. Sparing you ALL of the details, from that moment on, every word came from Patrick and that made sense to me. I'm sure it will sound strange, but I became very close to my cousin Patrick AFTER his death. He would come to me in dreams and ask my help with the family and we would work on projects together etc. I would receive signs of his presence and at times, I even felt him in the room with me. Yet, for whatever reason, I'd let my connection to him close up and when it did, I became angry with him for not speaking to me any more. Truly though, it was I, who stopped talking to him and lately I missed him beyond anyone's comprehension. I wanted to hear from him so very much it literally hurt. But I spoke of this to no one. To my astonishment he'd been with me all along. Through Daniel he related he'd even seen the fall I'd taken down my front stairs where I'd skinned my right knee, ripped my pants and cried like an infant. I had not shared this incident with anyone; yet Daniel even received that it was a "right knee injury". Further, he mentioned the word, "fires" which meant he was watching and knew that I am a fire-bug. I make a fire in my fireplace almost every night and sometimes they get so big it's a little scary. This was Pat reminding me to be careful, but that he was amused. He went on and on with little things no one else on the planet knew. Tears welled up in my eyes. As I sat there astonished I began to pray, "Please Patrick, I beg of you...do you still love me? Please tell me you still love me despite everything that's happened?" As I was praying Daniel almost stood up and I could see the warmth in his face as he looked at me and said, "This man has so much love, SO much love for you....I've never felt such enormous love". With that I burst into tears. It was all I'd needed. And then something else....Daniel raised his hand to point at me and he said, "this person wants you to know that you have too much FEAR surrounding you with regard to your career change. You will have a new career and don't be afraid, because he is with you, guiding you. Then he said the career would be in healthcare and in teaching. This is my dream. After this there was more confirmation from my Granddad Rodgers, even the street on which he'd lived. Daniel told me Bardstown and when I got home I discovered yes, he lived on Bardstown Road. DUH. This is why it's important to take a pen and notepad OR tape recorder to any reading you may have. What doesn't make sense at the time, very often DOES make perfect sense later. Two hours later, I left that room feeling the relatives I'd most wanted assurance from; my cousin Patrick, My Aunt Bobbie and my Granddad Rodgers ALL had come through with such a clarity and with such conviction, I knew my life was about to change. And it has! Every day since has been a new day for me. I know my family in heaven loves me but better still, I know they are watching me each and every day. They are aware of what's happening in my life...even silly falls and great big fires in the fireplace. They even mentioned my daughter having graduated and I know they were there. They see the big AND the small details of our lives and they continue to love us through our pain and heart ache. So this is me reminding each of you that no matter what is going on in your life at present, not only do you have the angels watching over you, but you have the love of your relatives and other loved ones as well. God allows them to step in and help us in times of need. They visit us when we are low and leave us signs to lift us up. They visit when we are happier than ever as well. Why? Because love is binding. Love is enduring. Love transcends all. Love is the only thing that is real. You don't need a mediumship reader to confirm this for you, simply lift your hands to the heavens and ask your loved ones for whatever you need. I promise you miracles and enormous love from above. If you are interested in having a telephone reading with my newest dearest friend Daniel, you may email him at drledford93@yahoo.com to inquire. I believe his fees are $50.00 for one hour for one person and $75.00 an hour for two. (As you know, I would never recommend someone unless I know he's real and he's honest. Daniel is all of this and more!) Just tell him Alexis from Trinity Angels sent you! |
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