This blog post is for the folks who are coming over from Twitter in search of ways to overcome their sense of loss of a loved one. I myself was devastated by the loss of my dad six years ago. What made things infinitely better for me was being able to talk to him again. You may be scoffing right now, but it is true. After his death, I acquired some psychic abilities and fell into a group of Columbus Ohio psychics that allowed me to accomplish some amazing things in this area. To hopefully give you some comfort, I have reprinted Chapter 6 of my book that describes the first time I was reunited with him. So I encourage you to read it. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain. After you are done, I will direct you to some other blogs on this website where I reconnected with my recently deceased mother-in-law, Mary. I assure you, this is not fiction, and everything here is true. Best of all, the message from the “other side is all good”, there is nothing to worry about:
Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection. Arthur Schopenhauer
I should have marked down the date; I never knew that I would be writing a book. Anyway, it was sometime in the late September of 2009 that I went to the Psychic Medium, Brenda Posani’s house on cloudy afternoon to try to make contact with my dad. After letting me into the house, Brenda guided me to her living room where she sat on her couch and I stepped in a comfortable chair opposite of her. I remember that she did not turn on any lights and so it was a little bit dark. I was to learn in the future the normal process that Brenda goes through when she makes contact with the spirits of the departed. That process is to get some psychic insight into the person that she is doing the reading for. It’s a fascinating routine where she draws out past events and personality traits of her client. She did state some interesting and accurate things about me personally, but I did not write them down or remember them because of what happened next. Brenda was sort of slouching back in her couch, when she said, “Oh my, what an entrance! Your dad just came in the room projecting a very big, strong appearance. He is now sitting here with his legs crossed like this.” Brenda then crossed her legs in that unusual manner that my dad did. He keeps saying to you “good job, good job.” That phrase was one of the last things he told me when I spend time with him when he was on his deathbed in Jacksonville. Brenda then said that my dad kept repeating that he was sorry, so sorry. Tears welled in my eyes as I knew that he was referring to a big battle between my mother and I and how he many times he took my mother’s side. Out loud, I told him that he had nothing to be sorry for now and that it was all right. Through Brenda my dad then revealed, “I want you to know that in life I put on a very confident face, in truth though, I was unconfident and many times unsure of myself. I regret that I put too much emphasis on material things. These things really are unimportant. I should have been putting more emphasis on relationships. Relationships cannot be bought.” My dad then said something that will be addressed in a future chapter. He said “I now know that you had difficult times in your teen years.” To change the mood and to get on to happier subjects, I then asked Brenda to ask my dad if he was responsible for my son Bryan’s recent outbreak of chauvinism. Brenda was smiling as she was silently listening to the response. She told me that my dad laughed and said “Why are you blaming me for this? This is all your fault!” By this time, I was absolutely astounded by this experience and I wanted to write down what my father was saying. I scrambled to Brenda’s kitchen to grab a pen and went back to my chair in the living room. Luckily, I had some paper in my back pocket from an Internet article that I wanted to share with Brenda. I started to scribble furiously on the back of the paper. This is how I was able to capture the details that I am now sharing with you. I then wanted to clear up a mystery that happened after he died. “Hey dad, was that you in the van when I saw your face on Bryan?” “Yes that was me; I wanted you to know that I was around.” Oh my god I thought, I wasn’t imagining things, that incident was real. “God, you scared the crap out of me!” I said. It appears that the scene was then played to Brenda psychically. This vision caused her to chime in, “that incident happened in your garage, right?” I responded yes to her. I then asked my dad if he was doing any flying over there. He responded, “Everyone flies over here.” I asked, “What do you do on the other side?” “I spend a lot of time with you and your brother and sister. I am with you in your office, I watch you work on your computer all day.” (This is true, I do have a home office and I do spend almost all my time on the computer.) Now knowing that my dad spends time with me in my house just like Concetta Bertoldi describes in her book Do Dead People Watch Us Shower?, I wanted to ask him about the things that were going on in my household. During the summer of 2009, Karol and I undertook a major kitchen remodeling; I asked my dad what he thought about the outcome. He responded, “Too much work, it was unnecessary.” In the August of 2009, my family prevailed against me and we purchased a Papillion puppy. My main complaint was that when the kids are in school, I would be alone with the dog when I was trying to work in my office. I asked my dad what he thought about the dog. Brenda received an image from my father and laughed. Brenda said that my dad was pointing his finger to his head like a gun and was pulling the trigger. “Your dad says that the dog is too noisy and irritating. (This was true.) He also says that the dog can see him and that he riles up the dog sometimes just to get him going.” (All of these mannerisms are consistent with my dad during his lifetime.) I then asked my dad what he thought about his grandchildren. He responded that Bryan was kind of intense and that Jani is a princess. He said that Jani feels his presence and that she is very spiritual. He then switched subjects and told me that he was worried about my brother Dave’s smoking habits. (This was something he was always worried about in his life.) I then asked him if he spends any time at his house in Florida. His response surprised me. Brenda started to pound the armrest of her sofa with the flat of her hand and responded for my dad, “Never, never, never. I don’t go where I’m not wanted.” I reassured him that he was very much welcome in my house. My dad then showed a symbol to Brenda of a large tree with all its limbs cut off. Brenda said that this image represented my family and how it was now split since my dad died. (This was certainly true, my wife Karol always prophesied that when my dad died, my family would lose its cohesion and fall apart. She was right.) My dad then made an unusual comment about my mother. He said that she doesn’t spend much time thinking about the future or present, but spends most of her time thinking about the past. I then asked my dad if I could communicate with him during my meditation periods. He told me that he was there except that he couldn’t get close to me because two spirits that he did not know were dominating access to me. He told me to keep the others at bay when meditating and choose him. Brenda then told me that she sensed a spirit named Rollo was hovering close to me during my meditations. My father then told me he was talking to his “Council of Elders” to see if they could arrange a future lifetime where he and I would be twin brothers born in a town somewhere on the seacoast. My dad just loved living by the sea and I was touched that he would want to spend another lifetime with me. Somehow I don’t think the powers in charge would arrange that, it would be too nice of a life. To clear up another mystery, I asked him if he stopped taking his Essiac tea to keep his cancer at bay. He laughed and said that he did know about that but he would take the vitamins that I take in the morning that come in a green bottle with the flowers on the label. Well it just so happens that I do take a supplement in the morning that’s in a green plastic bottle with pink flowers on it. I was to learn in the future that spirits just love to make validating statements in psychic readings that certify that what they are communicating is true. My vitamin supplement bottle was this reading’s validating statement. In the future, I would see validation over and over again in readings. I’m not quite sure how the reading wound down and ended. It had to have lasted at least an hour. After it ended, I was just blown away. It was one of the most important experiences of my life.
If you found the above interesting, you would really like Chapter 20 of my book which is called Father’s Day. This chapter described the special Father’s Day of 2012 when I brought all of my dad’s grandkids to a group reading where he dispensed advice to each grandchild. As a special surprise, my long lost grandparents and deceased cousin Ted also showed up at this very different family reunion. What I am trying to communicate is that the spirits of your lost loved ones are with you a lot. Not all the time, but more than you would imagine. For me, I find a lot of comfort in that, I hope you can too. I encourage you to also check out these blogs as they tell the story of how our family stayed in touch with my wife’s beloved mother just after her death. You can find them here, here and here. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me.