Beth, words cannot convey the love and gratitude I feel for your reading. I will always miss my love, but the reading has given me so much peace, contentment, and much to hold on to, as I transition into my new life. You are absolutely amazing, you have a beautiful gift. You were spot on in so very many ways, many of which are not written here, as they are too personal to share in this forum. Just for the record, I’ve been agnostic, and a hopeful skeptic, for my entire adult life. Below, is a sampling of some of the things we spoke of in the reading, so others might be able to see how amazing a reading can be. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. Dee
I lost the love of my life, Mike, six months ago, unexpectedly. As it is for all of us who have lost a loved one, it has been a very difficult time, and it seemed there would never be any peace in my life again. It just felt like there was a big, gaping hole, where my heart used to reside. Just when I thought I might get through a day without falling apart, I would lose it all over again. How could he be gone? It was just impossible for me to wrap my head around. I had found Beth online.It was a “Best Psychics in the Atlanta area” website. She had lots of reviews, and they were excellent. So I started thinking about coming to her for a validation reading. It could be a phone reading, she says on her website, I didn’t need to come to in person. I really didn’t like this idea, because I had friends who had phone readings that were so bland they could fit anyone. But she insisted it was all right, and since it would have been a few hours drive for me, I decided to trust what she said. I have been waiting a few weeks, for this reading. In the meantime, I discussed it with Mike, over and over; telling him the reading was coming up, and I need validation he really does still exist, because I was having a hard time with losing him, and with understanding God, without some kind of validation that all was well. There were only 3 options the way I saw it. Either Mike still existed and there is a God, Mike didn’t exist, and there was no God, or Mike existed and wasn’t permitted to communicate with me for some reason.I was hoping for something concrete. Something NOT like “watch for butterflies, and know i’m with you”. I asked him to put on his “spiritual executive suit”, and plan our meeting. List bullets. Since it was only a 30 minute reading, he had to be quick and concise! I also made a list of FIFTY bullets he could use, that would convince me I was really hearing from him. But I told him knowing him, he wouldn’t especially like being bossed around, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he came up with his own ideas. And if he was going to, they better be as good, or better!!! This reading was totally for validation. That was my premise, and I let him know how important it was to me. I probably layed it on a little too thick, but I just wanted to be sure – lol.. he knows me, and knows I’m not normally so bossy, so I wasn’t too worried about being over the top. I just wanted to be sure my message got through! Okay, cut to chase. The morning finally arrives. I am filled with such anticipation and so very worried he won’t come through. I am a very hopeful skeptic, but not about to be bowled over by any thing lukewarm. Beth is the sweetest most calming woman, with a wonderful way about her. You are immediately soothed on hearing her voice. The way she works it is, since there are often more than one soul waiting to communicate, she describes them physically, first. She said there were several waiting, but the man at the front, was tall, handsome, had dark hair starting to gray, and light colored eyes. He came through as a gentleman, a gentle soul. This description fit my Mike to a T. Then she always talks about how they passed. She said she was seeing a lung/breathing problem, followed by something with the blood, followed by full organ breakdown. This was a validation. He first had to go on ventiliation because he couldn’t breath, then was fighting sepsis, then the kidneys, heart, and full organ shut-down. She said he didn’t suffer. She was spot on with this description. So, next thing out of her mouth is, “Dee, I have to tell you, he is looking at me, with a sh– eating grin on his face, dangling a bunch of keys… do you know what that means?? Third validation. The reason for that, is the following two stories: I had lost my keys the day after Mike passed. I looked everywhere for them. Finally figured out the next day, that I had accidentally thrown them in the garbage. My roomate had already taken the garbage out, and it was at the curb. I ran out to check for them, but the garbage man had already picked up the garbage. All my keys gone. Second story was, that we used to play this silly game in the car. When we would go somewhere, being the gentleman he was, he would open my car door for me, and get me settled in. As he walked around the car to get in his side, ju-u-u-ust as he went to open his door, I would lock it, from the inside of the car. He would use his electronic key to unlock it, but I’d lock it right away again. Back and forth we’d go, working ourselves into total hysterics sometimes. It was so stupid… but you know how these things go. So, I’d finally let him in, and he’d give me this look and sigh, as he put on his seatbelt. We did this our entire time together. Just one of those silly things. I have a photo of him, giving me that “look” as he puts on his seatbelt. It is one of my most precious posessions.. So, you see, him holding up those keys with a mischevious look on his face, was a slam dunk. I still burst into laughter and tears when I relive that moment. Then Beth gave another slam dunk validation that is too personal to put here. But it too, was a double validation. I didn’t even tell Beth it had two meanings, because, well – it was too personal, and it was Mike’s story. Perhaps she knows, as she is a psychic, but we didn’t go there. I just validated my half, and boy did we have a good laugh over it! He made sure some of the validations were not possible for anyone to know but the two of us! Then he told her that I constantly ask him, if reincarnation “does” exist, would he wait for me, and not come back til I was with him there. He said “You bet your ass I will wait! I will be the first one waiting in line to see you”. He says we will share our next lifetime, and that we will meet when we are young – as children or teenagers, and that we will marry, and that we will have lots of kids. What a beautiful thing to hear, and a definite validation, because that is what I have been asking him since his passing – to please wait for me.. and we had discussed quite a few times how we wish we had found each other when we were younger, so we could have had a family together. It all fit. He knew I was at the hospital, and he heard everything I said to him. I was glad to know this, as he was so ill and in an induced coma. I didn’t have time to say much before the nurse told me to leave his side, as he was fighting with every fiber of his being, for his life. He said he left his body halfway between when he was put on the ventilator, and when his heart stopped. That was important for me to know, because around that time, he came to me in a dream, while I was sleeping on the cot in his hospital room. He was just there in front of me, and said “You know, I really do love you..” and then he faded away. Immediately after that, the nurse woke me and said I should call the family right away, as he was failing fast. Then Beth asked me if i was a manager, because he was telling her I should be one, because I do all the work of a manager anyway. Well, that is exactly what he used to tell me all the time. At least once a month for years. Another spot on validation. I told her we still disagree on that one.. So, as you might guess, I’ve been doing a lot of crying these last months. When I pass by a mirror and see my mottled face, I would kind of apologize to him for looking so old and awful and teary all the time. I was sure if he could see me, it would be hard for him to see that all the time. The next thing out of her mouth is, that Mike says I look adorable when I cry… now, at first glance, that might not seem like much, but it is SO Mike to say something soothing, that will not make me feel bad, and will let me know it’s okay, and he does see me crying. A very, very Mike thing to say. I took that as another validation. Then, she said he was showing himself driving a small yellow stick-shift car. I took that to be a reflection of our conversations about how i used to have a buttercream yellow mini cooper and that it was stick shift, and he had heard me bemoan the fact I didn’t bring it with me when i had divorced. A possible validation. But when i talked to his daughter, she said that when she was little, he had a little yellow sportscar, and they used to go for long drives just for the fun of it. And it was stick shift. So, two possible validations. She asked me if I had a necklace from him. I said yes, waiting for her to describe it. She didn’t elaborate, but asked me if i held it in my hand all the time. I do. I hold the two pendants while it’s still around my neck when i am reading, or watching t.v. But the topper was, she then said “Is it musical or something? He’s saying it makes a sound… When he wore it (it was his before mine), and we were snuggling, I used to rub the two parts of it together. I told him it was a soothing sound, because I rubbed them together at a time when we were happy and cuddling. I used to do it all the time. Another validation. Now who in the world, would ask if a necklace made a sound, without prompting from the other side?? She said he twice showed her Ireland. Well, he is Irish, and I always called him “My Bonnie Lad”. Validation. He said he read the letter I wrote him. Well, I’ve been writing one continuous letter since he died – three jounals at last count. We had a good laugh over that one. She asked if there was a possible California connection. I said yes, he traveled there often, and loved it there. She asked if he was possibly a pilot, because he kept showing her a plane in conjunction with California. Well yeah, he flew there all the time.. validation. Beth said there was a smaller, lean man standing next to him, with dark hair and dark eyes. The description fit my Dad exactly. She said he was throwing me kisses, and telling me he loved me so much, and then put his arm around my shoulder. Now, I had told Mike before the reading; and had talked to my dad and everyone else on the other side, to tell them that though I would love to communicate with them all, that this visit was about me and Mike, so short would be best, and we could talk another time. So what dad did, fit perfectly. I had not told Beth I wanted to keep anyone else out of the picture. No one else came through to talk, but she said there were quite a few others in the background.. she also said dad was happy to tell her that I look just like him, which I do. Mike said he comes to me in dreams. He has come to me, quite often in my dreams, but these last two weeks, nothing. He said he does, but I don’t always remember when I wake up. Then she asked if i had any questions, which of course i did. I said we were on this spiritual journey together, and promised each other that if one of us passed, we would contact the other, to tell them about God. Through Beth, he said, “God is beautiful, just love, God is love, God is the universe. God is not separate from anyone. He is the same here he’s saying, as he is there. He is in you the same as he is in me. The Buddhist and the Catholic and the religion.. he’s shaking his head and he’s saying there is no such THING here, – in their world there is no such thing. Man invented these things. Exactly what I needed to hear, and what I had been waiting for these last months. Beth says on her webpage, that hearing from the other side is sometimes fuzzy, and she might only get parts of what they are trying to convey, but much will come through crystal clear. She wasn’t kidding about the crystal clear part! I hope this portion of my experience gives hope and solice to someone who has lost a loved one. I feel the best way I can honor my Mike, is by passing on all the love he gave to me, to others. That’s after all, what it’s all about.
