Return to the Psychic Highway

This is a sequel to a previous post about attending a John Edward reading event.   Just like the last time, it was just too easy to pass up. Not because I received plenty of signs, but because he was coming to a venue about 20 minutes from my home. No long drives to the city. The planners chose a location out here in the burbs, a quaint town very close by. What were the odds?

I noticed the morning of the event I was so anxious. I do not recall feeling that way the last time I saw him. I got lost on the way there, although I figured out the route ahead of time. I was so over – stimulated that I left a water bottle in the bathroom stall.  Waiting in line to get a seat, I felt so emotionally dysregulated. Feeling as if I wanted to jump out of my skin. This was all so curious. What was the big deal? I was so uncomfortable around the other people. They felt like ” lower energy “. Forgive my judgment but I was not used to being around this crowd. I was not sure if it was the anticipation in myself and others that made it appear that many there were bouncing off the walls. It did not improve once sitting down.

Once John showed up, I felt more focused. He really puts me at ease. I have watched him on TV decades ago so I feel like I know him. But of course I don’t. So here we go…

The event was two hours long and you are encouraged to ask questions. I was not comfortable doing so. Most of my questions were asked by others so I did not have to do a thing. I mostly watched him do his thing. It felt like a masterclass in psychic abilities. I feel quite different energetically than back in 2017 and picked up more information. I thought I took pages of notes, but discovered I had not written that much once returning home.

While I did not get read, I sorta did get read. I picked up on names and details from other readings. At one point he mentioned the name of my cousin and uncle and the state of Florida. He mentioned the man’s cause of death as an  unexpected coronary event. My uncle who lived in Florida died that way. I was crying inside and remembered he had said last time that we can pick up info from audience readings.  ” But he did not say this tonight.” A few seconds later, he then said ” It is a sign from your family to pay attention when you hear details from a different reading in the audience. John wasn’t looking at me but he was speaking to me.

Later he was reading and asked if today was the anniversary of a loved ones passing and the person said yes. That made me wonder what day in May did my grandfather die, the one I was named for? When I got home I went on ancestry.com and discovered he died on May 7th, just two days before the event. Wow!

Another interesting moment was when a woman who was distraught seemed to be depressed. John suggested she seek out a therapist. He then went on to say a Grief Specialist might help. I just received my Advanced Grief Specialist certification about 10 days prior. It was uncanny! I may have not been the only therapist in the crowd, but a very recently credentialed Grief Specialist?

 

 

Takeaways :

Who am I kidding, I have pronounced abilities. Most likely the ascension cycle has amped them up. I cannot talk to dead people for others but I can pick up other information. So why am I surprised?

I picked up on the emotions of those nearby receiving readings. I was quite emotional at times. I felt like I was holding space for some of them.

He shared some tips that might be beneficial for my clients and that is very helpful.

I think I was not ready to be read, either not in this format or not at this time. I am a very private person and do not know if I have the bandwidth to do this in a group.

On the ride home I was reminded of one of the ways I get signs. So I set an intention to hear a song on the radio about connecting with those who passed. About halfway home, the song came on. It is one I have not heard on the radio in a very long time. It was so on point.

 

 

 

Before I wrap up, here are a more few pictures from my recent trip to Woodmere Art Museum. It was a gorgeous Spring day, full of beauty inside and out.

 

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