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The Spirit Whisperer

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The Spirit Whisperer

Listening to the voices beyond this world.
John  Holland
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Feb 18, 2010 at 09:00 AM

An artist named Maury, who’d heard about me from a friend, came to see me for a reading. She wanted to discuss certain areas of her life, and as she sat down, she explained how she’d been feeling that there were a number of different roads springing up in front of her. She asked me if I could give some guidance on the directions that were for her highest good. I don’t really recall the exact moment that things started to happen, but one minute we were talking about her design career, and the next I felt as if something had shifted in the room — and it had. These days with all the years’ experience I have now, I refer to this shift as “the quickening.” It’s hard to explain what happened in simple terms, but it felt a bit like everything was just going a little faster, as though someone had turned up the switch. More significantly, it meant that Maury and I weren’t alone anymore . . . not by a long shot.

As I looked at Maury again, I suddenly noticed that sitting right beside her was an elderly woman with an incredibly warm smile. I saw her there as clear as day. I felt the uncontrollable urge to tell my client immediately, but I didn’t really know the best way of saying it. So I just blurted it out: “Maury, there’s an older woman sitting beside you, and there’s something strange about her clothes — nothing matches. Oh! And yes, she’s keeps talking about a diamond.” Maury let out a scream, I screamed, she hugged me, and I hugged her! I calmed down a bit, reminding myself to take a moment to breathe. I could clearly hear this old woman’s voice in my head. She was relentless, saying the same thing over and over again: “She’ll know who I am. Mention the diamond! Mention the diamond!” This was all so new to me. I’d never done a reading like this before. Of course, as you’d expect, I did exactly as she asked. I just pushed on, and found myself talking so fast that I didn’t even stop to check in with Maury to see how she was reacting to this tidal wave of messages. I didn’t have to wait long though, because all of a sudden she let out a loud gasp for air and just burst into tears. It took me by surprise, and I got up to console her, asking, “So, who is this woman?”

In a broken voice, she said, “John, it’s my Great-aunt Ada, who raised me. She was color blind, yet she insisted on choosing her own clothes. Our family never knew what she’d show up wearing, and this diamond ring I am wearing right now was hers, and she left it to me!” She held out her hand so I could admire the ring that was catching the light in the room perfectly.

Maury continued to tell me how she and Ada had a very strong bond, right up to her death ten years earlier. “She loved me and was always so kind to me. I could always count on her. Even though she’s gone, I have something to remind me of her. I inherited her diamond ring.” Maury sobbed, “I miss her so much.”

I sat there slightly amazed myself, not quite comprehending what had just happened. Was this how it was going to be for the rest of my life? Was this my destiny?

As my client composed herself, we sat down again, and I suggested that we continue our journey together.

“Is she still there?” Maury whispered.

“Yes, she’s here,” I said. “She’s smiling, and she’s asking me to tell you that she’s always close by.” Half an hour later, Maury hugged me once again on the doorstep and left with a huge smile on her face.

I collapsed on the couch. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I lay there and said to myself, Great. First, I have to accept that I’m a psychic with all that goes with that responsibility. Now I’m talking to the dead!

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John  Holland
John Holland is an internationally renowned psychic medium, spiritual teacher, author, and radio host. His public demonstrations provide audiences with a rare glimpse into the fascinating subject of mediumship, which he delivers in his own unique Continue reading