Wednesday, February 15, 2012

The Spiritualist and the Psychic Part 3 (2/10/12)

Nancy says that after her father died her son, who was 3 or 4 at the time walked up to her while she was folding laundry. He looked right up at Nancy put his hands on his hips and said, “You know what?” “Nancy was a little distracted, but responded back, “What?” Then he said with a very matter-of-fact tone, “Nonno isn’t sad anymore and he’s in the clouds dancing with grandma.” Then he turned and sauntered off.

Nancy says that her son Jeff has said some surprising things to her like that as a child. She said that she and her husband had tried for years to have kids. She kept having miscarriages and eventually gave up. Nancy was Jeff’s god-mother. When Jeff’s parents died in a car accident, Nancy adopted him as her own son. One day while she was sitting with him on the couch he looked up at her with his big brown eyes and said, “I tried so many times to get here. I kept trying to find you and get to you. It took so long.” It’s pretty remarkable that boy that young would understand notions of reincarnation let alone come up with them on his own. He had not been exposed to the concept by his parents and Nancy sheltered him from her psychic friend and her notions of spirituality for fear that he would be too young to understand them and he would wind up spiritually confused.

Nancy says loss gives gifts. Loss gives you knowledge of true spiritual reunions with loved ones to come. It allows you to appreciate present life and know what really matters. She says isolation withers the soul. We need other people and souls need to come together. They gather strength from each other. Nancy says: never act like you know everything, but always believe you have the tools to achieve knowledge.

Sheila mentions a story of a boy she met in high school who was an atheist. She told him, “All things come from God”. He said he didn’t know if that was true. Later in life that boy grew up, got married, and had kids of his own. Although he was a lawyer he still liked hanging out with Sheila, even though she was more open about being psychic at that point. Sheila says that despite his loving family and his successful career she could tell he wasn’t happy. She says that his soul was “buried” and he was afraid of showing it and connecting to it because he didn’t want to take on the responsibility of holding himself accountable to it. He feared God and what developing his soul would imply.

Sheila told his wife that she could see his light fading. A year later he was diagnosed with cancer. It was then that he decided, gee maybe I should look into this whole soul thing. Sheila was kind of pissed that it was only because he was dying that he suddenly decided to take an interest in his soul even tough he had ignored her discussions about it for years.

When he was in the hospital struggling with the pain he asked Sheila what he should do to “crossover”. She knew he had enjoyed being an airplane pilot, so she told him: Imagine you are on a runway gaining speed and preparing to take off. Take 3 deep breaths and then feel yourself become uplifted to the light. An hour later Sheila got a call from his wife saying he had passed away. She said he took three deep breaths and then was gone.

From what I can see and read of Nancy at this point, she reminds me a lot of Sheila’s lawyer friend. Nancy is wealthy, but she isn’t happy. She tries to be, but she isn’t. She seems afraid. She is spiritual and gathers strength from that, but only to put up her shield. Pisces don’t really have shields –Cancers do. They have shells they hide in. Scorpio also has its stingers and its hard outer shell. But Pisces is just a fish. Nancy mentions enjoying being silly and acting like a little kid. She also seems more entrenched by her guarded feelings. I think she’s a skeptical Cancer. She might be a Scorpio, but she has no desire or confidence for business. She isn’t that mentally focused. It’s emotions and spirituality. I blame her second husband. He was a Leo. Leos are wayyyyy too emotionally focused.

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