"I Really want that."
I was doing psychic readings in a bookstore in Hackensack, NJ in the late 1990's when a woman walked in and sat down at my table. She seemed lovely though a bit pre-occupied. Her mind kept wondering.
I proceeded to read for her and things got a bit funny. I kept smelling the most delicious BLT sandwhich I had ever smelled in my life. It was wonderful but only one problem... There wasn't any food around.
No luncheonette. No Snack bar. Nothing.
As I read I can remember that I finally stopped and said "Where is that smell coming from." My thoughts were that she also could smell that sandwich. "What smell?" she asked quite innocently.
"That BLT. It smells heavenly." With this, she started laughing, well, once she got over the shock and the stunned look dissapeared from her eyes. I asked what was so funny and she blurted out...
"I have wanted a BLT all day. It was either get this reading or get the BLT. I wanted it so bad I could taste it and it's all that's on my mind."
She wanted it so badly that I was able to smell it. The delicious smell of that BLT was communicated into my mind through the reading.
* Another time, reading for a woman in a mall, the sound of violins came through accompanied by a piano. I heard it so loud and clear that I thought they were in the mall section with us. Turns out that the woman had studied both violin and piano extensively as a child until she was about twenty years old and her talents for both came through during her reading. The funniest things pop up and I never know what will happen during a reading.
Dad's message from Beyond the grave.
Dad passed in front of mom, me and my son, niece and nephew. Traumatic for us all. After this the three kids all shut down in a different way for what seemed like forever and they never were the same.
A couple of months went by and it was mom and I against the world. We did everything that needed to be done including dad's chores with a big difference. There was absolutely No Help from three young adults. Twenty-three, eighteen and seventeen and no real help and lots of aggravation. It was hard just to get someone to take the garbage out.
Those who have passed over do see us and our struggles. Dad must have been Very upset over their unwillingness to assist however he was able just as in life to get the message across. He had a friend who was equally talented in the psychic communication department and they practiced sending messages to each other regularly. With much success I might add.
Well, one night I had a dream that I was out by the patio/pond area next to the driveway.
Dad pulled into the driveway and backed up the hearse he was driving to the patio. He got out of the hearse very upset and proceeded to pull his coffin out of the hearse and land it on the patio. I knew it was his coffin because it was still draped with the American flag. Dad clearly had a message for us all. He proceeded to pull his heavy coffin with all his might and here was the message which took me about five days to figure out but figure it out I did.
Tell the kids to "Pull There Own Weight !!!" He saw the heartache mom and I were going through and the pressure we were under. Dad was telling me to tell mom to Make the kids Pull there own weight. Dad once again got the message through this time from beyond the grave. Other messages have come through but this one I thought was worth mentioning. Things got a little better but never really back to what they were.
Al's Grandmother visits
A friend of mine called and said that he needed a reading right away. There was a death in his family and he was very upset.
Upon arriving Al came into the house and he brought along a visitor. An invisable visitor.
Turns out that his grandmother came along for the ride. We began the reading. I described the woman's personality, height, weight, hairstyle etc. She came along, and durring the reading was standing behind him then to the side. She was calm and pleasantand actually quite interested in the reading, paying attention. She wanted to know that her grandson would be o'k.
She felt his pain and wanted to comfort him.
I guess I should have offered her a chair but I didn't think of it at the time.
Al was happy and more relaxed knowing she would be in a better place. By confirming her personality and physical apprearance Al knew he was getting a Real Reading. His grandma was happy and moved on knowing that her grandson was going to be alright.
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God Bless you all. - Francesca
Animal Intuitive at the Hair Salon (full e-mail reprint from Lysa, Owner of Haircraft Studio in Rochelle Park NJ)
(Thank you Lysa for the lovely write up. Stitch, I couldn't do it without you.)
I had always accepted and understood that there are people with psychic gifts and intuition, they can see or feel things about people that others can not. Well, thanks to Francesca, I learned that sometimes those people have a gift with the animal kingdom as well.
Francesca has been a long time client of my hair salon. Although we had spoken many times about hair color, I had never cut her hair and knew very little of her personality, nor she of me.
One day I had my dog Stitch with me- he is a certified therapy dog, friendly and calm, so he visits often. Francesca came in and was happily surprised! She's a real animal lover. She'd never met Stitch before, so I introduced them and asked her if she would keep him company for a few minutes.
When I returned, she commented, "Stitch loves his pasta!" I replied laughing, "Yeah, he could stand to lose a couple pounds!"
"No,...I mean he really liked the pasta he ate last night. Pasta with ricotta cheese."
Now that's absolutely an *impossible* dinner to say out of the blue- but my husband Danny actually eats pasta with ricotta constantly! Of course he shares the leftovers with Stitch. I told her although I worked late the night before, I knew Danny had steak for dinner, not pasta. She said, "Wellllll... Stitch is telling me he had it last night..." I said "Listen,,, even if he ate it a few days ago, that's just an incredible thing for you to pick up on!"
Francesca just smiled...... then she told me Stitch was in pain right "here" in his back- and pointed right above his knees... where he has had 2 surgeries. I was impressed- I'm sure she was right and admitted I had been slacking off on his glucosamine supplements. We chatted some more about this and that, then I went back to work.
Late that night, I told my husband Danny (who NEVER believed in psychics, human or otherwise) the story about Francesca and Stitch. He looked at me incredulously, and he couldn't speak for a minute. Then he told me...
"Lysa, I *did* eat steak last night...but only after I decided I didn't want the bowl of pasta with ricotta that I'd made first... That bowl... I gave to Stitch. How did she know that!?! YOU didn't even know that!"
I smiled and asked, "NOW do you believe?"
Thank you Lysa. You're a love.