The First Time I Got Read by a Medium…
I was 41 the first time I got read by a medium. After my accident I had been hearing voices, music and seeing spirit, but I didn’t believe you could talk to dead people. That’s ok because I didn’t believe in an afterlife or religion either, I was a stone cold skeptic. I went to a medium to see if I could turn off the voices keeping me up until two or three in the morning each night. The medium knocked my socks off!
The medium brought through both of my grandfathers by name, told me what they did for a living, told me where I work and what I did for a living and told me some facts about one grandfather, that I was the only person left in the world that knew. How about that, we don’t die. Crap! They can see everything? So what happens after we die? Is there heaven and hell? So what do they do in heaven? What is heaven like? Are there angels? What about this reincarnation business? Predestination? Does anybody on the other side love me? Do pets and animals go to heaven? Have a lot of questions? Save yourself 10 years of research and buy my book, Unforeseen: The Near-Death Awakening of a Skeptical Cowboy Psychic.
I’ll answer all the questions I had and more. If you are reading this now, you are going through an awaking. It’s too late to shut the barn door, because coincidences will keep happening to you and you’ll want questions answered. By the way I don’t believe in coincidences. This life is not about how many races you can win, how much money you can earn or how big a car and house you have. You can’t take those with you. So why do we come here to Earth school, just to die later? It is simple, but I didn’t find out until I started talking to your loved ones, angels and guides to get the truth. I don’t try to change anybody’s mind, just plant the seed until your life’s path changes for the good.