A Black Dress with a White Lapel

I’ve always had this huge connection with my daughter. We are both psychic mediums. It would make sense, right? I could feel her and know what was going on no matter where she was, even when she resided in California. It was not my intention to invade her space but on occasion her energies seeped through – you can’t help those feelings.

The other day I spoke at Colby Memorial Temple in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. My topic was death, so-called death. Remember, as Spiritualists we believe in the continuity of life. My daughter chaired and led the songs that day.

One of the stories I shared in that talk was the below:

I have been doing readings in this Camp for five years. I’ve done in person, phone and Skype readings with many clients looking to connect with loved ones on the higher side of life. Through these instances, it has been proven to me time and time again that when it is time to go, Spirit is waiting for us on the higher side. Most times I do not recall readings, but when something I feel is profound, I do remember, or perhaps Spirt allows me to recall it to share.

Not too long ago I did a phone reading. When I called, two women were on the line, an elder woman, and her middle-aged daughter. I was surprised because I usually do one on one readings but continued. It was meant to be. I brought the elder woman’s mother and her daughter’s grandmother in. She had recently passed. On several occasions, I brought a little girl in who wore a black dress with a white lapel. She was probably around 6 or 7. She had brown eyes and brown shoulder length hair cut into a bob with bangs. She seemed to have left the earth plane long ago. At first the clients, didn’t know the Spirit. I continued. Moments later that little girl came back, so I said it. The mother and daughter discussed that their mother and grandmother described the same little girl in Spirit who sat on the chair in the living room waiting for her to leave the earth plane, so they could go together. Wow, right?

Backstory: After I wrote my talk on so-called death, I asked my daughter if she would read it. She declined because she said she wanted to be surprised and hear it for the first time at service.

The day of Sunday Service she stopped at my place, and I noticed that she was wearing a black dress with a white lapel. I said to her that she wasn’t going to believe this but one of the stories in my talk included a Spirit that had a black dress with a white lapel. She said, ‘Oh wow, that’s interesting.’

One might say it just happened; it was a coincidence. I don’t think so. I love the synchronicity, the law of attraction . . .

I wonder if she saw me writing it or heard me speaking it aloud while practicing when she crossed time and space in her mediation or dream world. Oh, the scenarios I can come up with. We are truly one.

Blessings of Peace and Love!