Messages from a Medium
Life has a way of sending signs, signals and information that can help us benefit in many ways. As a Psychic Medium, I am happy to share with you some of my amazing messages I have delivered over the years. I hope you enjoy them as much as we did.
Messages from a Medium
Benny & The Jets
I get to hear a lot of songs when I’m working. So, when I was amongst a lot of ladies at one particular group reading I found myself singing. I was attempting to sing along to one of Elton John’s songs, ‘Benny & The Jets’. Because, the Father of one of the ladies had stepped forward to visit his daughter, Lisa. The lights were flashing consistently and quite erratically as I spoke to Lisa’s Dad. I think he really wanted us all to enjoy the party. The light show with the electrics was amazing.
My Old Man's a Dust Man!
I often wonder where Spirit dig old songs up from when I’m working. Yet, it’s not for me to choose their song choice, it’s theirs. However, I do know the songs they ask me to reference are always meaningful, or significant. Just as they are significant to the person receiving the memory of that song. Almost everyone has a favourite song that reminds them of something or someone. Including right down to a specific time of their life.
Songs often come up at shows, which I’m glad they do, mostly. I just don’t like having to sing them. Nonetheless. sometimes I have to in order to jog someone’s memory. Even so, I’m sure the Spirit, the person and my audience all despair when I attempt to sing. I can’t sing for toffees. Even I would have to agree. Which brings me to recall a demonstration at a show I was at where my display of screeching vocals didn’t do me, or anyone else justice. A deceased soul stepping forward wanted me to sing. Perhaps he couldn’t sing either - but he announced himself as ‘Ray.’ He had a lot of energy to use and was going to use it.
After I announced his name to my audience and the condition he passed with, Ray was acknowledged and accepted by two lovely ladies. He couldn’t wait to get going and start the reunion with his memories. And, he didn’t stop talking as he gave some significant evidence along with a few dates, all of which were also accepted. But, the best piece of evidence was yet to come.
As I’ve said, I’m not a ‘singer’ by any means. I’ve dabbled with music as a DJ, and I’ve sung along to songs with Spirit in private. There have been many times in many places too where I have awkwardly sung out of tune on behalf of Spirit. But, songs are very good evidence, so I have to give them.
Anyway, Ray had me tapping my foot and singing along to Lonnie Donnigan’s 1960s classic, “My Old Man’s a Dustman, he wears a dustman’s hat, he wears cor blimey trousers, and he lives in a council flat, Oi!” I remembered it quite well, fortunately. Even though I couldn’t sing, I was feeling really happy as Ray and I sang along to the words. Based on my vocals, I’d never win a talent contest that’s for sure. However, it wasn’t my happiness I was sharing. It was the happiness of the deceased soul, Ray. I was doing this for him.
After my brief and hilarious rendition of Donnigans’ classic, I looked at the ladies laughing as I asked, with tongue in cheek, “Does My Old Man’s a Dustman song mean anything to you, please?” They looked at each other laughing, as was everyone else. Mostly at my crap singing I had had the misfortune of demonstrating. The ladies looked at me puzzled shaking their heads saying, “No, sorry Carole, we can’t place that one.” I laughed, we all laughed as I told them, “Hold onto that song, it’s going to mean something.”
I thanked the ladies for the connection and left Ray’s love and memories with them. I don’t mind telling you, I kept singing that bloody song in my head right through until the next day, and beyond. It was simply annoying … In an amusing sort of way.
I was chuffed when I received a lovely message from one of the ladies the very next day. She confirmed how she had spoken to her Dad about the message from Ray. She had mentioned the song, ‘My Old Man’s a Dustman’ too. And, to her surprise, her Dad told her Ray had given him some CD’s the day before he passed to the Spirit World. On both of them checking through the stack of CD’s they really did find Lonnie Donnigan, ‘My Old Man’s a Dustman.’ Perhaps it was Ray’s way of telling his friend to play his favourite song now and then.