Did you ever receive genuine remarks from a medium regarding your deceased relative with information that the medium could never normally know?

Okay; if you seen any of my other comments, my long tomes, I tested about 300 psychics, mediums, palmists, astrologers. Just a side hobby and looking for god and peace. I was raised a communist, so I believed none of this trash. So I kept looking in vein for someone half good. I even take 60 percent good. But not much luck. Lots of money wasted. Hope dashed, and wasted time. I finally did come across someone in 2010 after searching since 1978. I consider her 97 percent accurate. I have extreme conflict with her, due to her private personality which was caustic, cruel and sadistic. But she could read like nobody I ever saw, so I put up with emotional beatings. I will tell you one of the occasions I should have dope slapped her but remained mute due to respect and also waiting for her help for a second reading. I begged her as I served her. 10 years went by and she still denied me a second reading despite me offering her money whatnot, I meanwhile gave her about 5000 hours of help.

But she could read. This is one time when she humiliated me. There was a woman named Tina in our EVP class, electronic voice. And this woman was decomposing before our eyes. She was crashing. I kept at this medium to help her. One reading for even 20 minutes would save this woman's life. She said no, not going to do it. One issue she had was a form of oppositional personality disorder. If I said up, she say down, she was like pushing a boulder up a cliff. So I kept at it, as Tina was collapsing, I mean like living in a truck. Down on her luck. Nope, refused to help this woman. I begged for months. No. So I went to Tina, said I am not the teacher, I am not trying to act the teacher or act more important then the teacher but I have tried for months to get her to help you and she frankly does not seem to care if you live or die. But I can offer you a free astrology reading, which I have done for at that point 30 years. She perked up. I said just get your natal chart, and I will help you. But recall I am not the teacher, she would do a far better form of help but she refuses no matter how much I try. Next class after I put away all the chairs and tidy up, I take Tina aside, and I tell her I will read and then you can ask me if I leave anything out. I start with past predictions to get a persons attention; I predict when things happened, that then assures her when I go into the future she can bank on what I say so I am rattling of about her love life, when she lost her rental down to the day, and then money issue and for the first time in months she is laughing and she feels groovy as I am moving her into hope, when the cloud was going to lift. The medium notices I am talking to Tina, and she runs over literally and says, do not listen to Ella she has nothing to offer of any importance. You come to me. I had to hold back, she did not give a rats ass about Tina until she was getting help from me. Incidentally she refused to help me. Plain and simple. But one time during a group mediumship reading, she never read me in the group unless a spirit was so persistent and got thru, she was forced to read me, because if you do not get past that person; you cannot move on, they just hang on until you say okay I allow you to come in. So I never expect anything from her, as she refused to be kind or helpful. So she is passing me to another person to read in this circle of people. But she is dropped to her knees, I at first did not know what was going on, I was on the floor crossed legged taking notes of the readings. She would have never bowed down to her knees for me on her own volition. But she was dropped and all of the sudden this male voice came booming in. I mean shouting in rage. I at first backed up as I could not focus as I thought I was under attack, but then I focused on the words, he said, You tell, they used her name, you tell her. You are the one she is supposed to be helping. Nobody else she is reading matters, you tell her this as he screamed. She also refused to hear him. She refused to help me. I am a star of David and grand cross and two yods, and two t squares, born at galactic center, I have the oddest chart any famous astrologer with 30,000 clients have ever seen. And this is when our relationship crashed, when she who knew astrology saw mine, after two years in and all was fine, when she saw my chart, she flipped into destroying me. I had to conclude she was jealous of me. So here are some examples. I mentioned before but here goes again. I was again in the EVP group, and she never did readings in that group. And I had to manage that and make sure nobody asked her for a reading. I had to protect her energy source. She was passing me to someone else as usual, and then she stopped in front of me. I was just taking notes not expecting anything from this medium at this point. She stands before me and this tiny child's voice comes thru, Tell my mom I love her. Tell her I miss her. I say I am sorry I do not know who you are. You do. I am sorry I do not recall you. Tell my mom I love her, you knew me, I died young, I died by accident. I said, I am so f ing dense, I am sorry I do not know who you are. She shouts in frustration, but you do, my name is Hali. At that, I screamed, I said oh baby I am sorry I would never forget you. It had happened decades ago, during the 1970s. I passed on the message to her family and the mom knew it was her and she died within a few months. Her only daughter, who I will indeed remember forever, she had these curly golden ringlets around her head, she was so cut, an angel who landed on earth. She was on west side watching the ocean in Santa Cruz, and the cliff gave way and she fell to her death. Her name was Hali. I went to find out about a friend when I initially went to this medium. She did not know who. First she brought thru my grandfather, that he wore zuit suits, hanging chain, two tone color shoes, fancy dancer, then she began to shuffle her hands as if playing cards, she says I see him playing cards, and then she said he rode the trains. All true, he hated whites and so he decided to steal all he could from them for the racism he suffered as he was a negrito filipino, and abused by whites at every turn so he stole thru gambling cards, full time, to support 6 family members. Then came, odd death, not sure I said, rock, hard, falling, I am so dense. Finally in frustration she says I see now, he fell from a apartment building to the concrete below. Then he comes in and says tell your dad, my foot slipped, it was an accident. See we were stationed in Kenya, and we heard, either murder, suicide or accident, as there was a whole room of witnesses and when he fell they all took everything from the building leaving nothing for the family; so we deducted murder, or maybe suicide as he was gay and the way society does gays, we figured maybe he finally had enough of the hate. But when he came thru, he said tell your father, that I slipped, I fell to my death, I cannot believe I went this way. As he left, he said and yes I was gay. Nobody knows that except our side of the family as we do not do homophobia in our side of the family. Then comes the real ass kicker all this is one reading. She says you are here for your girlfriend. Lets cut thru the crap and give me her first name only. Stacy. She says I cannot see how she died, she remains silent, then she says, oh I see now. She put her gun in her mouth and she pulled the trigger. She then took over the mediums voice, and said, I am so sorry, I am so sorry, that you had to be the one to find me. I saw what happened when you found me, that was way too much for you to see, I should have taken the pills again. Please forgive me. All true. I did find her, she had tried pills before but her daughter called 911 and she was brought back from the brink for another suicide attempt. She saw what I did, first I went insane. She had moved back to usa. I had no idea which house she was in. I saw her car, the door was open, I saw her purse on the ground, I went oh no. I put up my hands to each house to see which one God would direct me too, when I felt a pull, I knocked on the house I was directed to go to. I enter, I go all the way into the living room. Then I stop this is breaking and entering if she is not here and you also can be shot, so I backed out very carefully but as I was I heard a drip, and being a ecologist I decided to close the faucet. So I pushed open the door. I saw her, at first I thought she was laughing at a good inside joke, but then I focused in and she had shot herself in the head, my knees literally gave out, and I collapsed to the floor injuring them, I went nuts for about two minutes, I thought oh this is a LSD flashback from yonder days as a drug addict. Nope, oh I get it it's a dream a night mare. NO. Okay it's a horror movie at that I looked around the room for the vcr to turn the video off, I was off my rocker waiting for a straight jacket at that point, then it dawned on me she this was real, and I went insane weeping and ran to her body and snatched it up and then they had to almost pry me off with a crow bar, and I was going to go over the edge as I had such a horrific life with trauma, that this was the last straw. I knew I was going to go over the cliff into insanity. I had to act fast. I ran out meanwhile about 50 people had gathered and coroner, and I ran and I did not give a rats ass what people thought, I knew what was about to happen if I did not stop my downward fall. So I took my hands and braced myself against this victorian house and I began to kick with one foot, as hard as I could to break it. If I could keep my mind on my foot and feel the pain, I can get the image out of my mind of her head wound, if I can do it for a few seconds and I kick with all those years of Karate training, I kicked and kicked and I kicked till my hightop purple converse began to fall apart, I kept at the wall, I had to feel extreme pain to keep it on my foot and not in my heart or head, and then my friend arrived where I worked as a volunteer for 6 years with gangs, and he rushed up to me and I fell into his arms weeping. So in long form, she saw all that and she saw how I suffered. We then went on to talk about what happens to suicides on the other side, then a very odd thing happened that I rarely talk about, but here goes. I have severe PTSD. I was sexually abused thru my life by about 50 men hence why I looked for god, to find out why he let me be destroyed. If I have too many shocks it triggers the PTSD. I now know its called flooding. When I flood, I have no control, I weep for hours about the world situations, the beached whales, the babies being raped, the environment being destroyed, all the violence and images of all my perps come to me when I flood and its image after image like a tidal wave and it can go on for 8 hours and I cannot stop.I later on found out it was very dangerous for me to allow myself as a shrink told me to try to avoid flooding. So almost all times when I flood, I scream for Jesus, my lord and savior elder brother. I cry for him to have mercy on us. I scream for him for hours. This is what Stacy said. Hey I hear you calling for Jesus when you cry as you do. I was nobody when I was alive, I am nobody now that I am dead. I will go look for him for you. Let me recount a few more examples from this fantastic but bitch medium. I was not sure how she was really doing this, maybe some trick. So I told a person, find a friend to see if he wants to come to the group, but do not talk to him about who he wants to see, do not talk in the car. Just bring him. The man’s name was John. She goes to him. She starts her gift.I see you traveling with your friend, you are in a wooded area, you see a restaurant and decide to stop to eat. Your friend goes out to get something, all of the sudden the medium is shocked and says oh he was hit with such impact both his shoes flew off. All true, then he comes thru, and tells his friend, let it go, if you had been out there, you would have died also. Meanwhile this was decades ago and he still had to see a shrink all the time for survivors guilt and that 25 buck reading set him free. The reading was 100 percent accurate. Oh here is a scary one I witnessed. So I had a older friend who hoarded cats about 100 of them. She was suicidal and so I said come to this woman and see if she can help. All was going along swimmingly first her friend and they laughed about this dress, the entity said, remember that grey dress we called smokey we go out and dance. Then she leaned over and flipped my friends hair which was what she did when she was alive. Then papa. Then mama. I thought all excited, a healing is coming. And the biological mother said, in a very slow and threatening way; cherries, cherries. I just heard the words, but then realized the tone was off. I imagined wrongly oh mama is doing some symbolic gesture with yummy fruit. But I looked at my friends face and she was in severe pain. I had to wait till the end of the group to find out. I was shocked so badly that I never told the medium what happened as she got scared fairly fast. This is what happened, cherries, cherries was a reference to when the mother bet her daughter so severely that blood came from eyes, nose, ears, mouth, she beat the crap out of her daughter. Bad enough that in Long Beach the blacks would try to hide her. She told her daughter when they see the blood on the clothings, you tell them its cherries, cherries, I almost shit in my pants. The implication that that bitch was still evil and came back to torment her daughter 30 years later was horrifying to me. Oh heres another one. So my best friends mom was into this stuff. I had to drive her to the reading. She tried to tell me stuff and I was telling her not to. I did not want to know anything about anything until after the reading. I enforced that severely. Because if the person tells me something and then it comes thru, always on some level the person may think somehow I passed it on. SO I FORBID It. But she had to tell me even though I told her at least four times to stop. She said I will just tell you this, My dad will come in first in the group, he will say he did not incest me or my daughter and claim his innocence. I said okay tell me no more. And sure enough he came in first and he said he did not incest her nor her daughter my best friend. Okay another reading from another woman named Violet. She was a 90 plus year old spiritualist. She ran a small box sized class on spiritualism that I attended. Worth noting they read billets. Billet is a piece of paper you write your question on and you fold I up and put a symbol on the outside. Then it is thrown into a container and then the spiritualist picks one out and shows it to the class. You do not jump up and shout its me. No, you remain silent, that is why the symbol is there, to alert you to start to listen, and then with hands on the billet you read without opening it. I was trained to do that. So I decided for fun to go see her privately. I arrive at her house, and she is old, bent over elder. The first part of her reading in my opinion was a dud. But when I whipped out this picture of a former lover hoping he come back to my arms, she held it in her hands as if it was a billet, and began a real reading. She said, he has ice in his veins, he has ice in his veins. He is the walling dead. He is the walking dead. HE IS THE SON OF SAM. Well, sounded like she went over the edge into insanity but I said nothing and smiled. Speed life forward and he turned out to have ice in his veins, and walking dead and he was not the son of sam, but he was a serial killer who was sodomizing two year olds to death and then come lay in my arms after he killed babies. Oh yea another moment when I almost went off the cliff into insanity. Okay last reading my republican boyfriend, who was not into this one bit. Sex, was all he had on his mind and martial arts. So I drag his ass to a group reading with the medium, the bitch one, and we are waiting for his turn, but he chain smoked so we were outside and so stoic he tells me his hand is broken from a mishap in martial arts that am. I said damn you should have told me, lets go to the hospital. I went back in and Jim came in with me. The medium saw us and saw I was going to go. She stopped reading who she was reading and asked what I was going. I have to go, she says okay let me read Jim right now. Jim sits down, he a big fellow, how I like em, and she begins, hard father, mean father, military father, I am like that is general but I also know the blow is coming. Then she say this. Son did you burn the papers. I had no idea what that was. I find out afterwards, his papa was a hot shot martial artist who had a lineage to preserve, and on his death bed he said to his son, if you are no going to use this right, you burn the papers. He dies. Next conversation started with, so son did you burn the papers. Then she focused on the mom, she calls it verification when a real whooper is coming down he shoot. She says here is the verification; your mother had this trade mark pink go-go hat she wore as her signature. True. Then at another reading cause that one got him hooked. They came thru to beg him to get back up, they said we know we ruined you, but can you get back up and do the dojo. Then she did this most amazing thing and I got really angry at my boyfriend, she says that name of his sensei, and said go to his wife and tell her there is a secret manuscript he wants the world to have. I guarantee you it was there. 10 years of seeing this woman do her gift from god, I knew. He refused to ask. I said for god sake lie, say you saw it in this silly dream, can you test it out if its inane or not, he did not want anyone to know he got a mediumship reading, he was a republican in instance and had to keep up appearances. It is still there that manual. And It angered me, because his fathers sensei directed him to bring it to the world. And fool he was this guy was super high up in the martial arts areas, and my boyfriend discovering that would have shot him to world fame. But refused to find out if she was right with her verification. Oh I just remembered this last one, I have so many things I have seen and heard. My grandma maternal tried to land in the reading twice. I kept asking her to show up to solve how she died in 1931. I had my suspicions but we were told she killed self. I did not buy it. I thought she was murdered. She finally came in, and said this is not for public consumption, but see the medium would not give me a private reading again, and she said I died not as you were told, I died in a building and then made to look like something else. That is what I thought all along, but see this medium would have never helped me to get peace with my ancestors because she was a bitch. I think what happened was she was forced into shock treatment because my brute grandfather wanted control as she was a suffrage woman, and to control her he fried her brain. This is when it was beginning in NY. I think they fried her too much and then they hung her in my mommy shower so to look like she killed self. But I still do not know except she said not as it was being told, I died due to others and then brought back. I did not get verification as the medium refused to help me. I hope to write a book. I some times worry about even people on Quora who advise spiritual stuff, most generic as I saw when I tested. A lot is just opinion or bullshit or fake or low level. I have been into this so long and so deep I see these folks all the time and most know nothing and should try to get attention elsewhere. Having the gift is very rare out of all the mediums I only found one. Out of psychics which is not the same thing as a medium I found 1. I found a bunch of good astrologers, and that is because astrology does not entail psi abilities. What it takes is, interest, intelligence, and heavy capacity to remember so much. So you can find many good astrologers, but only get the ones published and who have at least 20 years doing it and with at least 20,000 clients. I think in the end there is only maybe 1 percent of the population that has the gift. Where they are who knows. There is no way to make peace with the old medium who is accurate, she did way too much damage in 10 years to me, unless she begs me, but see I will never forgive her for this, and then I will move on to sleep. The gravest thing this medium did was she had this daughter she emotionally abused all the time, dope slapped in front of people and just out right humiliated at every turn, so bad I decided at one point to no longer bring people to see this medium if the daughter was round because I did not want the daughter to have to be humiliated in front of strangers. Even my black belt boyfriend who was dead emotionally and why I dumped him, one day I said remember when we went over to the her house, and he interrupted and said you mean when she was being so terrible to her daughter in front of us at the lunch table. He was dead emotionally but even he saw the abuse. So the kid was brilliant, exceptionally talented in many things, and thanks to the mother, she did that best in that arena. It was the emotional abuse that was horrifying to watch. So the Japanese nuclear melt down happened and still is happening, and the daughter wanted to go to Japan to study. I said no, do not do that. It is too dangerous at the moment. She said what do you know. Well, I fought against nuclear power plants for four years daily for 10 hours a day, and I also got contaminated by an atomic bomb, I have been gravely ill since 1991, due to the contamination; I live in bed at this point. She said I cannot control what she does. I said you are the mother prohibit her from going. I decide to step it up. I contact Helen Caldicott, the top expert on the planet who knows all things about fallout. She literally is the top expert on the dangers of nuclear war. She is too famous to respond. But being I was in the movement to end nukes and that I died from the contamination; just waiting to drop, and please will you help me. She wrote back. Said do not send the daughter. I relay the message. Can guess what the medium said. I know more then she does she said. Not a chance she is low down secretary, a nobody besides her being a medium she has nothing going. But she thought she had more knowledge then a MD who is the top expert in the world. See what I mean, cannot reason with someone this oppositional. So I had to so badly dump her, I loved her, I gave her 10 years, I gave her 5000 hours, I requited all the clients, did so much for her. But she was in completion with me. Oh get this, her poor daughter, she walk all crushed in as I call it, slumped forward, head really down, with hands in front of her body with small shuffles, like a beat down child. You know what this medium said, oh she was Japanese last life time. I said I do not think I can do one-second past 10 years, and this is close to nothing of what she did, I plan to write about this amazing woman with a gift I never witnessed and wonder how God was it possible you gave this rare gift to this horrid human. For any astronomers she had mercury square mars, oh yes, deadly for dope slapping a human to death, so aggressive, and destructive, and mean, and as they say in Indian astrology, evil malefic influence. Then again, I was thinking, maybe God gave that to her, because mercury is manner of speaking communications and mars is aggression and I thought maybe she reads so good, because of this configuration, because even my father when he heard the reading I got, he never believed this stuff, he mock me, called me a stupid bitch for looking for god. He as a communist atheist. I was a sell out. But funny thing is, the last reading I was at, taking notes, she was doing her thing and then said I have a very aggressive male here, by the name John. I did not pay attention, thinking this has to be another John for someone else, as she rarely read me. Then she turns around to fake me, says is your father, I say nah. Then he says, you were right. You were right. Your mother was a pain in the ass, she will evict you in three days. I leave you with a pun rose of Sharon. I think it's the medium as her name is Sharon. Some kinda