This weekend was a different one for me. I came to get to know Lorelei and Luke on a personal level this year and I finally got around to meeting up with them on Saturday!
Lorelei & Luke are Germany’s best loved psychics. Luke is in comparison to our Gordon Smith, and Lorelei likened more to UK’s Psychic Sally Morgan (although Lorelei is more sincere and reads Oracle too). Both a warm and compassionate couple, I was intrigued to hear what they had to say about me…
Firstly Lorelei kindly helped my youngest son who is experiencing some difficulties in processing what he sees psychically. My youngest is only 7 years old but has been experiencing psychic activity since a toddler. This in turn makes him aggressive and his mood swings are extreme. I have to admit I have already noticed a positive difference in him!
Afterwards, I went and sat quietly in the room next door and Luke joined me first. He was able to see my Nan, which I was happy to know because I was under the impression my Nan was not around me anymore. The main reason I believed this is because I cannot hear or see her like I do with other spirits and mainly because she NEVER comes through on my Ouija board to speak to me, despite being invited.
Evidently my Nan does not come through the board because she is with me all the time, guiding me and continuously feeding me psychic information. She is also responsible for giving me information when I experience premonitions. As I can “hear” her this way and act accordingly there is no need for her to waste precious energy talking through the board. Makes sense doesn’t it!
Now this is where it gets confusing. I know for a fact I have two spirit guides around me. Usually spirit guides come into your life when you face a particular challenge and it isn’t always the same guide that remains with you, also it isn’t usually someone related to you either. I have had the same male guide since I was very young and over the last few years noticed a female guide as well …. which, I just found out, is most likely my Nan. Another psychic told me I have a female “dark” witch with me, and it just didn’t click back then that it was my Nan at all but now I know it’s so obvious!
Luke opened my eyes even further and took me another step closer to where I want to be and what I want to become. Lorelei joined me shortly afterwards and we had a chat about psychic phenomena. She is such a warm and caring person, it was like I had known her all my life.
I cannot thank this wonderful, enlightened couple enough! As all mediums and psychics know, we can help and guide other people but cannot see our own way so easily. According to Luke I am very far on my spiritual journey and I feel I am even further after this weekend!
This has got to be one of the most weirdest optical illusions I have ever done :). See if you can get the woman to spin either way - do you get the little buzz of joy when you do it too or is it just me reverting back to childhood? hehee. Enjoy!
Credit goes to: Science-Community with thanks 
A few people ask about my family history and I have realised the “witchy” trait really does come down through the female line. My mother, who is extremely psychic never ceases to amaze people with what she knows, especially when something is wrong. My Nan, however, is another kettle of fish. Butter wouldn’t have melted in her mouth, but if you had ever crossed her you would know about it.
Although our family was very small we were all pretty close. I used to spend hours with my Nan when I was small and she would teach me so much about herbs and talk endlessly about the afterlife. I just took it all for granted though and never once thought she was different.
As I got older I realised she was indeed different. She always got what she wanted no matter what. Strange things would happen to people she upset but she was always so gentle and kind to me. She used an Ouija Board until my Grandfather burnt it one day when my Nan received a message through about a plane crash full of school children on a trip. Sadly, the message came true and my Grandfather no longer accepted her to contact spirit in his house again.
Years later, I had travelled the world and moved away. One of the most memorable times was on my wedding day. After my wedding I went to see her and gave her my flowers as she was too old and frail to come and my grandfather had already passed on years before. She was so happy to see me she wouldn’t let me go. She kept telling me that when she dies she promised me that she would let me know that life after death does exist. Not trying to let it ruin my day I told her that I would be happy for her to come back and let me know she is there.
A few years later I was having dinner when my eldest son developed a sickening smell around his aura. I had absolutely no idea what it was. I bathed him, it was still there. I bathed him and scrubbed him again but it was STILL there. It smelt like rotting flesh and was literally making me gag. However this smell wasn’t on his skin, it was around him and it remained for the night … the smell was actually coming from a few centimetres from his body. I had no idea what it was and as I was the only one who could smell it I thought I was going nuts! The next morning I received a call. I was told that my Nan had passed peacefully in her sleep over night.
I checked my son, the smell had gone but the smell could not have been my Nan because she was still alive at that time it first started. It could have only been my Grandfather trying to let me know he has come back to collect her - but I just didn’t make that connection at all.
A few days later just past 2am, one of my son’s baby toys went off for no reason. I got up to find it and it stopped. The following night it went off again, same thing, as soon as I got out bed it stopped. This continued on and on. I took the batteries out of that toy but the next night a different toy would go off. It got to the stage where my husband had to get out of bed, find the toy and empty the batteries… until one night after about 2 weeks of this going on I leaped out of bed, stood in the middle of the room and cursed. My Nan absolutely hated swearing but I had had enough, I had already realised early on it must have been her and although she did it also during the day, the 2am ritual of “boing boing boing” was just not acceptable.
From then on, after my anger, she never returned.
Weeks later I felt so lost and upset for swearing at her that I asked her to forgive me and to come back to let me know she is OK. Suddenly I felt tingly, and all around me were tiny sparkles, I knew she came back to say that everything is alright. The sparkles lasted a good few minutes, it felt like small electric pin heads all over my skin, I was literally bathed in this energy and I was very emotional. As I let her go and thanked her and told her how much I loved her, I wondered if she would ever come back again.
Sometimes she does but very rarely and yes it is always noisy when she makes an entrance … The most funniest thing is that she has NEVER come through on my Ouija Board to talk to me but my Grandfather has, on more than one occasion, despite him despising it during his life.
The photo is just a representation of what happened. I tried to recreate the incident as best as I could using photoshop to give you an idea of what it was like.
As per usual being woken up by bangs and taps I hauled myself out of bed one night around 3am and went to the bathroom. As I returned to my bedroom a ball of light, in between the size of a golf ball and a tennis ball literally flew out from my clothes area, shot in front of me, whizzed over my chest, halted for a split second at the side of my bed then flew full pelt across my bed and disappeared into the wall.
I have never experienced this before nor since, which is a shame because although it startled me, I didn’t feel threatened or worried at all. I stayed up most of that night trying to communicate in the hope it would return but it was long gone.
It was almost like I had startled it, like a bird in a bush, when you walk past you don’t see them but they see you and they fly out in a panic chirping away. OK, now this spirit didn’t chirp, but I did get the impression that I had frightened it as I came back into my room.
I guess I should learn to return to my bed a little more dainty and quietly at 3am instead of shuffling like a half dead zombie clambering back to my duvet-clad abode.
The main thing that I find surprising is that I built my house myself about 3 years ago. The house only has my energy in it, inside, in-between and out. I find it fascinating that even a new building with practically zero history can be so active - the ground it is built on is only farmer’s field land but I am wondering if anything was here centuries ago. The area I chose to live in has such a vibrant energy and one that I have never experienced anywhere else in the world. Could there be ancient stories of old that might shed some light on this energy and activity?
One thing many people say to me is “OH you are SO lucky”… yes I guess I am in a sense, however, particularly over the last 6 years or so I have lost all knowledge of what a good nights sleep means. Not a night goes by where I am not woken up by knocks, bangs, lights, nudges, voices and the latest of the lot - snoring. ..These are mainly just audibles & visuals - don’t even get me started on batteries discharging - my mobile phone’s battery being a prime target overnight and not forgetting strange smells that appear from the scent of flowers to rotten eggs!
I usually have a small night light on when I go to bed because not being able to see diddly-squat is too un-nerving and just adds fear to the blackness of the night. Usually spirits come through around the time from 1am. 2am is usually very active and that can last for a good half an hour or so. Come 3am/3.30am it starts to quiet again, 4am again less active and 5am, usually gone.
Most spirit I feel just comes through to let you know that they are there. Usually once they have said their bit, gotten your attention they disappear. Some will linger for hours though and I have to get quite forceful in asking them to PLEASE let me get some sleep.
One gent went through a stage of literally shouting loudly in my ear - always when I was sleeping and I could never understand what he was saying. True, it could have been a dream but it was so loud and so close it always woke me up with a start! After a few “words” I had with him, he hasn’t done it for a while, which is always nice when they respect your wishes.
Recently though, I have been woken up by heavy breathing, like snoring next to me in the bed and I sleep ALONE. The way I sleep is usually with my right ear to the pillow because it is this ear that is usually affected when I hear things from spirit - so I bury it in hope it lessens the noise - any psychics/mediums reading this will be laughing because I am sure they know what I mean - it probably won’t make a blind bit of difference but what the heck it makes me feel more secure! I see you laughing!
So as I sleep on the right side of the bed my head is turned away from my invisible neighbour on the left sounding like they are catching flies next to me. Without looking I lay there, wide eyed, very awake just listening to it. The first time it happened I assumed it was one of my sons who had sneaked in beside me who had drifted into a deep sleep snoring away .. alas when I looked, nobody was there. The next few times I could feel the hair prickle on my neck, my skin go cold and I would slowly turn to face the snorer …. as soon as I do this it stops!
I don’t consider myself a fantastic psychic or medium by far. I don’t have any control of who comes to me or when they come. All I do is let them know I am ready to receive and take it from there. I also strongly do not believe that one should summon spirit to talk. I am generally happy to talk with those passing through but I will never attempt to force them. For me this is disrespectful and it should be a two way thing. I don’t like it when they prod me at 2am to pass on a message and I just wouldn’t feel comfortable in doing the same to them in their realm.
I now have a small camcorder and what I aim to do is try and catch some activity on it. Usually though, I have to confess, I am too tired - sleep to me is like finding gold dust so if I have a chance to sleep I will take it rather than get up out of bed and run around chasing spirits.
