Validations
Posted by Judy on Monday, June 13, 2011
I am able to receive information and messages for others but sometimes it is difficult to connect to some of those who have passed from my own life. So every once in a while, I will have a reading of my own by a few favorite mediums.
In my personal readings I often receive visits from spirits who I do not recognize. For years I have been visited by a Maggie, Hanna, John and William and Elizabeth. I have yet to figure out who most of these souls were in relation to my life. But each time I receive the acknowledgment that they are visiting, I write down the name and whatever message comes from them; Maggie states she was a nurse, born in April, Elizabeth a teacher, Hanna born in May etc.
Memorial Day is a busy time for me. Most people get out and enjoy the first long weekend of the summer and take trips to Disneyland, or to the beach. Not me. I am home making flower arrangements. Many years ago I decided that decorating the graves of those loved ones lost was something I wanted to do. The problem is, I don't like to see a grave without flowers so what started out as 4 or 5 arrangements has now turned into dozens. lol It seemed like every year I would discover another relative, a great uncle or aunt who I never knew and would add them to my list. Therefore, after many hours of fussing to get the arrangements just right and more dollars spent than I want to have to admit, I pack up my car and off I go.
Because there are so many it not only fills my entire car with flowers, it actually takes me two days to drive around the State delivering them to the different cemeteries. There is one grave inparticular that I started to decorate about 12 years ago. It is a tiny gray headstone and it is quite weathered and crumbly and you can't even read the name or date on it. I had no idea who was buried there. It is in a small rural cemetery where my Grandparents and Great Grandparents are buried. About two or three years ago when I made my annual delivery, the little headstone was gone. I looked around to see if it had been replaced or if I had somehow overlooked it. I remembered where the marker had been so I placed the flowers there anyway, headstone or not.
For several weeks the missing headstone was on my mind and I decided to do some research to see if I could find out the name of the person who was buried there. I was able to locate a map of the plots and names from the cemetery. After only a moment or two, I was shocked to find that the person buried in the space was actually a blood relative. It was a baby born to my Great Grandparents. The baby had only lived for one day. As I continued to read, I received one of the best moments of validation when I read the name of this baby...." Hanna" Peterson... born in May!
This is just an example of the importance of taking notes during a reading and making sure to note every detail that comes through, no matter how insignificant they seem. This baby girl was born and died 70 years before my own birth. It was not a name I had heard anyone speak of and in fact, since this discovery we have found that she was no where listed in the family tree or on any family ancestory records. I am sure that Hanna just wanted to acknowledge the flowers that I had made specifically for her and to validate for me, her existence.
In my personal readings I often receive visits from spirits who I do not recognize. For years I have been visited by a Maggie, Hanna, John and William and Elizabeth. I have yet to figure out who most of these souls were in relation to my life. But each time I receive the acknowledgment that they are visiting, I write down the name and whatever message comes from them; Maggie states she was a nurse, born in April, Elizabeth a teacher, Hanna born in May etc.
Memorial Day is a busy time for me. Most people get out and enjoy the first long weekend of the summer and take trips to Disneyland, or to the beach. Not me. I am home making flower arrangements. Many years ago I decided that decorating the graves of those loved ones lost was something I wanted to do. The problem is, I don't like to see a grave without flowers so what started out as 4 or 5 arrangements has now turned into dozens. lol It seemed like every year I would discover another relative, a great uncle or aunt who I never knew and would add them to my list. Therefore, after many hours of fussing to get the arrangements just right and more dollars spent than I want to have to admit, I pack up my car and off I go.
Because there are so many it not only fills my entire car with flowers, it actually takes me two days to drive around the State delivering them to the different cemeteries. There is one grave inparticular that I started to decorate about 12 years ago. It is a tiny gray headstone and it is quite weathered and crumbly and you can't even read the name or date on it. I had no idea who was buried there. It is in a small rural cemetery where my Grandparents and Great Grandparents are buried. About two or three years ago when I made my annual delivery, the little headstone was gone. I looked around to see if it had been replaced or if I had somehow overlooked it. I remembered where the marker had been so I placed the flowers there anyway, headstone or not.
For several weeks the missing headstone was on my mind and I decided to do some research to see if I could find out the name of the person who was buried there. I was able to locate a map of the plots and names from the cemetery. After only a moment or two, I was shocked to find that the person buried in the space was actually a blood relative. It was a baby born to my Great Grandparents. The baby had only lived for one day. As I continued to read, I received one of the best moments of validation when I read the name of this baby...." Hanna" Peterson... born in May!
This is just an example of the importance of taking notes during a reading and making sure to note every detail that comes through, no matter how insignificant they seem. This baby girl was born and died 70 years before my own birth. It was not a name I had heard anyone speak of and in fact, since this discovery we have found that she was no where listed in the family tree or on any family ancestory records. I am sure that Hanna just wanted to acknowledge the flowers that I had made specifically for her and to validate for me, her existence.
