by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary
Just for fun, I thought I’d share something about working with spirits, or people on the Other Side. As a psychic medium, I have worked with my share of such energies. It’s fascinating work for me and is almost always very satisfying for the client.
When I am doing a psychic medium reading, we’ll hear from one or more of the client’s late loved ones about 50% of the time. The rest of the time, there are several reasons for not hearing from someone from the Other Side:
1) The client is too young to have lost anyone close to them or has simply not had that experience at any age.
2) The client is not interested in hearing from those on the Other Side. The spirits will accommodate that sometimes–but not always! Sometimes, they come on through anyway, and I convey their messages.
3) The client is already in touch with his or her late loved ones, being naturally in-tune with that, or having had such a close relationship that it continues beyond death.
4) Rarely, I’m not the right medium for that or those spirits. Sure, it can happen!
When I did group readings specifically to communicate with those on the Other Side, as John Edward does on television, there were always plenty of spirits to choose from. Some are more insistent than others, while some wait patiently and hope to have a turn.
I can’t speak for John, but usually when I am through working, either by the clock or my own fatigue, the spirits will leave me alone until I give them another opportunity.
by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary
[originally published July 29, 2008]
I have read only a couple of things about astral projection, also known as astral travel, out-of-body experiences, and transcendental meditation. What I have read did not satisfy me with regard to my personal experiences. Thus, I want to share with you those experiences, in the hopes that you will find it helpful.
Some people believe that everyone’s soul travels out of his/her body during sleep. I disagree, mostly because I know the difference between astral travel and dreaming. Someone once told me that if you dream you are flying, your soul has left your body. That may actually be possible, but again, it is not my experience with being out of my physical body.
When I was in my early teens, I experienced my first out-of-body travel. I was lying on the couch, resting with my eyes closed but not asleep. Suddenly, I was also across the room, next to the fireplace. I was aware of both my physical body and my consciousness, even though they were separate. Then my soul went back to my body and was lying back down. In the process, as my soul-head was still above my physical head, I opened my physical eyes. And I could see from both perspectives! It was a very odd sensation and I admit I was not altogether happy about it.
I knew this was not something to discuss with others. How? Well, maybe you’ve read some of my stuff about how I finally gave in to a disbelief in magic. I was trying to be a “mere mortal” at that point, so I didn’t accept magical things anymore. Or I tried not to. This one was pretty overwhelming. I had no idea until I was about 40 that these spontaneous out-of-body experiences might have indicated that I was psychically and spiritually gifted.
They continued to happen periodically throughout my teens. The second experience happened while I was sleeping at night. I left my body and shot down through the floor into the living room below. Another odd feeling that left me wondering what was going on. I didn’t encounter anyone else in the non-physical and didn’t want to ask anyone about it in the physical.
Eventually, I learned to have a little bit of control over this process. I couldn’t make it happen, but I could sometimes guide it if it did. Once, I went to see the boy I liked in high school. I simply concentrated on his name-like, “I want to go see X”-and there I was in his bedroom. He was asleep and I could see exactly where the furniture was and the position he slept in. The next day, I asked him how he slept. He showed me and it matched what I had seen with my soul-eyes.
Years later, I focused on someone in particular again. This was on a Sunday afternoon. I sensed vast amounts of water under me, for the brief moment I was “traveling”. Then I was in front of my friend. He was at a resort, a large hotel on a beach. The hotel was distinctive, with two separate buildings that curved toward the ocean. There were terraces from the hotel going down to the beach. I tried to talk to my friend, asking, “Can you see me? Can you hear me?” I thought my friend answered, “Almost.”
I’ll interject here that a disembodied soul in this physical dimension “feels” a little funny. There aren’t really eyes to see, ears to hear, skin to feel. But you “sense” things in a different way. So when I say that I saw or said something, think of it as being rather ghostly, non-physical, or angelic.
A few days later, I talked to the friend I had “visited” for the first time in a while. I asked what he had been up to and he said he just got back from Grand Cayman. I got excited about the prospect that I could prove I had been there in spirit! It just so happened that my next-door neighbor at the time had lived in Grand Cayman for a while. I described the hotel to her and asked her if she recognized it. She said, “Oh, yes, that’s the _____ Hotel in Grand Cayman. I am very familiar with it.”
Still, I didn’t tell anyone what had actually happened, but I had proved to myself that I really had done what I thought I had done!
Many years later, when I began teaching spirituality seminars, I began to talk openly about these experiences. At the first seminar, a woman in the audience raised her hand and said, “I do that too.” Then a young man in the back gingerly raised his hand. “I am so glad to know what that is,” he confessed with relief. “I didn’t know what was happening and I was scared.”
I explained to him three very important things: 1) It’s only your soul going around without your body, 2) nothing in the non-physical can hurt you in the physical, and 3) you have more control over it than you think you do.
I have finally learned about this control factor. If I start leaving my body, I can say, “I want to go to _____” and I will go to that place or that person, no matter where it or he or she is. I can also decide not to go at all. I have occasionally encountered other spirit-seeming entities who look like people but seem to be in the non-physical as I am. I cannot easily communicate with them, though, so I can’t say for sure. Thought is usually more effective than trying to speak words, but I still haven’t achieved communication with either physical or non-physical beings when I am astral traveling.
Sometimes, the experiences will meld with dream-like situations, which I can mostly control by choice, deciding what I want to have happen. If there is ever anything that seems frightening-and that doesn’t really happen to me anymore-I have learned that these things are manifestations of my own fear. This is key in your waking physical life, as well: If you sense something that frightens you, speak to it in love. Demons, gargoyles, and other scary things are only your fear appearing to you, reflecting back at you. Use words or thoughts of love, such as “I love you,” “I love,” “God loves you,” or “There is only love here.” And you will banish your demons.
by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary
[originally published November 6, 2007]
It took me a long time to recognize my abilities as a psychic/mystic/etc., so I sometimes find myself waking up a long-dormant memory to add to my little book of stories. For example, it was only after I started recognizing visits from spirits during my readings that I remembered the feeling I had as a child, that someone—or several someones—were always present. My mother said, “You have such a vivid imagination! What a wonderful quality!” Bless her heart.
Here is the memory that arose today [11/6/2007] . We all remember the Oklahoma City bombing on April 19, 1995. I didn’t have to look up the date, because it was precisely one week before my husband’s death, so I always remember that anniversary. And on that day, at that exact time, I was in the dentist’s chair, being prepped for a filling. Something was going wrong and my gums would not become numb. Carla, my beloved dentist-friend, waited patiently for the anesthetic to take effect.
Suddenly, I went into panic mode. Flat on my back, I swore to Carla that I was going to pass out. “No, that’s not possible,” Carla soothed. “You’re lying down. You can’t faint.” But something was terribly wrong. Tears filled my eyes as I grasped Carla’s hand. “Something’s wrong,” I whispered through still-sensitive lips.
In a few minutes, I was able to calm down and the anesthetic took effect. The filling was created without further incident. Carla promised never to work on me without nitrous again. I don’t know if that was for her sake or mine!
Shortly after I left the dentist’s office, I learned of the bombing of the Alfred P. Murrah Building that killed 168 and left hundreds injured. At some point in the intervening years, it did occur to me that I had some sort of Universal sensation as all those lives ended in terror.
by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary
Welcome to my ghost story. For a medium, I don’t have a lot of experience with earth-bound spirits or ghosts. Most of my conversations with spirits are with those on the Other Side. But each time I encounter a ghost, I learn a little more about how they operate. This story is about the first time I met one. (That I am aware of…)
I was touring a real Southern plantation in Louisiana a few years ago. It had been developed in the late 1700s, and had been owned by the same family through all those generations until shortly before I went to tour it. In the year or so before, the family had donated the remaining assets to the National Parks Department, so our tour guide was a park ranger.
We toured most of the buildings on the property, and wound up in the main house. It wasn’t all that big, for what you would think of a major plantation, one that was a working farm for over 200 years, complete with its own store, blacksmith, etc. The house had been updated with electricity and running water, of course, because it was occupied by family members continuously. And the kitchen had been “decorated”, to use the term loosely, in a 1970s style. Most of the furniture had been removed while the Parks Department restored the house.
The ranger guided us into a side room and told us about the use of that room. It had three doors, two interior and one exterior. I was standing near a wall between the two interior doors, when I felt someone walk up behind me, over my left shoulder. You know how it feels when someone walks up behind you, right? You can feel an energy there.
I glanced over my shoulder. There were about 20 people on the tour, so I just glanced to see who it was. There was no one there. Someone came through the door about 12 feet behind me, and I turned back to the ranger. But I still felt someone there, so I looked again. Still no one.
So I asked in my mind, “Hello, who’s there?” And I immediately got an image of an old photograph. It featured a Captain from the Union Army of the Civil War. And I knew that’s who was standing behind me. But he was a Yankee…?
I asked him to tell me more, and he said he was actually a gentleman, not a career military man, and he was doing his duty in the war. He indicated that he returned to this plantation after the war and lived out his life there. I assumed, although I don’t think he told me this, that he returned for a woman and probably married her.
The tour continued, and we found ourselves in the main living room. A man in the tour group spoke up and said he was related to the family that owned the plantation. He said his grandmother had grown up in this very house and had been married in this very living room.
He told us that, during the Civil War, the Yankees burned the plantation down the road, but they occupied this house and spared the property. I asked, “So there were Yankees in the house?” And he said, yes.
That part was pretty cool, but I was still kind of wondering what this meant, and if I really had a ghost with me or… was this an encounter with a spirit who has crossed over? I talk to those energies often, but this one came with that presence over my left shoulder.
As the ranger led us out of the house and onto the porch, I noticed that the energy left me, just as I crossed the threshold, as if the ghost couldn’t cross it. Later, I talked to someone with a lot of experience with ghosts and he said that was definitely a ghost and his behavior was typical.
Well, how about that?
by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Tales from the Psychic's Diary
This is one of the stories that will be featured in the new edition of Dead On: Spirited Stories from a Medium’s Diary. So how about that? You’re getting a sneak peak. Of course, you can feel free to grab the original now, by clicking on the link above. Here’s my little tale:
I presented a Suzi-Q & A LIVE psychic event in Dallas, and was very pleased that a lifelong friend of mine could attend. Diana and I have known each other since childhood, when we both took tap and ballet at Miss Beverly’s dance studio. I was also delighted when she agreed to act as hostess at my event. The hostess is sort of like an assistant, checks people in, takes pictures, answers questions afterward, etc.
Even though I knew Diana’s father had passed away a couple of years before this event, I kind of forgot that he might show up. Diana was going through some tough personal stuff, so I was reading for her based on that, and all of a sudden, there’s her dad! Now, I knew her parents a bit, of course, and they were just wonderful, nice people, real salt-of-the-earth types, but I hadn’t really hung out at their house since high school. And–ahem–that’s been two (or three) decades.
Dad had a few things to say about the family, and I could feel that this was a particularly close-knit family, not really a lot of dysfunction between them, and I told Diana that, and reminded her how fortunate she was, which she acknowledged. Then Dad had a message: Tell your sister that I’m with her too. I didn’t know what that meant, but Diana said, “We’ve all seen him since he passed, except for my sister.” So that was pretty important, and I was really glad to relay that message.
After the event was over, Diana and I went to grab a bite before I headed back to my home near Houston. In the course of our conversation, Diana asked how she could pay better attention to her own intuition. I told her to pay attention to everything and most of all, consider the possibilities. Could this thought that popped into your head mean something? Could a billboard have a private message just for you? And, specifically, I told her, “For example, if you’re driving down the freeway and a song comes on the radio that reminds you of your dad, then why can’t that be your dad’s way of saying hello? Most people will dismiss that, so consider that it really might be.”
A couple of hours later, I was driving back south on I-45, and I had been listening to radio stations on my phone. I was tired of those, so I tried tuning in to something decent on my car radio. I pushed the “seek” button once, and the radio landed on a station playing “Through the Years” by Kenny Rogers.
Ever heard it? It’s a pretty old song, released when I was a teenager. And suddenly, a long-forgotten memory rushed to my mind. I was at Diana’s parents’ anniversary party, and her dad played this song for her mom as a loving tribute. If Diana’s dad wanted to thank me or say hello to me, and if he wanted to choose the song-on-the-radio method that I had just described to his daughter, this was the song. It was the only song he could possibly have used. And I was overwhelmed.
I called Diana immediately and she was thrilled! She also reminded me that I had served as hostess at that anniversary party, just as she had served as hostess for me that day.
Thanks, Mr. Diana’s Dad!
by Susan K Morrow | Dec 15, 2013 | Interesting Info, Spooky Stuff, Suzi-Q & A, Tales from the Psychic's Diary, The Psychic Has Pspoken!
This isn’t the first time I’ve gotten a question like this: “How does your Reading in Writing work? How can you read my aura via the email?”
Variations on this question include, how can I read for you over the phone or how can I tell you about someone else in your life if I’ve never met them?
Here’s what I answered this time:
“You know, it’s amazing to me too, but it’s actually almost better for me to read for you without being with you. Everything is energy, so I just focus my energy on yours and the information comes in. Sometimes, when I am giving a BEST Psychic Reading by phone, I will close my eyes while the client is saying something and I get much more information when I am not talking or looking at anything!
“If you wanted me to hold something, such as your watch or keys or wedding ring (a process called chiromancy), obviously, we would have to be in the same room—or at least I would have to have that object. And I can do that; I’ve found I can ‘read’ almost anything, regular playing cards, tea leaves, whatever you put in front of me. Because the information is not in the object and not in the person—it’s all around us, and I just have to focus on your energy.
“Even if we were face-to-face, I would probably close my eyes for at least part of the reading. If you see me at a Suzi-Q & A LIVE, you’ll see that I often look down or close my eyes, so that I can ‘see’ what’s in my mind’s eye.”
I hope that helps you to understand how my gifts work for you. And if you want to know more, you know where to find me! (And yes, this client did get a reading.)
