“It was mid October, 2005. Halloween was nearing, my friend’s birthday was coming right up and a group of us ladies decided to plan a unique party. We’d been talking about visiting a psychic to do a reading for some time now. This seemed like the perfect time of year, the inimitable birthday party, a great way to spend a ladies night out.
I made reservations for a Saturday night reading for four of us with a psychic whom none of us had ever met. We didn’t tell the birthday girl, Doreen, where we were headed. Upon arrival, the psychic led us into a small room at the back of the store where she worked with other people of similar abilities. We were all seated around a small table, giggling in anticipation of a fun filled adventure. None of were taking any of this seriously, after all, it was a Halloween/Birthday party for a group of middle aged women just out for a good time.
The psychic, Sarah, started in with a prayer, asking the guides and spirits to speak to us, keep us safe, and know that we would use any knowledge gained for good only. Sarah started right in talking about Doreen. We hadn’t told her which one of us was the birthday girl, but she knew. Sarah asked if anyone had recently lost a brother; none of us had. She pressed on, looking in Doreen’s direction.
“I’m getting a young man, someone in his early 30s who died a short time ago. If not a brother, then maybe that was a nick name?”
Read the rest of Angel Story here. – Brenda Bonyun