Hello Everyone, I don’t believe in anything random, a story, a coincidence, a by change meeting, not even the randomness of numbers. I do believe the universe and our loved ones crossed over have ways and means of bringing something together even two random seat numbers. It was seat 18A and 18B on a flight from Detroit Michigan to Buffalo New York. Or perhaps I should have known better in the home town of Wayne Dyer, Detroit, Michigan, anything could happen! I thought for a second that the mysterious holder of seat 18A was never to be and just at the very last second, he arrives.
I had been prompted earlier by spirit to have out one particular book and my dream diary. The mystery guy who sat down in seat number 18A , quickly commented on my diary. Another person on a journey! Oh was he so right, but that wasn’t the most interesting thing to come. Just as he said that, I was told, talk to him again, talk to him. The voice seemed feminine, a littler persuasive but well meaning! So I went back to the diary and explained what it was for. The voice pushed me again with a visual of Paul McCartney and ‘Let it be”. I knew this was about Mother Mary came to me and said Let it be! So I interjected do you like or write music? He said he did allot of writing! I said that is great, you should do that, sometimes the book that is not a book is the one! Without much warning, I was then somewhat told to tell the young man what I did without any warning or finesse, it was out there and he was fascinated! And so a conversation of spiritual truths and understanding emerged among st many stories of deceased loved ones, including the lady who spoke to me and before you knew it we were landing. This journey on a small airplane somewhere between Detroit and Buffalo produced the most amazing healing and many words of wisdom from a mom trying to help her children here on earth even a daughter in law. The funniest thing about this whole flight was, I only realized after getting off my previous flight I had 35 minutes before this flight departed, only 35 minutes total! Oh my goodness! I was at one end of the airport and had to run to another concourse, with this massively heavy bag. I nearly didn’t make it myself. Had I realized this sooner, I would have never even thought to run. This was all in the divine plan. Yes, we have to admit it to ourselves, yes, just sometimes, it is visibly clear there is a higher power in charge. You are a conduit, a very special place to be! And you ask what was the book about! The book was a book written by two Jewish ladies, Small Miracles from Beyond. The mother making contact with her son was Jewish, as was her son in seat number 18A. And what was his name, well, take a look at the picture attached and you will figure it out. A mediums diary, Friday, November 8th, 2019