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In this video I speak about a few situations that occurred. I kept the stories short so this writing will be a bit long.

There are times when a soul from a session the day maybe week before will come back to me and give me more information. I will reach out to my client and more often then not the message is meaningful. This just happened, unfortunately, I didn’t put my clients phone number into her appointment so I can’t contact her and will not know if it’s true.

I went to see Lisa, when our session was almost over, she asked for her father-in-law. He came through and gave me messages for Lisa. The next day her father-in-law was with me breaking my chops about sitting in his seat while I was there. We met down stairs in what looed to me to be a room for entertaining. I have no idea if that would make sense to Lisa or not, but the way I hear it had some meaning.

The following stories were validated, except the Cross, they are just part of the story if you want to read the whole story they are in my book, “They Speak Through me”, or on my webpage.

                                                     The Cross

For the record, I do not bring my beliefs into my sessions in any respect. I do not judge anyone; I have no right to judge others. I do know of many who do this let personal beliefs bleed into their readings. I believe allowing that to happen is unethical, selfish and egotistical none of which belongs in a session.

 When I do a session, I am in a zone and am connected to the souls and my client only I watch the movie and try to make sense of it. If I let anything outside or my personal feelings come into our session that doesn’t belong there, the messages will be off. My personnel beliefs or feelings is not why my clients come to me. I say this because this post can be looked at as controversial, I hope it isn’t it is not meant to be, what I am about to tell you is what exactly happened.

During a session with a group one of the women had a small cross on. My attention kept going to the cross, it was lighting up as I like to say. I do not do what I call the carnival act, did your mother or father give you that or is that your grandmother’s kind of thing. I just continued giving her the messages I was getting for her. Once she received her messages I moved on to the next person.

A few days later a Grandmother was with me showing me that cross again. I had actually forgotten about it and wasn’t sure who was wearing it. Someone from the group called me, I asked her if she was her who wore, she told me it was not and told me who it was. I do not remember sessions or messages for the most part this was the reason for the confusion.

The grandmother told me she was proud of her granddaughter; she made the right decision. She told me she was going to terminate her pregnancy but decide last minute not too.

All this came from nowhere, I wasn’t thinking about her or the cross. I wasn’t even thinking about the session, Grandma just popped for a quick visit. I felt this had to be wrong because of the way it came in, but I had to check. Because she was the one who set up the session, I had her number, I reached out to her via text and asked if she had a minute to talk.

She did, when I told her what I was getting she confirmed it as true. She told me it was a last-minute decision to have her daughter. She was on her way to have the procedure, when she made that choice. 

Today she has a beautiful baby girl the love of her life and is happy she made that decision.

I never know when a soul will jump in on me to give me a message my client needs to hear. It doesn’t happen often. Why didn’t I get that message while I was there? I have no idea why that happens. I don’t have all the answers even though it’s believed we should, I have learned to just go along with things as they happen. I would like to say I do this without question but that is not true, I do question I simply do not get the answers. There are things the other side does not want us to know, I am accepting that more and more, hell I have no choice.

                                                           The Flower Pedal

I was asked to do a group session, what I call a gallery with a family, the father Craig, mom Anna & daughter Judy. Upon sitting down Craig’s father came through right away, as did Anna’s mom. 

I was giving them the messages from the souls when my attention turned to Judy, I was hearing a little voice saying, mommy. As always when I hear or see child my heart dropped and a little girl came through. I asked if she lost a child which didn’t seem to be the case hoping the answer was no. She told me yes not hers but a child she was very close too. I told her the child was telling me Judy is like her mom and was very close to her. This turned out to be true.  

The session was taken over by the child at this point. Another woman showed up right after her who told me she was her mom’s mom who was there for her, along with the rest of the family who first showed up. 

When I awoke the next morning at 5:15am I went to the kitchen to grab my coffee when I saw a pink flower pedal in the middle of the floor. It was in great shape, it looked like an Orchid pedal but I wasn’t sure, I picked it up and threw it away thinking my wife may have dropped it.

I reached out to Chris to see if a pink flowers pedal meant anything to him, he said yes. He sent me a photo of Kelly when she was four wearing pink dress holding pink flowers, pink was her favorite color.

Later that day I was talking to Judy at which time I conveyed to her what had happened. She also told me pink was her favorite color, and all when she was sick the neighbors in their neighborhood all displayed pink in support of her.

                                                                             Lou Lou

I had an experience that affected me more than any other. It was around a child who passed. I have had many children and yes, it is always very painful, but this child her name is Sophia, stayed with me. The day after I met with Sophia’s mother, she sent me a private message thanking me for the messages, letting me know it was helpful. Upon reading that the pain was so strong, my heart was so heavy, I became very emotional. Although this has happened before this was far and above the magnitude of all others.
Sophia told me she was sad because her daddy was in a great deal of pain even though he hides it. I wrote her mother and offered to meet with them together. I told her I would not charge for this, because one, this can’t be about money all the time and two; I didn’t want any suspicion by the dad that I would be coming to make money off their grief. I didn’t mention this to her, but I saw a uniform for him; I wasn’t sure if he was a police officer or a fireman. I asked if he would be open to this, she asked him and told me even though he was skeptical; he was open to hearing what I had to say.

messages, but he wasn’t seeing them like his wife has been.

Upon my walking in the dad was glaring at me; like someone who was pissed at me for something awful. However, within moments I was told by one of the adult souls who were with me he didn’t want to become emotional that made complete sense.
I wasn’t sure if he got anything from the messages, I rarely am, it’s just who I am.

I did speak with his wife later who told me he will need time to figure things out, again something that is normal with this modality. I realized my heart felt lighter when I left after our session. I believe this was because he did get something out of the session. At the very least their daughter got to talk to her daddy and that was all she wanted to do.

I am rarely up at 5 AM, but when I am there is a symphony of birds outside my window singing. The morning after our session I was awakened by a single cardinal, at 5 AM sitting and singing outside my window, Cardinals are one of the birds the souls often use as a sign; one that had significance for this family. What actually caught my attention was this was the only bird singing at the time. I’ve never been awakened at that hour by a single bird, this bird sat there and sang for a half hour, until I realized this bird was sent to me as thank you from Sophia, there is no doubt in my mind if you know me, I have to be convinced when it comes to messages for me. I am not the kind of person who believes everything is a sign. A few days later I spoke with her mother and told her about the bird. I jokingly said to her how I wished she waited until at least 6 or 7 AM. Her mother told me she woke up at 5 AM every morning.

Please look for the stories on my webpage, facebook page or my book.

Bob Buchanan

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