Hmm Lady Akasha Tarot cards and them boards (I forget what you call them) the ones you put your hands on them and the spirits move your hands to an letter or answer (I tried one w/ some friends when I was a kid) scared the Hell right out of me!
anyways back to this psychic thingy... me hyjacks Angela's thread and goes alil off topic maybe w/ my uncle again cuz this is so wierd to me.
One of the many weird things that happened between my uncle and me during the course of his passing was this and this was just one incident...
When he was passing though he was closer w/ my older sister and my mother (his sister) while here in Cali, he called me constantly during his passing and I "Hated it!" cuz it was my first time experiencing death w/ a family member and I felt like I was dying along w/ him or something...
well anyways he was a Heroine addict all his life and a complete mess, wonderful human being when clean but a monster when on Drugs he moved out to Cali to try to change cuz my mom and his other brother are here (my other uncle) but he only stayed clean a short time and found other drugs here on this side of the coast so nothing happened there which let him to Hepatitis, Cirrhosis of the liver, which in turn then turned into Cancerous tumors...
He went back and forth to hospitals over and over so much towards the end and since the Doctors never can tell "when exactly" a person is going to die they said "It could be a month it could be several months it could be a year"
he was back and forth at the hospital so many times we started to not take his visits to them as his actual last thinking oh he will be released back home and prob die at home in hospice care, but his very last visit to the hospital I remember very well cuz "I" knew it was his last and I "knew" he was dying when everyone thought he was going to be released and "they" were at the hospital w/ him I was not!
I remember being at my mom's house cuz my mom was at her sisters in Florida and she did not expect my uncle to die during her being away for a few days cuz she thought he had "months if not a year left" and my sister called me at my moms house and said my uncle was back at the hospital yet again and she just dropped him and my Grandmother (his mother) was w/ him and he prob will be released but she wanted to let me know he was back yet again at the hospital, I felt him call me through the call though he never got on the phone he was in the hospital she was calling me from but no where near the phone, I told her please come pick me up I have no car to get to the hospital but he is going to die and he wants me there, (course she thought I was nuts) but came to pick me up
to make a long story short my sister freaked by me stayed outside the hospital and just dropped me off at the entrance and said she would come back in an hour to pick me up (she is a chicken regarding death, so she played it safe) I ran up to his room when I got there he was taking his last breath, he spoke to me w/ no words and I spoke to him w/ words I remember the nurse said he was gone, then I did not even see my Grandmother (his mother) behind me cuz it happen so fast, He (my uncle spoke to me but not in words while I was staring at what I thought was a dead body now, and he said turn around and grab my mom she is going to faint and take care of her for me) I turned around and if I did not my Grandmother would have hit the floor that second (and I did not even see her when I ran in the room)
freaky and something I will never understand any of it and that is just one small thing that happened during my uncles passing...
was it psyhic, spiritual what in the world was that I want to know