Before I begin with the details I’m going to put it out there:
I am a believer.
I recently wrote about a strange encounter, I am not a sceptic and I think this makes a difference in my approach and openness to receiving a reading. If you are sceptical (and you have every right to that opinion) then you may want to turn away now…
On Tuesday morning I sat down to a Skype call with psychic medium Emma Kinsey. I have never had a proper reading before and I was nervous because I wasn’t sure what was going to happen or if I’d feel a bit unnerved.
I needn’t have worried.
Emma Kinsey is a psychic medium who gives psychic readings providing messages from those who have passed over – with details from the past, the present and the future.
As the call began I was greeted by Emma’s big smile and comforting midlands accent. After an initial quick chit chat I felt immediately at ease, which was a huge relief.
There was none of the’ ‘is there anybody there?’’ type of stuff, instead Emma studied her tarot cards and sat intently for a minute, as if listening, what she said next was incredibly accurate. Straight away my dad ‘came through’ and Emma knew how he had died and that he was young (46) she even knew what time of day he passed away and the circumstances.
Of course there were a few tears from me, especially after Emma told me my dad knew about the photograph and the cardigan of his that I kept after he died.
I believe my dad has tried to communicate with me on a number of occasions. I remember when my eldest, Lewis, was just 4 years old and he told me that he could see a man sitting on the steps outside our house. Unbeknownst to him, we were living in the house that I grew up in and that those were the very steps Dad would sit on for a sneaky cigarette when he was alive. Of course when I looked, I could see no one, but Lewis was quite adamant that he was there.
There have been other times, where I’ve been quite convinced I’ve seen him myself and have had to do a double take. I feel as though I have sensed other spirits in the place between sleep and awake but I’ve never been brave enough to confront and accept these feelings for what they might possibly be, or admit them openly to others for the fear of being judged as bonkers.
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Emma told me that she knew I had seen my dad:
‘’You see him all the time don’t you? It’s him, and he’s with you’’ she told me.
”I see his face everywhere”
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We chatted for a while about Dad and what sort of chap he was. Emma was able to tell me things that I don’t believe there is any way she could have known, such as Mr T and his obsession with protein drinks and his weights in the garage, the hours he works and type of business he was in, the car we’ve just swapped over and my middle daughter’s chapped lips. I have never talked about a lot of this on the blog so that pretty much blew me away.
And then came the details that left me utterly speechless and crying – Emma looked visibly emotional too. One thing we discussed so very personal to me that I don’t want to talk about on the blog, nor have I ever divulged to anyone but very close family. Emma was able to give me specific detail, and even a name that there is absolutely no way she could have researched or found out before hand.
Emma wasn’t at any point vague she was specific, giving names, places, dates and describing special items. Again, none of which she could have known.
But that’s not all, Emma knew and was able to tell me about a project I am currently working on and has given me the faith that it will all work out. There were a couple of things that I have stored away in my mind, for the future, things that haven’t yet happened but I am assured they will.
Whatever you believe, my experience was a positive one. At the end of our 30 minute reading, I felt so at ease with Emma and I wish I had seen her in person because I would have given her the biggest hug, she had to settle with me blowing a teary kiss into the computer screen instead. She is a lovely lady, with a very special gift and I would not hesitate in recommending her to you.
The first thing I did after we hung up? I got straight on the phone to my sister, of course.
‘’Dad says hi…”
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You can book a reading with Emma or get in touch with her on Twitter. Let me know in the comments what you think about all this and if you’ve ever experienced anything ‘other worldly’ I would really love to chat to you about it!2