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John Edward was in Portland, Maine

The last time John Edward came to Portland, I wanted to go. I’d read some of his books, taken some of his free online classes, and watched his TV show, Evolve. I couldn’t wait to see him in person!

Alas, was unable to find anyone to go with, so I stayed home.

This year when I saw he was coming again, I still wanted to go. I figured that if one year later I was still dying to see him, I had to go. The story was the same, though. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me. I also had family commitments that precluded me from going.

Hello? Disappointment!

At the eleventh hour, the planets aligned and my schedule opened up. I decided to be brave and go by myself. I even got a big discount on my ticket!

It was so worth going. I loved every minute of this show. I didn’t get a reading myself, but what John said at the outset was true: if you get a reading, you wind up missing a lot of what happens after. I was there to learn, and I did learn. A lot.

Plus, John and his announcer/friend Katrina are funny! And warm! And caring! Everything you want in a human being.

John’s spirit messages for the families that did receive readings were incredibly accurate. He doesn’t let people bully him (and surprisingly, someone did try to) into making his information fit their story. He insists on accuracy and validation and it makes a huge difference in the quality of the readings.

If John ever comes back to my area, I am so going again.

Even if it’s by myself.
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BOOK REVIEW: A Still, Small Voice by Echo Bodine

I was in the middle of two other books when I suddenly felt an urgency to readĀ this book. Echo Bodine still small coverI picked this one up and put the others aside. I read another book by this author last year, Hands That Heal, and enjoyed it very much. This book popped up in much the same way, out of the blue. I forget how I even learned about it!

So right at the beginning, Echo talks about listening to her mother. This resonated with me because just this week, I was talking someone (My husband? My daughter? My higher self? I forget!) about how IĀ never listened to my mother. I have no idea why I didn’t. But my mom, as Echo describes her mom, “…always had an uncanny knowing about everything that happened in our lives.” Ā It was unsettling, I always thought. Now I know why: it was her intuition.

As has been happening so often to me lately, a few things fell into place for me as I read this book. On page 62, Echo talks about when you hear a voice call your name out loudly and distinctly and then when you turn to see who it is, there’s no one there. This has happened to me! The most dramatic instance was when I was awakened from a sound sleep by someone yelling, “Karen!”

I woke right up. There was my husband, clearly out cold, next to me. I waited but then I asked him in the morning anyway if he had yelled out my name in the middle of the night. Of course, he had no idea what I was talking about. He was asleep! Echo describes this as hearing with your psychic ears. Aha! This really does happen! It has happened to other people, too!

The bright white light I have recently Ā begun to see in meditation also was als clarified for me inĀ this book, on page 84.

Anyway, I enjoyed this book very much and I think you will as well. I highly recommend it.