A Young Man in Spirit Has a Powerful Message for His Grandmother
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Note: At the beginning of every session, I always asked clients not to give me any information during the reading, other than to answer my questions with, “Yes,” “No,” or “I don’t know,” and if I asked a question that required anything more, I wanted only the briefest answer possible.
Not only did this help me offer a clean reading, it removed any speculation that I was merely feeding back what I’d already been told, or that I was making educated guesses.
In other words, it removed the possibility that I was a fraud.
I knew nothing when the sessions started, other than who it was they hoped would come through or what they hoped to achieve from our time together.
In the interests of brevity, what is written below is a condensed version of the reading.
“RP” sits across the table from me, a woman in her 60s with long grey hair and sparkling brown eyes. She is wearing jeans, a colourful ‘70s-style “peasant blouse” topped with a deep red shawl.
She says she would like to connect with any spirits that come through, and although she has one or two in mind, she’s happy to see who will show up and to receive whatever messages they might have.
I take a moment to tune in.
“I feel a young male presence with me. Feels like maybe teens, late teens. I would say no more than very early 20s; would you understand this?”
Instantly, her eyes fill with tears. She nods.
“He’s got a soft, warm presence. He’s a sensitive soul, gentle.”
She nods again.
“There’s a strong connection here, close. He’s not son, but maybe grandson?”
“Yes.” She takes a tissue from the box on the table and dabs at her eyes.
“There’s a sense of relief with him. He’s been wanting to talk to you for some time. He corrects me. He has been talking to you, but you haven’t heard him. He’s also telling me that you talk to him a lot and he needs you to know he’s heard every word.”
There is a sad smile through her tears.
“You keep asking ‘why?’ You say it doesn’t make sense. His energy is shifting now and he’s more serious. There’s a heaviness with him.”
He wants to tell me something but he doesn’t want to use words. Instead, he gives me his feelings.
I tell him, “I understand. Thank you.” And I tell his grandmother, “He’s taking full responsibility for his passing and he wants you to know he’s sorry.”
She remains silent but the tears flow more readily.
“He’s saying, ‘It got to be too much, I just couldn’t do it.’ I don’t know what he’s talking about in particular that he couldn’t do, or what was too much.”
I listen again.
“He uses the word ‘suffering.’ He isn’t telling me what the suffering was about, but whatever it was, it’s what drove him to do what he did. It feels so dark around him. Just utter darkness for a long period and he’s had enough. He can’t do it anymore. Does this make sense to you?”
“Mm-hm, yes.”
“He wants you to know it was quick. His passing was quick. He says you worry about him suffering with it but he says it was nothing compared to all the suffering that came before. He needs you to know he’s at peace now.”
“That’s a relief,” she sighs.
“He wants to acknowledge that you tried to reach him, you tried to help. He’s talking about how you spent a lot of time together and he loved every minute. He’s also showing me some kind of — I’m not sure what this is, just a minute.” I focus on what I can see. “It looks like some kind of a board, like for a game but it’s not like a board game kind of board, not like Monopoly or that sort of thing. More like a proper board. Crib? Something like that?”
“Yes,” she smiles. “Crib.”
“You spent hours playing together and it meant the world to him. He’s teasing about how you practically dragged him to the table when he was feeling completely miserable and didn’t want to do it, but it always helped.”
“Until it didn’t.” She sighs heavily.
“He’s saying you feel like it’s your fault, like you should have known. You should have been able to stop him.”
“Yes! I knew something was — ”
“Don’t tell me anything, please. He’s saying you feel like you should have known what was coming and you should have done more to stop him, but he needs you to know that no one was going to stop him. He says, even if you could have stopped him that time, there would have been another one. He wouldn’t have stopped until he was successful. And it’s critical to him that you understand this and stop blaming yourself.”
“I don’t know how to do that.” More tears.
“That’s why he made sure you came here today. That’s why he set this up. He wants you to let it go. There was nothing you could have done. He also wants to be sure you know how much he loves you. He’s saying, ‘Thank you,’ and that he always appreciated being with you.”
He’s giving me feelings again with only the odd word. “He’s giving me something that feels like ‘more than a grandson.’ The connection is so deep. It’s like you’re there with him a lot from the time he was little. Not as much in his first years, but maybe around 7, 8, 9, in there somewhere, it changes and he’s with you all or most of the time. Like, you raised him or practically raised him?”
“Yes, that’s true. He was 10.”
“He’s so grateful for the love you always showed him, and he’s telling me that he tested it a lot. I mean, a lot. He’s kind of chuckling with that.” He makes me smile as he teases her playfully.
She smiles, too. “Yes, he really did.”
“But he says, you never got angry. You let him know the limits but you never got angry. You let him learn from his mistakes but you also kept him safe. And he knows you always loved him. You still do.”
“I sure do,” she says softly. “That boy is my heart.”
“He knows that. Did you notice weird things with your TV a few nights ago? Like it was changing channels or wouldn’t change when you tried, or something about you saying it had a mind of its own?”
Her eyes grew wide. “Yes! My partner and I couldn’t figure out what was going on with it. We thought the remote was broken or the batteries were dying, but new ones didn’t fix the problem. It just stopped after several minutes.”
“Your grandson is taking credit for it. He was trying to let you know he was there.”
“Oh, my God, you’re kidding!”
“Nope, they do that stuff a lot. They love to play with electrical or electronic things. He says it’s not the first time either.”
“No, it isn’t!”
“He’s been trying to let you know that he’s okay now, that he’s at peace. And again, he is telling you to please let go of your guilt. You couldn’t have changed this for him. No one could.”
After a few moments, she manages, “I’ll try. I really will. I’ll do it for him.”
“That’s exactly what he wants. And to say thank you for everything you did for him.”
“I was happy to do it. I’d have done anything for that boy.”
“He knows that. And he’s grateful.”
“Tell him I love him!”
“He heard you say that. He always hears you. And he loves you, too.”
Over the following weeks and months, RP found it easier to stop beating herself up about her grandson. She was comforted by the conversation and grateful to have had the chance to hear what he had to say. Although she didn’t feel as though she could ever find peace with what had happened, at least she finally accepted that it hadn’t been her fault.
Also, it had been helpful for her to know he was okay and he wasn’t suffering anymore.
I no longer do traditional readings, but during my guidance sessions, I am often given messages to pass along, which is always a special treat.
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