Random readings and my joker man!!

These are not stories that I share with you

This is my life 

All fact

The truth

I now openly tell to you without any fear

I am open and free

Ever so clear

Only to bring forward 

Nothing left behind 

I share with the world this gift of mine

Friends for life

One of my very first readings was for my best friend over the phone and I hadn't seen her since we left school. It even amazed me at the time that I could describe things in such detail, right done to where she was sitting in the house and what her daughter was doing and wearing at the time. We have never lost contact since that day :) 

Mother's instinct 

When I use to work full time and do readings part time I had a group of work mates who were very aware of my spiritual side and were quite comfortable with me sharing spiritual things with them or they would ask questions or my spiritual opinion on things of which I didn't mind answering. We use to have our hour lunch break together. One lunch break we where seated outside a cafe in Auckland city eating lunch when Mila stopped a moment and said "I'm really worried about my daughter." I straight away blurted back "oh yea, she's ok, she's just been in a fight at school." Everyone stopped eating and just looked at me then at Mila. Mila said "really!?, are you sure? I said "yea, but don't worry she's ok I promise. Mila sat for a few moments, probably processing what I had just told her, then stood up from the table and announced that she was going to run back to work and ring the school to check that things were ok. My friends left at the table were a bit stunned I think saying "did someone just tell you that?" and my reply being "yes" and continuing to eat. I carried on as normal but could hear the others thoughts flying in... "god I hope Mila's daughters ok", "I wonder how she knows that", "God she's freaky" (my favorite). They asked me more questions and we sat laughing about my crazy ways of seeing and hearing and just my life in general really. We talked many times like this before (the boy on the train etc) but nothing had every happened like this within our own group. Twenty minutes had past and Mila came walking back to our table. She stood with her hands on her hips looking at us and said "Oh that little witch is going to get it when she gets home, someone said "what happened is she ok?" "oh she's fine" Mila said, "she got in a fight and punched a boy!" We all couldn't help it, we laughed. As Mila sat down we looked at each other and I said to her "always trust your mothers instinct aye." We laughed some more and all had a smoke for Mila's stress level. :)

The joker 

When I started to do readings for strangers I would fear the thought of not giving my clients what they may have wanted from me. Many times over I would be spot on and even if the information I gave them didn't make sense at the time, I had to learn to go with it, because in the end it would always come out to make sense whether that was to be the next day, a few weeks or even years later, it would make sense somewhere along the line. 

So, I have a spirit, a man that turns up randomly for me, he is so funny, he makes me laugh so much, he turns up in the most random of places like the top of a street sign while waiting for the bus to start moving, on a parked bench as I walk down the street or even on top of my TV! He turned up so many times for a while there and still does sometimes but a lot less now. He is one of my favorite spirit friends you could say. When I meet him I didn't realize why he was there, I really thought he just liked to play games and make me laugh so I ended up nicknaming him the the joker (funny man, playing games to make me laugh and of course I thought he was joking).

The first time I saw him I was walking down hill in Auckland on Queen street the Krd end with thoughts filling my head of the things I had to do, when out of the blue, as it always is with him, my joker turned up sitting on top of a bench chair, then swinging off a lamp post asking me if I "wanna play?" I laughed and had a feeling he was safe to speak to so I said "play what?" "a game" he said and smiled at me "I bet I can tell you what is coming up". I laughed again and said "sure go on then." He found this very amusing and showed me, like seeing a movie in my thoughts, that I would soon see a man walking across the road with black hair styled in to a mohawk, he will also have long black shorts on and big black boots. Very gothic looking you say, a bit of a chubby bigger guy. Now I seriously laughed out loud when I was shown this! It was a bit far fetched I mean "come on" I said to him. He was all excited telling me how awesome he was and that I'll see. "just you watch" he said as I laughed at him down the street shaking my head. I took a second to note I am having a conversation with someone no one else could see. He was laughing as he wanted to show me how cool he was at playing this game of knowing. Around ten minutes later I was almost down near the Burger King and had not seen anyone coming that was of the description the joker had showed me. Of course I said to him "you're all shit" and he said again "just watch, you'll see, look!" He was pointing across the road, and as I looked, there he was, the man in my head, coming across the road, the man he showed me. Unbelievable! You have got to joking me. I stopped in shock and my jaw would have hit the ground if it could have. I then laughed again out loud and people, if they were watching, would have wondered what was going on! 

I got use to the joker showing up wanting to play and show off just how cleaver he can be. I never really questioned who he was or why he was there as I felt completely safe with him around and we always had so much fun! I trusted him.

One day out of the blue, just like him, I figured out why he appears for me. When I doubt my self, my abilities, what I can do. He is the one to show up and show me that I can do it by playing the game, over and over again. He is there to play with me - show me things and always be spot on meaning - help me, remind me to believe in myself, to trust what I am shown every single time. He helps me to believe in me and trust in not just me, but them also. He really does it in the best way, fun! I love fun who doesn't, I love him and thank him for sharing in that way and helping me trust in myself. Love to you my joker man xx

Oh how I feel so loved, blessed and looked after. Thank you universe xx

I'll be back for more posting, stay tuned.

love xx

Coincidence? I don't think so.

Enjoy todays blogging and don't forget to comment! :) I love to hear your thoughts and views or maybe you have questions, things you would like to hear more about.

Where it all started

I have been able to see and hear spirit since I was 10 years old. My grandfather, Reg, came to my room the night he died. I talked to him from then onwards and still till this day have not had the chance to to tell my dad that his dad was the first spiritual connection I had.  

I always lived in my own little world you could say. I talked to who people would think is thin air. I would talk spiritually on my way to school or whilst kicking my soccer ball round in my own back yard and most of all at night in my room with the sheets over my head as this would make me feel safe. Most times I would talk to Reg, but sometimes there would be others, they were harmless but because I didn't know them I felt a bit safer with something over me. I would laugh a lot at Reg as he would be silly with his hat. He would show me stuff that was to come out in reality later, some stuff many years later and yes I still talk to him now. In High School I had so much "life experiences" going on that I shut off a lot of my spiritual side, I had to be "here on earth" so to speak, to go though them. I opened back up again in my twenties. I have always had death around me in so many ways you would be shocked as even sometimes it was unbelievable to me. 

What do I mean by unbelievable you ask, well....To explain this I can only do so by giving some of my very own personal details and remember if names are needed they will be changed for the privacy of my clients and others that have been a part of my personal life.

Coincidence? I don't think so.

 

So my first long term relationship was 3 years and my partner at the time, had previous to me, lost a baby. We use to go to the cemetery and visit his sons grave and I remember even then knowing the baby was a happy and very safe but I never said anything to my partner about what I knew. I kept this side of my life very shut off to anyone else, even my family. The relationship ended and I spent the next two years on my own.

My next relationship I meet at the time of her grieving a resent lost of first her sister (suicide) and then her father (brain hemorrhage) two deaths two weeks apart from each other. I did what anyone would have, gave love and support. I felt the presence of both of them around often in the first 2 years especially. I would always tell my partner that they are safe and are with you when ever you need them. I have never meet such an amazingly strong person who coped with the losses so well. As with the previous relationship, I also in this one use to go with my partner to the cemetery. I would sit by the head stone and talk "in my mind" to her dad, I would thank him for the blessing of being a part of his family and send him loving thoughts, he would always say, I am safe, please look after my girl. He would show me pictures of his work place and old photos that I later came across in the family home. I never talked all the time with him, he would only show up when he really felt he needed to, when we would visit his grave or when he was in a dream of my partners and when she would wake up and tell me, he would be beside me telling me why and I would speak his words to her, saying maybe he was just trying to tell you......

I still never felt I could tell her as I figured she had been through enough and adding this to it could go either way. It was too much and I wasn't wanting any more hurt for her or for myself to be honest. What if she just thought I was crazy.

Within this relationship I also had a family loss of my own, my other grandfather Les. He was very sick for many years and we were happy for him to finally get peace. He was brought home for us to see him and I figured people might find it strange if I didn't go in to the room and see him (even though I already could) I stood above his body looking at him, and talking to him as he was standing on the other side of the coffin, smiling, looking at himself to. I never spoke a word of it to anyone, again fearing to come off being a little bit to weird. I figured my mum would get it....but again, a very hard time to just blurt it out. Of course I was still very sad and I cried many tears that day for the thought of him not being here with my family, it's a physical loss, a leaving of this world and on to the next, something very hard to watch any family go though and believe me, I have watched many and it never gets any easier watching a family loose someone they love.

The ending of that relationship came and a new one that began almost 7 months later. Becky was a a lovely person, kind hearted and in her eyes you could see her pressing wants for a better life, the need for someone to show her love, and a very confused girl looking for herself, who was she? That wasn't just becky, that was me too. Becky's dad committed suicide, which left her drinking and doing drugs to cover the pain and unanswered questions of why.  I hadn't learnt the difference between empathy and sympathy so I was most happy to jump in and join the drinking and drugs to cover up my life troubles and to "god only knew how" help becky in some way. I had become the rescuer. I stopped drinking and drugging after a while and even managed to help becky stop the drinking and drugging for a short time too. I never told her about some times I would see her dad. She was younger then me and so I felt I was however free to express my belief in the spiritual ways, just not telling her fully what I could do. The time again came for us to go separate ways as I was again about to meet my next relationship.

So I meet beth and we just hit it off but again was to find out three days after meeting her that her dad died. Committed suicide. As you can imagine, I started to panic a bit. I again was "being there" as anyone would be but I had my thoughts. Why me! Again?? This was to be the third time now. I was to go through a relationship like this. All different in their own styles of grieving and I learnt a lot! but really?  Recap - I meet them all in their grieving stages, I hadn't meet a dad yet, all of them had suicide connected, even two of the fathers that committed suicide the same way, via hanging. Really! again!? Unbelievable!! Am I some sort of bad luck for these people! holly crap! Why always in their grieving stage, and around a death? Is it always going to be like this?? 

After a time I was able to talk to beth about what I could see. I was able to express what I could do, talk to her dad for her and man did things take a major turn from then on. She believed me! I found people I could open up to, I did readings for people, friends, family and work mates. Connections were coming to me, meeting people like minded, not everyone thought I was crazy! It was amazing. I felt freedom of a sort that I cannot explain. It was like I finally accepted my gift for what it was, something I could be proud of and really help people with. I opened up more freely.

So as you see, death has always been a big part of my life in the most random of ways, I am use to it, and there is always a bigger picture to everything we are doing in one moment. 

I hope you have enjoyed this blog. Be pack soon with some of the experiences I've had while giving readings.

Love xx

What would you do?

I have had some amazing experiences and readings and I haven't stopped to write them all down! So I thought I would take some time to share with you some of my most memorable connections to date. Please note that in the up and coming weeks in posting about any readings, for the privacy of my clients the names will be changed. 

For anyone who hasn't experienced a spiritual reading or spiritual experience, this may give you some insight to what a reading is like or just what it's like sometimes to walk around in my shoes. 

So I'll make a start and share some funny, amazing, heartbreaking, uplifting and inspiring experiences that I have been a part of over the years.

What would you do?

So I have been asked if I have ever gone up to a complete stranger and told them things if I have seen stuff around them. A stranger. My answer to that is yes once, only once and I will never do it again. It is not something I feel should be done but sometimes you really want to. For example I went with a friend once to an after work function and there was a lady whom would have been in her mid 50's, lovely lady, and we talked a bit and as I talked to her, her husband was standing next to her smiling, He said hello, I smiled and said hello back. He said "she's my wife, she misses me, tell her I'm ok, I'm safe." I smiled and said "I'm sure she knows." and left it at that. I could feel the energy of big love that he shared with her which was very warm and amazing to feel literally. Now I would have loved to have told her, believe me, but it wasn't the place to bring it up and what if she wasn't in to this stuff? It may have scared her? It can be hard at the time but I am use to it now.

Do you want me to tell you about my "one and only time".... ok :)

Before doing spiritual work full time I use to, for a time, live in Kingsland and work in Auckland City so I would catch a train each morning and get a ride home at night. So one morning I got on the train sat down between two people and had three ladies sitting opposite me. The train started to move and out of the corner of my eye I saw a boy who one minute was over to the right and then within seconds was right in front of me. I smiled at him, he looked about 6 or 7yrs old and he was off bouncing around some more. The boy was super happy and excited! I mean SO excited and bouncing around the train like he was on a chocolate or energy drink high! I could again literally feel his energy which, if I was a runner, I could have easily won a gold medal at the Olympics! So, I'm watching him, feeling like I just want to run, feeling super happy and shaking my head whilst having a little giggle to myself knowing that I am the only one in the carriage that can see him. Suddenly he stops in front of me again. He sounded very cute as he said "hi" to me and in my mind I said "hello" back,  he then asked "can you speak to the lady for me"? he even talked fast! I said "what lady"? He then pointed to the lady sitting directly across from me. I looked at her, a lady with lighter coloured hair, then looked away and the boy was again jumping for joy, all over the place. I said to him "I would love to but I can't". I then hear "Yes you can it's ok she is great! she knows me!" My thoughts come flying in (like it's that easy) and he said "yep" in his super happiness. I couldn't help but laugh, he was just so happy and cute but I said "no, (laughing), I can't, she would think I'm nuts, I can't, sorry." He continued to jump round and told me she was family he just wanted her to know he is safe. I just smiled knowing we were minutes away from getting off. 

The train pulled up and we all stood up. I looked straight at the lady as we were about to get off and for a split second thought, if I was to tell her where would I even begin. Getting off the train I said goodbye to the boy and he waved and smiled and went on with his bouncing around the carriage. I walked the rest of the way to work just smiling at the thought of the boy from the train. My day went on and I went home without a second thought of him. 

I got to the train station a bit early the next day and stood waiting with a couple of others. The train came, I got on I sat down and as normal the train started on it's way. I looked around and who do I see!? The boy was there smiling at me! Happy as ever to see me again he said "hi, hi , hi." as he bounced all over the place, I laughed and said "hello again." I looked around for the lady and couldn't see her but my feelings told me that she must have been on the train otherwise he would not still be here. He again with all his amazing joyful energy he was trying to push me to talk the lady. I let him know she wasn't even in the carriage but of course he knew that and was most happy to let me know what one she WAS in, this being two up from the one I was in, towards the direction we were heading in. The trip went very similar to day before, him expressing to me that I need to talk to the lady for him and that it's ok she will understand if i talk to her, she will be happy to hear from him etc. 

The train pulled up at my destination. I stood up and straight away the boy said "look, look, look, she is there! you'll see her! look!" I stepped onto the platform and there she was, getting off two carriages up from where I got off. I stood in a bit of shock to be honest, I laughed to myself, pulled myself together and carried on to get to work. This time thinking of the boy for a bit longer then the day before. I even told two of my work mates (they knew about my spiritual side) as this was the second day in a row and what would I do if he is going to be there tomorrow? What if he would just be there everyday unless I said something!? They found it fascinating, funny and a little bit cute, but were no help at all and really I mean that in the nicest way possible. 

The next day I arrived ready and waiting for my train. As it arrived I thought of the boy. I got on and sure enough there he was again. I tried my best to speak with him about really not being able to talk to her as in this world it would be weird and strange to do that, but he just smiled with a knowing look that he knew it was all going to be fine. I wondered where the lady was, what carriage she was in? and again he let me know, one in front of mine. I said to him, no she's not, just to see what he would say back and he just smiled. The trip was again filled with the same energy and messages of wanting me to talk to the lady for him. 

The train pulled up at my stop and I got up to get off, as I stepped off the train I notice the boy is right beside me, walking with me. "what are you doing I asked?" "you have to talk to her" he said. She wasn't anywhere in sight and as I mentioned this to him he ignored me and kept begging me to please talk to her. We reached the escalator and we were still "arguing" about the subject at hand and half way up I stopped in mid sentence with him to notice, the lady was right in front of me! Oh god oh god, my breathing got heavy as I started to think maybe I was suppose to do this, I mean this is 3 days in a row now and how is she just right in front of me...right now...in this very moment! Also of course this boy may never leave me alone if I don't. We got to the top and we start walking off different directions. I don't know what happened but in seconds I turned myself to walk back her way and held my breath as I reached out to tap her on the shoulder. "excuse me, sorry to bother you I said (I got all nervous), um this is going to sound really weird but have you lost a little boy like had a nephew pass away?" She looked at me with shock, and said "yes" I said "um well he just wanted me to tell you that he is fine, he's happy and safe ok. And without a thought I straight away turned around, not waiting for any reply and walked out of there. I never saw him again after that day, or the lady now that I think about it. I sometimes think that one day randomly I will bang in to her again and she will remind me about that day :)

Yes, that's right, I said it! 3 days I tell you! I felt I had to do something at least. But never again. I am so firm with them now lol. No is no and that's it. What do you think? What would you have done? Join me tomorrow for my next posting where I will share some of my spiritual readings with you.

Love, light, laughter and happiness to you all xx

Protection is a must!

Hi Guys

Today I want to let you know how important it is to have protection when dealing with spirit.

As a medium I get asked questions like "can you see someone with me now?" and "ok, tell me something now then". I can tell you straight away that talking to spirit is not like a light switch that you can just turn on and off. It takes time and energy to channel (talk, hear and speak to spirit), along with a lot of concentration. I can pick up on spirit being around where ever I may be but it's whole different ball game to have a conversation with any old spirit that may be around. There are many dangers that I must be careful with before communicating with spirit.

I like to use what is called the "eggshell technique" to protect, clear or release my energy. This keeps me safe and from being hounded or attached by spirit because as you can imagine, when spirit know you can hear them, you can find yourself dealing with every and any spirit! This can be very dangerous for you, your energy and others.

I find the eggshell technique very helpful for keeping me safe and protected and it helps keep my energy clear. I have put my own spin on my technique and I call my eggshell a bubble instead :D Have a look and try it yourself! I do it at least 3 times a day but you do it as as many times as you feel it's needed.

http://angelslove.net/protection_clearing_releasing.htm


Thats all for today! Have a good one and we will talk again soon.

Take care x

A touch of music for your soul

Hello!
Today for me it's all about the music.

Through my experiences, I believe that, yes, things happen for a reason, and we are given lots of signs to take note of, but because of our busy day to day living we sometimes miss the signs we are given or are not paying attention to them. Music for me is one sign I always pay attention to. I believe that music comes from your soul. It is deep and meaningful to many people on so many different levels. Just amazing.

Have you ever had one of those days where you are in the car and a song comes on, and you just know it's meant for you? Your thoughts go straight to the song and thinking that this is a message of some sort, a sign! It's playing for you, it relates to everything you are thinking that day or everything you have been going through lately. Then you get this outburst of emotion, you sing along and have a really serious moment knowing that it is true, right, the song is talking to you. Is it just coincidence? Is there a reason behind why this happens? Was it planned for you to hear the song at that moment in time, when you really needed it? Was it someone trying to tell you something or pointing something out? It is just my view that perhaps it is spirit trying to point something out to you, wanting you to listen through music.
Why does it touch us in such a powerful way? For me, nothing comes close to what music can do for my soul. I can't live without it!
I have been thinking about music and how much it has an effect on people, the way it shapes us, how involved we get in what the singer/songwriter is saying in the song, or the beat that catches our attention and we find ourselves dancing or taping our foot. It is just amazing how many people love the sound of a tune, a musical note, voice or guitar or even just a drum beat or bass line. All this can be very powerful to ones ear.

In your own home, have you ever imaged yourself with an invisible crowd in front of you and "because no one is home" you have full range of your own rock party (music up on the highest level) jumping round like you ARE the rock star you always dreamed of " :) I have on many occasions been snapped by someone walking in, right at that hard out moment where I am really getting in to it and truly believing I am on stage! (facials and all)...come on, we have all done this right?


I love how much fun can be had and found at a concert!http://www.unpurposed.com/blogimages/deg05zoom.jpg
-I don't know if he is excited or stuck to be honest :) but I am sure he is having fun all the same.
The thing I like about music is that it has so many different levels and meanings, it brings such a wide range of different people together to enjoy the same thing.

There are so many different stories in music that relate to you in a such a way. Music is very good for helping you relax, helping people to understand your thoughts and feelings, giving advice, letting out your fears and much much more.

Spiritually speaking, music is a powerful tool that comes from within your soul. It is loved by all and brings people together. What more can you ask for.

Thanks for reading. I'm happy to hear your thoughts and experiences as always.

Night x

We may have to prove in court that we can talk to the dead?

Hi Guys,

http://www.stuff.co.nz/oddstuff/376299

I found this article a while back, I have to say I can see both sides of the fence. I know (as we all do) that some people would claim to have the gift of seeing spirit or healing people and use and abuse people just to make money out of it, thus giving truly gifted people a bad name. I also know that I have the gift of seeing and hearing spirit and have had plenty of people who want me to answer things before having a full reading with me, to "prove I'm the real deal". Are they wanting to use me?

It takes my time and energy to do a reading and I know no one in business that gives you that for free right? So ask yourself, as you take your car to get a service, would you see who is the best first by looking around? asking for prices? looking at testimonials etc? Once those things are done you would take your car in to the place of your choice and wait for it to be done. Now when it is done, if you were to find something was not fixed or done to your satisfaction, would you take it back? ask for money back? or for it to be fixed again? I know I would!

It is just my opinion that a person of honesty would gladly be willing to help you fix the problem you may have with their service and that is the difference between the "real deal" and a "fake". Feedback is a must! always give your feedback! I ask everyone of my clients to please give me feedback and be honest! This is for me to learn! ie; am I asking the right questions for my client? did I give enough detail? Is there anything I could have done better?


That's just my thoughts on communication and trust between people, as I really feel this is what is comes down to. How do we trust your service? Are you going to give me what I need? right? Or is there the question of scientific evidence? I mean if you are wanting scientific evidence and you are in to really needing that then you wouldn't be seeing a medium or psychic would you?

I know I would prove my gift in court if I had to, but in saying that I also know that I would be honest enough to say sorry if I didn't get it right the first time and offer to try again or to give a refund.

What are your thoughts? Feel free to leave your comments as I would love to know what others think of this!

Have a good day

Ange

Interested in mediumship?

Hi Everyone,

Welcome to my first blog! My name is Ange and I am the sole writer of this blog. I run my own business called Precious Messages. I offer you the opportunity to receive messages from spirit via medium readings. I am a very down to earth person just like you, who has simply been blessed with the ability to communicate with those existing on ‘the other side’.

What can I do for you? Well I like to call myself a messenger, this is what I do best, pass on messages to you. I am the middle person, I am the missing link people might say. I speak to spirit and pass on any messages that may be waiting for you.

I am starting this blog for anyone who has questions or an interested in mediumship, not only will I try my best to answer your questions for you but I also want hear your views and thoughts on the subject too! I am very open minded and love to learn and share new findings. I love conversation and the random things that can come up! I get a lot of questions from everyone I meet such as, how do you talk to spirit? Do you get scared? Where are they and why can't we see them? What do they do 'over there'? Are we all here to learn something, and if so what?

So again, welcome to my first blog! Just an intro to who I am and what I can do for you ;) Look forward to having some great conversations with you all!

I would love to hear from you so always feel welcome to leave comments and ask questions! If you are a bit shy you can always pop me an email and ask me privately at ange@preciousmessages.co.nz

Until then, I will see you all tomorrow for some fun conversation starters!