Friday, August 10, 2007

My evening with John Edward

Wow, talk about amazing. Maybe there is something to this energy thing…

Well, Robyn came through with a bit of help from my Dad. It was an intimate room of about 175 people. Maybe 200. He had been there the night before. It was my understanding that both nights were sold out months ago. I was sitting with Heather, Kevin, her husband; Tom, her dad; and a friend, Elinor. Regina could not make it. She had a previous engagement with her son Dylan.

John came out an introduced himself and what he does and does not do. He talked about how where you sit and with whom you sit is not random. Honestly, I don’t remember how many groups he had read prior to coming to our side of the room. It was the most exhilarating and cool feeling I have ever had.

We were sitting near the middle of the right side of the stage. There were two women who were on the end, (going from the far outside wall in to the middle of the section), Elinor, me, Kevin, Heather, Tom. Directly behind us were two friends, Anita and Debbie. After he finished on the far side of the room, he told his assistants that he was going to our side. My heart raced. He pointed to the two ladies on the end. They stood. He asked them if they lost some one in a car accident. They said no.

He repeated “I am in that row, the lady in Blue (Elinor), no, the lady in red (me).” Heather and I started to tear up. Could it really be us? We all stood. He asked if we had lost some one in a violent car wreck. No. Does Louisiana or New Orleans mean anything? I replied I was born in Mississippi. He replied, well I flunked geography. Was where you were born affect by Katrina, because that is what I am seeing. I replied, “Yes, the home I was born in was completely demolished by Katrina, that area is no longer there.” He said, then this is definitely you. I was sure my heart stopped.

Who has an “R” name? I replied Robyn and Regina. He said yes. Then he went back to the violent car wreck. We told him Robyn had passed and her death was from a fall from her horse.

She was at a competition, but wasn’t competing at the time of her fall. But it was violent and sudden. Yes. She told him something banged and spooked the horse and there was nothing anyone could do. She wanted to reassure us (Heather and Regina, especially) that even though it happened on “their watch”, it was a freak accident and they could not have prevented it. For some reason the horse just went crazy. He said, but this horse was not hers, it was borrowed or something. (She had been leasing Noble about six months). She was a very good equestrian and had been riding many years and thought about teaching. Yes. He kept repeating there is also an M name. (All we could think of at the time was Heather’s horse Mikey, but after talking afterward, we think she may have been talking about Emmett, her own horse.)

To her Mom: She wanted to be sure we told Regina that she is ok and happy. She is very happy that Regina has been able to forgive the horse and move on with her life. He repeated this several times. She is also glad that we have remained close to Regina and family. Also, she acknowledged the class we hold in her honor in October and the carrying on of her name. (A friend, whose daughter was born in July two years ago, gave her daughter the middle name, Robyn).

Who is the H name? Heather replied, me. He said to Heather that please remember even though you feel responsible you could not have prevented it. There was nothing that could be done. She was brain-dead, due to the swelling on her brain. The shunt worked briefly and gave her relief, but it was time to leave.

He asked why Heather stopped riding. She pointed to Seth and said, I just stopped about a month and half ago. I am due any minute.

He asked about organ donations? (We didn’t have an answer.)

He asked if Mom (Regina) had remarried. No. She (Robyn) was very persistent insisting that a mom had remarried. I asked about getting married. He said no, remarried. I then said her Dad had remarried about, I think, six months before she died. He said no that wasn't it. (After about thirty seconds, I said. “Duh, Heather, YOU got remarried.”)

The month of August is significant and it has been about four years. (It was four years ago on the 8th; her birthday is at the end of August; and Heather is due to deliver Seth any day now).

She wanted us to know the 17th of a month was important. (We thought Dylan was 17, but he just turned 16. However, after talking about it later, we realized that Heather’s original due date was the 17th).

John then told us that it was very important that her Mom hear this message and he repeated that she is happy and ok. I said, “As soon as you take a break or when we are finished for the evening, you can be assured that we will be calling her!!!)

She said good-bye and he moved on. (Wait isn’t dad going to say hello??!!! Greedy I know. He did his job.)

Thank you to all the kind people who took notes for us. I have copies for any of Robyn’s friends or family who would like a set. I am sure I missed some points, but I know I missed none of the the important parts.

Thank you, Dad. Heather needed to hear Robyn.

Note: About four months ago, I had a series of dreams with my dad and father-in-law having starring roles. I knew they were trying to tell me something, but I wasn’t getting it. I even told them that I understood they wanted me to do or get something, but I wasn't getting it. Could they be more clear in the future. I am convinced, now, after last night, that it was to be at this reading and be sure Heather was there. Call it rationalization, call it crazy. I am now a converted healthy skeptic.

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