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Mommy, someone’s tickling me


I just got off the phone with Lisa and she told me an interesting story.

Last night, Jolie woke Lisa up and said she felt someone was in her bedroom and he was poking and tickling her back. She showed Lisa how she moved when she felt the tickle and said she hasn’t felt like that since they lived on Waldron Ave.—their last apartment. Jolie was so scared that she slept in the living room.

Lisa went on to tell me that when they lived on Waldron Ave, she used to feel the same poking and tickling and her back would move the same way. She never told anyone about it until now.

When Lisa was 3-years-old, her biological father was murdered. She’s always felt her father was watching over her.

When Jolie was between the ages of 2 and 4, she would tell Lisa that a man would watch her sleep. He would never touch her, only watch over her. They lived in several different apartments, and the man would always be watching.

Sophia is 3 and she’s been saying the same thing. She’ll be playing in her bedroom and she’ll run out saying there’s a scary man in her room.

Both Murray Silver and Shirley Janney—the psychic I saw—told me that when a parent dies before their children grow up, their lives are unfulfilled so their spirit becomes a ghost and they stay with their children.

Lisa and I think that her biological father is the ghost that lives with them.

He and Me


“You’re my distance, destination of choice
I’d give anything just to hear your voice
I could’ve passed you on the street
Without saying a word
Most times I miss the voice
That goes unheard

What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be undone”
            -Course of Nature, “Caught In the Sun,” Superkala, 2002

Tony and I have only been together for four months on May 29th. It seems like we’ve known each other forever which is why it seemed only natural for us to move in together after only knowing each other for two months. And that’s why it doesn’t feel weird that tomorrow we will be getting a family-share cell phone plan together.

He makes me happier than any guy I’ve ever dated. He is sweet, but not always. He is supportive, fun, and gets my lame sense humor even if he doesn’t find it funny. He’s dorky, adorable and incredibly sexy. We are good for each other, and we connect mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually.

There are a lot of weird things that tell me Tony and I should be together—other than my psychic, Shirley Janney, saying we are soul mates and were together in a past life.

  • I am from Rochester, New Hampshire and Tony is from Portsmouth, New Hampshire. It is a short 30 minute drive from my house to his. Tony was actually born in Rochester.
  • One of Tony’s elementary school best friends was Gary. I dated Gary as a freshman in college for about a month. Gary and I decided that we were better off as friends and grew to be best friends for several years.
  • Tony went to high school with the only guy I was ever in a serious, long-term relationship with. Tony’s father knows my ex-boyfriend’s family. Both families are from Portsmouth.
  • Tony and I both moved to Savannah because we love this town and hate the cold, snowy, New England winters.

Before, I would say that all of these strange occurrences are just a coincidence. But as my dear friend Murray Silver would say, “Nothing is coincidence.” Everything happens for a reason. With all of the common people we both know, we could have met in New Hampshire. But we didn’t. It took us both moving 1,100 miles away from home to find each other. And that’s how spirit works.

In the past four months, Tony and I have only spent a handful of nights apart. He’s leaving on Thursday morning to go back to Portsmouth for five days. It makes me sick thinking about being away from him, and it makes me sicker thinking about how pathetic I am.