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Do Dead People Walk Their Dogs?
Questions You'd Ask a Medium If You Had the Chance
Can the Dead joke with us?
One time I was doing a reading at one of my big shows and the questioner's mother-in-law came through. Unlike my own situation with my mother-in-law, they had been very close. Most of the time I can validate who the spirit is by asking them the means of their crossing, how they died, which the person is able to confirm. But in this case, her mother-in-law didn't want to talk about that at all. She kept saying to me, "Just say T—she'll know what it means." Well, I sure didn't know what it meant. Was it an initial of somebody? The first letter of a place? Who knew? But the spirit was insistent so I told her, "She's saying to just mention the letter T and you'll know what it is." She looked puzzled. She said to herself, "T? T?" then she laughed. She said, "Oh! I get it! Tea! Like you drink, a cup of tea. After my mother-in-law died, her daughters and I had to go empty the house so it could be sold. In Mom's kitchen were boxes and boxes and boxes of Lipton's tea! No English Breakfast or peppermint or Darjeeling or chamomile. No. Every time we opened a cupboard, there was more Lipton's tea! My sisters-in-law and I still laugh about how much tea Mom had." Clearly they weren't the only ones laughing—her mother-in-law on the Other Side was enjoying the joke, too.
I think even souls who were very sober when they were here lighten up when they get to the Other Side. We're all different so not every dead guy is a comedian, but when they see the big picture they just get a little lighter. And they appreciate it whenwe can be lighter, too. I had four women come to see me for a group reading. They didn't look anything alike so I was guessing they were friends, not sisters. It didn't take long before I saw, standing behind all four of them, the spirit of a woman who told me she had died of cancer. When I asked why she was claiming all of them, did they know who she was, they all nodded somberly and told me that she had been a well-liked coworker of theirs named Viola. Viola had a big smile for one of the four women and I said to her, "Why is it that Viola is telling me that you were the funniest one of the bunch? And what is it she's showing me, like this?" I picked up a pen that I'd been signing books with and pointed it at her. Finally that got a smile out of her. She told me that while Viola was still able to work, sometimes she'd have a pretty bad day and to get her out of her mood she would shoot rubber bands at her with her pen. If Viola was having a really bad day, she'd take the whole box of rubber bands and empty it on Viola's head! So silly, but such a loving gesture at the same time—we all appreciate that kind of thing, don't we?Do Dead People Walk Their Dogs?
Questions You'd Ask a Medium If You Had the Chance. Copyright (c) by Concetta Bertoldi . Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.