Australia's most gifted and acclaimed psychic medium, Debbie Malone, shares her most challenging and life-changing stories of healing and love in Always With You. Showcasing her extraordinary ability to facilitate communication between two worlds--the living and the dead--these incredible true stories explore questions about the human soul and spirit world, as Debbie shares her powerful messages from departed loved ones on the other side to bring comfort, closure, and healing. These are the real stories and accounts of miracles and wonder that are bound to leave you breathless and captivated with the memories and endless love from the world beyond.
"Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, and your memories. The times we loved. The times we cried. The times we laughed and the times we shared together will always be remembered!" -Robert Warwick Malone (1926-2012)
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About the Author
Debbie Maloneis an acclaimed spirit medium who has assisted police departments across Australia in missing-persons and murder investigations for the last sixteen years. Her extraordinary gifts - she is a psychic and clairvoyant as well as a medium - enable her to receive visions from both the living and the dead, from the past, present and future, and to convey messages to bereaved families from their departed loved ones. Debbie Malone's schedule includes conducting psychic development workshops, spirit photography tours, numerous print, television and radio interviews, private readings and workshops on how to attune to the spirit world. National Television appearances include "Today Tonight", "Sensing Murder", and "Sunrise" and most recently on "The One" on the Seven Network.
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Angel In The Car Park
I have always been a pretty skeptical person, but I must state I have also always been very open-minded to the possibility that we are protected from above. I have discovered that if you don't believe anything is possible, you will never discover what truly is.
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A few years ago I was a member of a local gym situated near a large shopping centre. The car park of the gym was out in the open and very close to a McDonald's, in a very nice suburb. The gym was very large and was always very busy. Due to family commitments I would visit the gym either in the early hours of the morning or during the evening when my husband would be home to look after our children.
I would often experience an overwhelming feeling of dread and of feeling unsettled whenever I entered or exited the car park. At first I thought that this feeling was just my imagination and I hoped that it would pass.
One morning at 5.30 a.m. as I pulled up into the gym car park I heard a voice whisper in my ear: 'You could get mugged here!' The voice was male and I recognised him as one of my guardian angels. I thought to myself, what an odd message to receive, and pushed the thought aside and continued into the gym to do my workout. When I left the gym the sun had risen and the feeling that something could happen had all but disappeared.
From that day on I began to feel uneasy about going to the gym. I tried to rationalise this fear. To be honest, I didn't really have any reason to feel unsettled at all. However, my gut feeling was to be cautious and be alert coming to and from the car while attending the gym.
Every day afterwards I would hear the same male voice in my ear reminding me of his first warning: 'You could get mugged here!' Each day this message became a little louder than the time before. I began to question whether or not I was imagining things or if there was truly a need for concern.
As time went on my gut feeling became stronger and stronger and my guardian angel kept repeating his words of warning. It got to the point where I would park the car and run up to the gym entrance. It was only once I was on the premises that I felt safe. It was not a good way to be. I was going to the gym to de-stress and yet I was becoming more anxious and stressed about my safety every day.
I am sure while you are reading this you are thinking to yourself, why didn't I just leave the gym or listen to my guardian angel? Even though I work as a full-time psychic medium, it doesn't always mean that I have my guides and guardian angels on tap. I am also a pretty stubborn person who literally needs to get hit in the head with common sense before taking action.
After being a member of the gym for another few months the feeling was just not going away. I wasn't going to the gym as much as I first had, and my guardian angel's voice was getting so loud it was like he was screaming in my head: 'YOU COULD GET MUGGED HERE!' It got to the point where I made an appointment with the gym to cancel my membership. I couldn't wait for the day to arrive so that I could finally find some peace of mind.
My appointment time was 7 p.m. on a Wednesday evening in August. It was a cold and rainy night and the car park was deserted. I entered the gym and filled out the necessary paperwork to cancel my membership. I also had to take the tag off my key ring and return it to the office to complete my cancellation. I hoped that once I had visited the gym for the last time the feeling of dread that I had been experiencing for so long would disappear. The only problem was that it didn't disappear, in fact the feeling became stronger.
That night I went into the shopping centre and purchased some groceries. I returned to my car with groceries in hand. My car was parked in a well-lit area near the entrance of the shopping centre, and the McDonald's restaurant was about 50 metres behind where my car was parked. I didn't have any need to feel any alarm but something still just didn't feel right.
I put all of my shopping bags onto the ground whilst I looked for my car keys in my handbag. As I was fumbling around, the familiar voice of my guardian angel repeated the words I had begun to dread: 'You could get mugged here!' This time he was screaming at me so loudly that I began to feel ill. All of the hairs on the back of my neck went up and I knew that I was in trouble.
Initially I didn't see what the danger was – I just knew that something was going to happen. By now I was frantically fumbling for my keys when I realised they were in my pocket. I had put them in there after handing in my tag for the gym.
Suddenly, I heard a female voice behind me. She said: 'Can you give me a lift to Hurstville? I will give you twenty bucks?' I reasoned that it was a female voice, so I should be okay. The thought crossed my mind that females don't mug females, or did they?
At this point I became really angry and thought to myself, this can't be really happening. I had cancelled my gym membership and this was going to be the last time I would be in the carpark in the dark. So why was this happening?
I stood there, frozen, whilst looking straight at this woman. At the same time my guardian angel was showing me images of what her intentions were. My first instinct was to jump straight into the car. The only problem was the central locking would open all doors and my angel showed me that if I jumped into the car then the woman would jump in behind the driver's seat. He then showed me her sitting behind me and grabbing me by the throat.
The woman was dressed in black tracksuit pants and a black sloppy joe. She was about thirty years of age and she had short dyedblonde curly hair with black regrowth. She was carrying a big black heavy-looking duffle bag over her shoulder. Her eyes were dark and lifeless. The evil energy that surrounded her sent chills up my spine.
At this point a thousand things were going through my mind. I thought, do I run away? Do I scream? Is this really happening? What do I do next?
Suddenly an overwhelming calmness came over me and my guardian angel told me to just stand there and confront her and he would look after me. The woman wasn't too impressed by my apparent calmness. Everything now seemed to be happening in slow motion. She looked at my groceries on the ground. Next she looked at my handbag and then looked at the keys in my hand. She suddenly lunged at me as she attempted to grab my handbag. I looked straight into her eyes and yelled at her: 'Nooooooo!' The voice that came out of my mouth was not my own; it was my guardian angel's voice and it was very deep and masculine. I couldn't believe what was happening, but I knew that my guardian angel was going to look after me in some way, shape or form. He certainly didn't let me down.
The most astonishing thing then took place. Just as the woman was about to grab my handbag a big streak of light came between us. The light was so bright, it looked like a huge bolt of lightning from above. The energy of the light was so powerful that it knocked the woman off her feet. I just stood there dumbfounded. I know that, psychically, I am able to see things, but I was surprised to notice that this woman was also able to see that light. She blinked her eyes and then picked herself up and suddenly jumped back, away from me. She shook her head in disbelief. She then turned away from me and mumbled : 'Where do you live anyway?' Then she mysteriously walked away and disappeared into the darkness.
I couldn't believe that during this whole event there was not another soul in the car park. When the realisation hit me I began to shake uncontrollably. I quickly picked up my groceries, jumped into my car and locked all the doors. I then drove around the car park to see where the woman had gone because I was concerned that she might try to attack another unsuspecting victim. She was nowhere to be found. The whole incident seemed so surreal. But I knew that it had happened.
I once again heard the male voice whispering in my ear telling me: 'You are okay!' He showed me how he had stepped in front of the woman to stop her from causing me harm. I immediately thanked my guardian angel for his love and protection and thought how wonderful it is to know that I am always protected. I will never again doubt that I have an angel by my side.CHAPTER 2
A Broken Heart
I met Peter Busseler, who had come to me for a reading, on 20 May 2008. During all readings I ask the client to bring a personal item. If they wish to make contact with a deceased loved one, I ask them to bring a photograph of the deceased or an item that belonged to them.
When Peter arrived for his reading he gave me his gold ruby signet ring and a little bulldog soft toy. The bulldog was quite old and looked well-loved – it had a little tear at one of the seams and I could feel how much it meant to Peter. I soon realised that the bulldog had belonged to Peter's father.
The moment I tuned in to the bulldog I could see Peter's father standing beside him. I asked Peter if his father was in spirit and he said: 'Yes, he is.' I explained to Peter how I could see his father standing beside him, on his left side. Peter's eyes lit up when he realised that his father was in the room with us.
Peter then advised me that initially on making his appointment my assistant had given him a different date and time to come and see me. However, there had been an earlier cancellation and my assistant had texted him to see if he would like to move his appointment forward to the 20th of May.
It was only when Peter told his wife of the change of appointment that she reminded him that it was the date of the 1 anniversary of Peter's father's passing. Some people may think that this is a coincidence, but I think that Peter's father had been doing some organising from the spirit world to ensure that Peter was able to see me on such a special day.
Peter's father then showed me, from the spirit world, that he had passed from a massive heart attack. He did this by transferring that pain to me so that I understood what he had experienced. The pain was so intense I felt that I was going to pass out. I asked Peter if his father had passed due to heart problems and I relayed the sudden pain that I was experiencing from his father.
Peter sadly replied: 'Yes, he died suddenly of a massive heart attack and I didn't get to say goodbye to him.' Peter's father then began to tell me that Peter needed to be careful as he too had a heart condition that he was not aware of. He wanted me to tell Peter to look after himself better. Peter's father was extremely worried that history was going to repeat itself if Peter wasn't made aware of his situation. He then persisted in telling me to tell Peter that he needed to go the doctor for a checkup.
I asked Peter if he had any been experiencing any heart issues. I had begun to suffer excruciating pain within my own body once again. Since experiencing six Near-Death Experiences I have been given the ability to connect with my clients' bodies when they have health issues. I can either see the issue inside the client's body (it glows), or I can feel it within my own body. I always advise the client that I do not have any medical training whatsoever and the messages I am picking up are from spirit. I am always careful about how I pass this information on because it can sometimes be quite scary and confronting to the client. If I see or feel something, I ask the client if they are experiencing any discomfort and I relay to them the area where I feel or see the pain in their body. If they agree that they are experiencing issues then I gently suggest to the client that it might be a good idea to visit their local doctor to seek medical advice, just in case there is an issue that they are not aware of.
In Peter's case I didn't have much choice because his father was being very persistent in encouraging me to give his son the information. Peter said that he didn't have any health issues that he was aware of and he told me that he exercised regularly and felt as fit as a bull. Yet again, his father persisted in telling me that Peter should go to the doctor to have a checkup. Once again I passed on the information and then I tried to continue to give Peter a reading. By this time I felt that Peter was getting a little annoyed with me.
I could see that Peter had recently sold his business and he was about to retire. I could see the future life that Peter wished to have with his wife and children. Peter's father showed me images of his grandson and he showed me Peter guiding his son in his own business venture. Peter's father was so proud of Peter and showed me what a great father he was to his two boys. I felt that Peter was about to begin a new chapter in his life and as I passed on the images of his future to him his dad abruptly stepped in again and asked me AGAIN to tell his son that he had a health issue.
This time I could suddenly see inside Peter's body and I could see three blockages in Peter's heart. The blockages were at the back of the heart muscle. I explained to Peter that I could see and/or feel health issues within clients' bodies as if it were happening to my own body. (It doesn't happen to everyone I do a reading for; it only happens if it is vitally important for me to pass on the knowledge to the client.) I also explained to him that in no way, shape, or form did I think I was a doctor with medical knowledge. I just wanted him to know what I was seeing and that he should at least pay attention to what I was being shown. It would then be up to Peter to have a checkup.
Still Peter's father would not stop nagging me about how important it was for Peter to listen to me. His father then asked me to remind Peter that he had died of a massive heart attack and he did not want Peter to suffer the same fate.
I was then shown an image of Peter's family, as in a photograph, and there was a blank space where Peter's father should have been standing. The image then changed to a photograph of Peter standing with his wife and children and the image of Peter began to fade. This image greatly concerned me, so I wanted to ensure that I did all I could to change the outcome.
I wish to point out that we are all assigned a time here on Earth. I see life as if it is like sand running through an hourglass. Unfortunately, some of us are given more sand in our hourglass than others. My journey in life is to ensure that each person I meet who seeks my advice or guidance is given the choice to choose whether or not they wish to use every grain of sand in their hourglass.
After I passed on the message about Peter's heart issue yet again, I apologised for the persistence and told him that I would try to leave that topic, and tune in to other areas of his life.
The next image I could see was a big fishing boat – the type you would use if you were going deep-sea fishing. When I saw this image I felt that Peter was about to go away with some mates, on a fishing trip. The image was very clear and I could feel that this was an event that Peter was very much looking forward to.
I asked Peter if this information made sense to him and he relayed that he would be going deep-sea fishing with some friends in two weeks' time, to Swains Reef in Gladstone. I then heard his father say very loudly in my ear that Peter would not be going on the trip, as he would be in hospital having heart surgery.
I didn't really know how to relay this news to Peter because I knew how much he was looking forward to the trip and I could see that the weekend was booked and paid for. I yet again said I was worried about his heart. I found it hard to tell him that I could see him in an operating theatre undergoing heart surgery.
I once again told him that he REALLY, REALLY, REALLY needed to go to the doctor and have a checkup. (By this time I am sure Peter thought I was becoming a bit of a nag.) Peter just smiled and said: 'Yes, I heard you. I will go and get a checkup.'
We spoke further about Peter's father and how he was very well aware of how Peter's life has been since his father's passing. His dad wanted Peter to know how proud he was of him and he wanted to thank Peter for all he had done for his mother. His father wanted Peter to clean up all of his unfinished paperwork.
Peter's father also wanted Peter to know how much he missed being with the family, especially being a part of his grandsons' lives. He showed me how proud he was of Peter, as a father himself, and the connection that Peter and his two sons shared, like Peter shared with his own father.
The reading came to a close and his father reiterated that Peter really should go and see a doctor. Peter agreed that due to my constant nagging he would take my advice and visit his local doctor.
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A few months after doing the reading for Peter, I had some feedback about what had transpired. The way the information came back to me was quite strange in itself because it was not via Peter, but via my husband. My husband, Warwick, is a builder and had been working on a job site when another tradesman – a plumber – came over to him and said: 'I want to talk to you about your wife.' He then asked: 'Is your wife's name Debbie Malone, and is she a psychic/medium?' My husband said, 'Yes, she is.' The man then proceeded to say that I had done a reading for his friend Peter who was a retired electrician. He then told my husband that I had saved Peter's life.(Continues…)
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1 Angel In The Car Park 1
Chapter 2 A Broken Heart 7
Chapter 3 Wings From Heaven 17
Chapter 4 Endless Love 25
Chapter 5 Signs From Above 37
Chapter 6 Antique Tales 69
Chapter 7 Memories Not Forgotten 79
Chapter 8 Angels Everywhere 97
Chapter 9 Angels At Uluru 123
Chapter 10 Butterfly Kisses 139
About the Author 157