When the Person Who Got Your Position Eliminated Unexpectedly Loses a Child Who Needs to Cross Over

When we have to forget how somebody wronged us, and we need to do the right thing. The thing that lines up with our purpose.


Today I was cleaning my office and I came across a sympathy card that I purchased but never filled out or sent. It was from last summer. Last June to be exact. It was for a woman who I used to work with who lost her child unexpectedly.

More and more as my gifts develop, I find myself intending to send sympathy cards but at the end of the day, I don’t always send anymore. (Unless I feel a real tug to share a message from the other side with someone who is grieving. That has happened, but I write the card as if it is from me, not the person who has passed.) I feel that by me sending love and light to the situation, the healing from that is greater than a card that may get lost in the shuffle of transition.

Let’s back up a few years. I was hired on at a non-profit company in a marketing/communications role. The person who lined up the interviews, the one who I thought that I clicked with, who I actually became good “office friends” with, was ready to take her Maternity Leave. She was in a hurry to get the position filled and due to the urgency, I was the one the job was offered to. I don’t know if I was the right one for the job, but I was the lucky winner.

The climate at this company was interesting. Really, exhausting at times trying to keep up with the political non-sense that happened behind the scenes and the constant scheming done by others. Looking back, I think that a lot of the exhaustion came from being zapped by such a vast cast of characters as an Empath. (At the time, I was clueless about my gifts.) Additionally, I remember finding myself shutting down a lot when my antenna would go up around unauthentic people. I also recall seeing employees mouths move about what they are doing, need done, etc., but remember thinking what I am hearing and thinking are not matching up. I remember at times just trying to keep my head down and doing my job. The individual who hired me, always seemed like a beacon of light in the craziness. She was one to vent to and give insight that usually made everything better kept me back on track. That was, until a few years later when I became pregnant and took the standard Maternity Leave that most do. Right before I was out on leave, the company acquired a new President (out with the old and in with the new) and an organizational reorg was in the works. Right before leaving, the climate changed… every man for himself!

While on leave, I got a call from our team admin that my departmental boss, was one of those who got canned in the re-org. Deep inside I knew that my job would be on the line now that my “protector” was gone. And part of me wanted to get canned to be home with my new baby, partly because I knew that would be easier than convincing my husband that I shouldn’t work.

Two weeks and two minutes after returning to work after Maternity Leave, I got a meeting request to meet in an out-of-the-way meeting room, with HR and the new President. Need I say more, I got my walking papers. Later I figured out that my “office friend” who hired me, jockeyed to save her job while she threw me under the bus. When this happened, I was hurt by her. Now looking back, I thank her as it was a blessing in disguise to be out of that place. Needless to say how things ended, I haven’t stayed in contact with her. We are not connected on social media or on LinkedIn or anything. She equally has not reached out to me.

Then last June, it was brought to my attention, that a little girl passed away unexpectedly a few suburbs away. I won’t go into details to help with anonymity, but this story was on local news stations and traveling through Facebook feeds and it honestly took me a few days to “hear” the story, and to connect the dots of who the child was and how I was connected to her. I was in shock and disbelief of her passing and sad for the family and those around them. My heart literally ached. As much as I wanted to reach out to the mother, I didn’t. I figured it wouldn’t matter if she heard from me or not. Eventually I purchased a Sympathy card to send, however that never got sent.

After I digested what happened for a few days, I felt like I started seeing a little girl around me. Of course new in the development of my gifts, I questioned myself that maybe I was just “making this up.” We’d have some short conversations, (none of which discussed how she passed). Usually in my bedroom or while I was in my bathroom off my bedroom – I have more conversations and ear buzzing in those two rooms. (In fact I once had a reading and it was brought up that the gal who was reading me saw me laying in my bed with a number of spirits/guides around me.)

The final conversation that I remember having with her was while I was brushing my teeth before bed. I told her that she needed to go visit her mom, her dad and her brother in their dreams that night and tell them that she loves them and to tell them good bye.  (I remember thinking that they needed the “good bye dream” for closure. I couldn’t explain why I felt this way, it just came into my head.) After she disappeared after that conversation, I never saw her again. I can only assume that she crossed over, though I never actually saw it happen. When this did happen, I really didn’t know how to cross people over. I can’t say that I 100% do, even now. I also don’t have any relationship with her family, so I won’t learn that way, either.

As I decide to put the card away with my other stationary, I realize that the card was irrelevant compared to the prayers and love that I sent, and the conversations that I had with the child. I still pray for her family from time-to-time and send love and light to her mother.

It is also interesting where these gifts take me in this lifetime and how we are all inter-connected. Was the purpose of my relationship with my “work friend” tied to the future interaction that I didn’t know at the time I’d be having with her deceased daughter?

Dream Interpretation – Watches

I had a dream and in it, there were hundreds or thousands of wrist watches hanging from the ceiling…

About a week ago (the evening of April 9th or the early morning of April 10th) I had a dream (that I woke from and then went back to to try to get more from) and in it, there were hundreds or thousands of wrist watches hanging from the ceiling. (I have no idea where I was in this dream.) The ceilings were low and the straps of the watches were just above my head – sort of like you couldn’t miss them if you tried. The times on the watches were all different.

Would anybody know the symbolism of wrist watches? Can anyone share their thoughts on the meaning of the watches??

I posted this question on a private Facebook Group called Mediumship Development Support that I am a member of, and got some helpful feedback, most of which I already felt, or have heard in previous readings, but it is like I need the reminder or kick in the pants so I have found it helpful to hear it again. Especially from people I don’t know on a personal level as I don’t “know” an of the members in the group. I also feel that the feedback is neutral and non-judgemental. I am grateful for the input and feedback.

Here is some of the comments I received:

Gloria: Time, to me, is the most precious thing. It maybe you need to assess your time management skills. You maybe putting something off because you have plenty of time. Don’t wait. I see the “just-do-it” logo. I hope this helps.

Danielle: It’s time!!! Whatever you’ve been putting off, perhaps asking the angels about, it’s now!

Anita: If it were my dream, I would break it down . Watches to me are, the passing of time or a warning that time is passing you by.  A “low” ceiling, means there is not a lot of time . Ceilings are limiting symbols, to me . Put all that together. What in you waking life is making you fell that life is passing you by?

Vicki: You are coming upon a tight time schedule, so be prepared. As long as you stay in control of it, such as keeping the ball in your court, no one can take that from you.

Mary: Being that they were hanging just a bit higher (realms) I’d say that whatever is happening for you is on some serious Divine Timing.

Maureen: Hi Maura, I feel this dream is a wake up call. You need to put yourself first. It feels like a foreign concept to do that but something you will want to do. I see you taking classes to enhance your intuitive abilities. You are to make friends with like minded folks, you have kept your feelings bottled up way to long. Your connected to the material world, time to balance your time with the spiritual realm. You can do it!!!

So in the physical world, I have children, family obligations, work obligations and I have also recently volunteered my time to help put on a local fundraiser, and I also volunteer my time in another non-profit organization. There are times that I feel guilty that my children are growing up too fast, and I am missing special moments with them because I have committed to so much. I also have a strong desire to develop all of my gifts and I find that I push that to the back seat as well. As of right now, my spouse doesn’t really know about my gifts, which makes expanding my gift a challenge. I’ll be honest that my time management sucks as well, partially because I am all over the board.

The idea of “realms” suggested by Mary, really stuck with me. I never thought of that, but it makes perfect sense.

I am always craving to find more people who I can connect with when it comes to my gifts. People who can relate. People who can help. People I can just speak freely in front of.

I have been nervous since having this dream, as I feel that it is a wake-up call of sorts. I feel that it is not the first “wake-up call either. I tend to put myself or my needs on the back burner as most moms and wives do. “I’ll get to it later” has been my motto. And I AM very connected to the material world. I always feel that I need one more project around the house done, one more room finished or improved. Also, we just had the Easter holiday – What are my kids going to wear? Will we all match cohesively as a family in photos? I know that on so many levels that none of this matters. It doesn’t matter now, and certainly not later. The clothes, the home decor, none of it matters in the big picture.

I also get nervous that with the current state of the world that sooner, rather than later, Lightworkers are going to be needed in full force. If I am not ready, if I am stalling my development, what good will I be to others? Certainly I won’t be to my fullest potential.

It looks like I need to get my butt in gear. I need to re-evaluate my priorities. I need to learn to say “No” sometimes. And maybe it is time that I come put of the psychic closet?


When Dream Messages and Situations Come Full Circle

The other day I got confirmation from a dream that I had awhile back. I have always dreamt but never really noticed before when a “dream came true” in a sense. I don’t necessarily mean a “wish upon a star” kind of dream, but more so when something is shown to you, from your Guides, for example and then it is validated later.

I got my validation, Christmas day, in fact, from another relative regarding the dream that I had. The date of my drdreameam, I really didn’t take too much note of, but it had to have taken place in October some time.

The dream I had was about a distant cousin of mine. She has a child and though her and her husband looked happy in the early years of their marriage, through the years, it was easy to see that she and her husband were together for the sake of the child and it was just a matter of time, maybe when their child was off to college or out of the house, that the marriage would dissolve.

In the dream that I had, my “cousin” and I were sitting at my (now deceased) Grandmother’s kitchen table. The dream started out sort of like we were in the kitchen, but then the background faded away, sort of like when you are watching a play, and actors are on stage and the spotlight is focused on the people or persons doing the acting and the rest of the stage and audience is black or in the shadows. As the dream unfolded, it was she and I at this table with darkness all around us. The room almost started to spin around us, but I felt like we were in the eye of the storm, sitting still at this table.

During our conversation, she was telling me about the demise of the marriage. She was upset and crying and I recall her saying that she felt like “The rug was pulled out from underneath her” with the end of her marriage.

Fast forward to Christmas day. While sitting around and chatting after dinner, my distant cousin came up in conversation. A relative of mine, (who is closer to her than I am and more in the know with “family gossip”) shared that this particular cousin, who was not happy in her marriage was getting a divorce, however she felt like “the rug was ripped from under her” as her husband was the one who took the first step in dissolving the marriage. (She had always thought that she’d be driving the bus in this event when she decided that the time was right.) The idea that she wasn’t in control of the situation rocked her a bit my in-the-know relative continued to discuss with us.

I recall just sitting there stunned for a moment. I’m sure my eyes were wide open. It hit me like a ton of bricks – this happened in that dream that I had – the rug statement specifically!

Taking out the elements of someone’s pain and another person’s gossip out of this story, this is one of the first messages or situations that I remember coming through in a dream that was later confirmed. I’m sure that this has probably happened to me before, however if it did, I never really noticed until now. You bet that I’ll be paying closer attention from now on!

Dreams, Numbers and Nauseousness

Last night I had a dream and in it, a post card was shown to me. I remember trying to look at it again and again to see what “clues” I could get from it. I am not sure what was on the postcard, I think that I remember a mountain being on the front of the card and a note on the back, but I remember not being able to make out the handwriting.

This morning I felt nauseous. A common feeling over the past week – No I am not pregnant. I managed to run to the store so that dinner and lunches could be had. While checking out, the receipt total came to $111.11.


When the number 1 is repeated many times to display numbers such as 11, 111, or 1111; it is a sign from the other side saying that you are being guided. It isn’t a destination, but more of an invitation. Spirits use numbers to try to get our attention to something more spiritually significant.

According to Doreen Virtue, 1, 11, 111, and 1111 in Angel Numbers all mean: “Keep your thoughts positive, because your thoughts are manifesting instantly into form. Focus only upon your desires and not upon your fears.”

Later I took a photo of the receipt from my recent store visit and shared it with a friend of mine who works with angels and guides, and also performs reiki healing. My friend suggested that I look up information on “Clairsentience.”

Clairsentience means “Clear Feeling” or “Clear Sensing” and it is a heightened form of empathy. Clairsentience is the ability to feel the present, past or future physical and emotional states of others, without the use of the normal five senses. (I am not sure why my friend suggested that I get familiar with the word, but I never thought to question it.)

She also suggested that I mediate in the morning for 20-30 minutes to see if that helps me with my nauseousness.  We’ll see if I can get myself to do so.  Making time and space to mediate is a challenge for me, or so I think. – MBH