In 1998, my awarding-winning journalist husband, Benjamin, interviewed Dr. Wayne W. Dyer for Cleveland Life, an African-American magazine published in Cleveland, Ohio. In light of Mr. Dyer’s recent passing, I thought reprinting the piece would be a touching tribute to a man who helped so many of us – and has gone far too soon. […]
Books to support the medium: Compassionate Messenger: True Stories From A Psychic Medium (2010) Carolyn Molnar It Is Time: Knowledge from The Other Side (2003) Carolyn Molnar Afterlife:
Silence stilled the air as more than 200 people watched Lori’s caretaker gently push the wheelchair to the front of the crowd. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis – better known as ALS, or Lou Gehrig’s disease – had weakened Lori’s body, but her will was strong, and she was determined to deliver a message from spirit to
“I feel numb,” Kylie said as she watched her right hand slowly stir her coffee. After a moment, she looked up at me. “I don’t feel my mother anymore. And that makes me feel really empty.”
I’m always excited and honoured to be invited to teach a workshop or do an event – but I draw the line at going somewhere where people get shot at. Case in point: Recently, I was contacted by a television producer to participate in a reality show called “International Psychic Challenge.” I was flattered to
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I was a little nervous, because I’d never given this type of reading before. I was going to be a kind-of detective, a seeker of souls lost in the mystery of time. Dora wanted me to contact spirits she had never met, because they held important clues to who she was, and where Dora came
On the phone, Davia’s voice was restrained, yet I felt her anxiety. She said she’d been to a firewalking ceremony last week, and now she was hearing things and seeing shadowy figures in the corners of her eye. The experience had opened up something within her, she said, something that quickly became frightening and hard
The higher I climbed, the more wobbly my legs felt. According to the map, we were near – if not on top of – an energy vortex. I looked up. The summit of the mountain was maybe a few hundred feet away. So close… I wanted bragging rights to say I had reached the top
Two days before he died, Jack told Sandra, “After I go, I’d like you to get in touch with me. But give it some time. Let me get settled on the other side.” Several months later, contact was made – but not in the way Jack might have planned it.
I’m hesitant to go into graveyards. Not because I’m fearful of meeting the dead – I encounter helpful spirit people every day in my work. But I’ve found that in places like funeral homes and graveyards, there are restless spirits who don’t want to go into the light. They aren’t evil or malevolent, they just
