Tonight, I had a visit from a woman named Allison. I was watching TV when I kept hearing "Allie or Allison" over and over. I thought to myself, ok, but I'm not really prepared for a reading and my family is around so I will get to a quiet place later and try to communicate. That seemed fine, but as I did the dishes and heated up some dinner, I kept hearing, "Allie or Allison." Again, I thought ok, but I need to wait until later. I was about to vacuum when I felt this wave of genuine frustration wash over me. Ok, I thought, I'll prepare and do a reading now. Next this sense of urgency overtook me, making me feel like I need to hurry up and prepare. Ok, I thought, I'll try to get focused and get prepared but there are still steps I need to take to keep myself safe during a reading. So, I took those steps and began.
I started to write down my notes in cursive, something I don't normally do but felt like doing this time. I heard and felt "no cursive, write faster". It is true that I am faster at printing while writing than doing cursive.
I quickly wrote what I received. "My name is Allison, family calls me Allie. Got in a car accident with my 4 year old daughter Teshanne. Driving home, icy..."
I am seeing a dark road, snow falling, a deer crossing, "trying to swerve, hit an ice patch". I see and feel her swerve, hitting the brakes, spinning and then a white light. "It was fast, so fast, spinning out of control then..." I am seeing myself in the car spinning then a bright white light surrounds me.
I waited for Allison to continue. As I did, my eyes drifted to what I had written and landed on "Teshanne." She then had me cross out the "e". Then I heard "Shanna, my baby."
Allison continued. "The bright white light was an oncoming SUV... smashed tail lights, spinning, complete devastation, totaled, gone".
I asked Allison if Shanna was with her. She answered, "Yes, my baby is with me."
"My husband, my husband was waiting for us at home. I was visiting my mother. Shanna's grandmother. Grandma Anne, Annie. We never arrived home. So close to Christmas. He was devastated. I could see him. I sat with him and held his hand and placed Shanna in his lap. But he couldn't feel us. He just cried. Those tears. I wish I could wipe them away, kiss them away, we are so close but he doesn't feel us. Please, please let him know we are near. We see him, kiss him and hug him. Try to help him through his day."
Just then, my phone rang. Yes, I prepared for my reading doing everything accept turning my phone off. It was my husband. My first thought was if I don't answer, he will think something is wrong. Yes, I answered. And my husband quickly let me know that I should've had my phone off during a reading and that he would've just called my daughters if I didn't answer. Ok, now I felt really bad for interrupting the reading. I apologized to Allison for answering the phone and asked her to please continue. Silence, and then I felt her again and heard, "Love him", referring to my husband and felt her accepting my apology. There was another short lull and then she began again.
"My husband, watched my baby crawl and walk for the first time...her first words were Da-da. Daddy's little girl. He was crushed-is crushed."
"Tell him we are ok. Tell him we are by his side, he is never alone. Tell him we watch out for him and over him, we love him so much. Don't cry. I wish I could wipe those tears away, kiss them away. I wish he could just feel my presence. Feel my kisses again. David, I miss you, your touch. I love you. Now and always, forever and ever again. Through this life and the next. Remember us with fondness, not sadness. Until we meet again in Heaven."
Allison then thanked me over and over. I felt such a relief wash over me-a relief of that urgency I originally felt.
"Tell him Shanna loves her Daddy, always and a day." She then had me draw a heart followed by "xo".
She thanked me again and I apologized to her again for the interruption. She replied, "That's ok- love him, just love him."
I said, "Thank you. God Bless you, Allison. God Bless you Shanna."
Lastly, I heard, "Goodnight."
With that, Allison was gone. I hope and pray that these messages reach Allison's friends, family and especially her husband David. Please share this post. With your help, hopefully, it will eventually reach him.
Thank you!
In Love and Light,
Lisa Marie
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