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Pennies From Heaven

A dad's advice from beyond
by R.J. Wilson
Source: California Psychics

My beloved father passed away last year after a long bout with heart disease. It was devastating to see his health slowly deteriorate before my eyes, but the time we spent together in the hospital, and later at a post-care facility, turned out to be a blessing. It gave us a chance to endlessly chat about anything and everything, which we ended up doing over the span of several months.

Still, when he went quietly in his sleep one night, it rocked my world to the core. I missed him, and the finality of his death was overwhelming. I would never see him or hear his voice again... or would I? In the months following his death, I frequently felt his presence. I even "saw" him in the supermarket one day. He was casually standing sideways with his hand in his pocket. He began telling me a story, but he stopped communicating with me as soon as my husband walked up behind me with the shopping cart. I never mentioned it to my husband because I didn't want him to think that I had completely lost my mind.

Our small dog, Rudy, also sensed my dad's presence. On more than one occasion, he jumped off our bed in the middle of the night to go on a wild sniff and search mission around the house - something very out of character for him. Following Rudy's strange behavior, my husband told me that he experienced a hair-raising encounter in the middle of the night when he accidentally fell asleep downstairs on our couch. He awakened to hear things that sounded like my father was in the room with him. It was at this point that I finally told my husband about my dad's supermarket visit.

When I mentioned these odd occurrences to a friend, she suggested I speak to a Medium at California Psychics. This is when I turned to Darcy ext. 9488. I told her that several members of my family had felt my recently departed dad's presence, and I needed her help making sense of the visits.

When Darcy called on my father to come forward, she told me he was wearing a suit with light gray pants, which was the attire he was buried in. She said one hand was in his pocket and he was standing sideways, which was coincidentally how he presented himself to me at the supermarket. She also told me he had piercing beautiful blue eyes, which again was right on the money. I immediately knew I was in good hands.

Darcy then asked me if I had been finding pennies lately. My jaw dropped. I had indeed come across several loose coins in recent weeks - on the sidewalk, at the office, in my car, on the couch and in the parking lot. What's with all the pennies, I asked myself? Darcy explained that it was a sign from my dad. "He's putting them out there for you," she said. How appropriate, I thought, since my dad was a coin collector. "He says he's going to keep showing you pennies," she added. "So whenever you see one, just think about your dad, I mean, dear ol' dad." I smiled from ear to ear as she corrected herself because my father often referred to himself as "your dear ol' dad."

Next, Darcy told me that my dog Rudy was continually being shown to her. "Your dad enjoys teasing him," she said. "His energy is more on the Earth than it is on the other side. He's adapting, but he's pretty stubborn."

It's true. My dad was set in his ways. He also had a habit of making bold declarations. So when Darcy told me, "I have to give you this because he's continuing to tell me that nitrates are bad for you," it sounded like something he would say. "He feels it's because of nitrates that he passed away... they affected his arteries and were the reason why his heart quit."

Suddenly, his supermarket visit began to make a lot more sense, I thought. "Nitrates are in hot dogs, sausage and bacon... and he's trying to protect you," Darcy added. "He says that they're in everything, and you should read the labels."

I don't eat red meat, so I couldn't figure out why my dad wanted to warn me about nitrates. However, when I later researched them on the Internet, I found out that the pressed turkey sandwiches I get off the lunch truck at work contain nitrates. I now order salads or grilled chicken soft tacos.

Shortly after my reading, I received some disappointing news on my way home from a business trip. As I drearily plopped myself down in the airport shuttle like a wilted flower, I found a shiny coin waiting for me in the seat. I couldn't help but smile because I knew it was a penny from heaven.

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My Next Reading

Building a bond with your psychic
by Arim Keil
Source: California Psychics

On my 35th birthday, I was at a breaking point: I wanted a family, and I needed my career to blossom. After a year of financial struggle, and numerous dates I was saddled with a feeling that no matter what I did, the things I wanted were just not coming my way any time soon. So I gave myself a long, thorough reading with Michael.

Things happened fast
The first reading turned me 180 degrees out of negative fear and into a deep confidence I had admired in others but had yet to display myself. After learning from Michael that I would have children, a husband, a home, and an abundant career that used my creative gifts, I was launched into four months of bliss. One thing followed the other. Michael told me that my play would be a success, and it later had a reading in New York with a company that is continuing to develop it for production on both coasts. When I talked to Michael I hadn't even finished it!

Michael told me that my money challenges would be met soon, and I wouldn't be thinking about money as much by the end of that year. Could those years as a "struggling artist" - and the bank account to prove it - really be over? As I was pondering this, my old boss got promoted and without my knowledge fought to secure my new salary as her replacement. I returned from New York to a 30-percent raise, and I was one giant step further ahead in my career.

And then came fear
Wham! The force I had not been prepared for hit like a stone: Fear. Huge, terrible, hurt-your-stomach fear. If these things were happening, would I actually be in a gulp - relationship - soon? Michael had told me that someone with the name Steve would come into my life in May, and we would have a discussion about, of all things, chopsticks. Chopsticks?

I went into panic. Was I ready? Did I really want what I thought I wanted?

And then, Steve showed up - three times. A new woman at work set me up with her friend, Steve. Within a day he emailed and asked me to dinner… and asked if I wanted to eat with chopsticks or a fork. My heart raced. It had to be him, right? The next weekend, I meet a Steve on the dance floor. We danced to the song "Turning Japanese." Does that count? Then at work a new man came into the office. His name was... Steve. I passed him chopsticks at lunch. I was so confused!

A call for reassurance
I decided the one person I could really talk to about this was Michael. I needed reassurance. I needed connection. I needed to know that leaving behind my old life of struggle and stepping into this new magical time was what was really happening, and it wasn't all going to stop. I was deep in the fear of…success.

So I placed the call. Michael knew who I was right away, and he could sense that what he had warned me of in the first reading was coming to pass. He told me that I had to walk into my fear, or I would miss all the best moments of my life. He told me that nothing bad was going to happen. And right there, I relaxed. I was the one not letting the relief in - and I could change that! This really was my life, and it was turning out better than I could ever have imagined.

A return to bliss
The first thing that Michael said was that Steve would be back in my life in a week or so, and he would explain what had kept him. It would be the "Steve" who had emailed me for dinner and mentioned chopsticks. I was relieved, deeply. I had hoped he was the one. What about these confused feelings? Michael explained that I was completely unfamiliar with a life with no internal negative voice cutting down my efforts. This was why things didn't feel the way I thought they would.

The negative voice that had left after the first reading was gone, and had been replaced by open space. Like a new butterfly, I didn't yet know how to fly, but I was free, and I would soon be taking flight. Suddenly, I achieved that same bliss, and I asked Michael how to keep that good feeling. He told me I had to choose to be there, and that nothing magical would put me there - only my choice.

A great feeling came to me. I was not a victim of my success. I was the owner of my success! Michael saw that. Now I did, too.

Two weeks later, Steve emailed me. He had been on a deadline at work, but hoped we could see each other again. I smiled to myself. It was just as Michael had predicted, and it was just what I wanted. Calling him a second time had put me right back into alignment, ready to receive all that I was meant to. Thank you, Michael!

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Ukrainian online dating business model?

Lugansk has few illegal fake agencies that work behind the closed doors. They don’t give any of their contact details; they do not provide clients with any trustworthy information, they don’t have advertisements. The pictures of their beautiful clients they put in different free internet sites. Many of their clients are married young women. They are not unfaithful to their husbands and do not look for a partner for creating a family. So, why do they address to the dating agency? The answer is simple and horrifying – is the money. This is it! The work of Lugansk beauties is also simple and does not really bother them. They just bring their photos to the agency and that’s all. The rest is the task for their agency. They decide on what web-site to put the newly came girl’s picture, they write letters to her trapped fiance and so on. As a rule they receive lots of letters from the foreign clients and the fiances (if I can say so) on the wings of love fly to Lugansk to see their beloved ones. Finally, the couples have a meeting and… confused fiances get a cold look of their Lugansk beauty instead of a sweet kiss. They loyally pay money for personal translator service, driver, apartment found by their baby-girls and stay alone with their dreams. At the meantime, their brides honestly get their “share� for every deal from their translator who works for the agency. Usually, the fake bride gets some per cent from the whole sum given by her fiance. And actually, her salary depends on how much generous her fiance is.

Well, this is a sad story about Lugansk’s beautiful women and their fake dating agencies. I take all the responsibility for the reliability of this information and it’s checked by myself. In two similar agencies that I attended as a fake client I got the whole information about how the agencies of such kind work and how their brides should work in their team. I told them that I’m married hiding the facts that could make them suspicious and disclose my intensions. As I told before, I will not describe all the details. However, it made me even the more striving for realizing my purpose. And now I’m gonna do everything for the creation of a real, legal and professional agency that could help any girl of Lugansk to find her man. The one she could give all her love, passion, tenderness, faithfulness and beauty.

Oxana Gaertner
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