Read this excellent article focusing on one of the world’s most famous Psychic’s Derek Acorah of Most Haunted, article originally posted by The Guardian UK.

By Alex Clark

At the Wyllyotts Theatre, handily situated just round the corner from Potters Bar train station and a few minutes’ drive from the M25, the auditorium is gradually filling to capacity. Predominantly female, predominantly upwards of middle-aged but with a visible smattering of far younger and far gigglier women, the Thursday-night crowd seems chatty and excited, and not particularly different from the audience you’d expect to see the following evening, when Cannon and Ball are due to hit Hertfordshire. There’s little palpable sense of apprehension or emotional tension, certainly not enough to make you believe that those gathered here this evening are expecting to make contact with their dead loved ones.

“Lots of virgins in Potters Bar!” jokes Colin Fry, the spiritualist medium they’ve all come to see. He’s just asked for a show of hands to establish who’s been to what he refers to variously as a “demonstration” and an “experiment” like this before, and only a few have gone up. When I talk to audience members afterwards, though, it’s clear that this was just a natural reticence that quickly melted; most are pretty literate in the ways of the psychic display and are familiar with Fry’s work, either through his live appearances or television shows.

I am not. It’s the first show of this kind I’ve ever been to; neither am I a watcher of the vast number of hugely popular television programmes (Fry’s own Sixth Sense, Most Haunted, Psychic Detectives, Paranormal Witness). Inasmuch as I’ve ever thought seriously about this burgeoning industry, I’d put myself at the open-minded end of scepticism: broadly rational with a twist of “there are more things in heaven and earth”; pretty convinced that death is the end, with a fervent hope that it isn’t (as long as the afterlife is nice); opposed to the exploitation of the grieving by fakers, but unable to see entirely how their made-up stories differ from much of organised religion.

But I’ve come to Potters Bar because Colin Fry and fellow medium Derek Acorah have asked me to; and they’ve asked me to because of what happened to Sally Morgan one late summer’s evening earlier this year. Morgan is (in her own description) Britain’s Best-Loved Psychic; her most celebrated client was Princess Diana, whose death in a car accident she almost foretold (she thought, at the time, that it was the Queen herself who was to die, although, as she points out, Diana did like to be known as the Queen of Hearts). This September, Morgan was playing to a customarily packed house in Dublin when an audience member sitting near an open window heard voices that, she claimed to an Irish radio station the following day, seemed to eerily prefigure the revelations that emerged on stage a few seconds later. The inference, and subsequent accusation, was that Morgan was being fed information about her audience, which she swiftly recycled as evidence of visitations from the spirit world, a charge she has robustly denied ever since – the theatre has supported her claim that the voices were technicians chatting. Although not, her critics have noted, to the point of accepting a Halloween challenge by science writer Simon Singh that she submit her powers to scientific testing.

“I don’t want to get involved in the allegations,” says Fry, when we meet up for a chat before he takes to the Wyllyotts stage. “It’s not for me to defend that particular medium: she can do that for herself, or not.” Interestingly, he doesn’t mention Morgan by name, although he can’t be talking about anybody else. Perhaps his natural demeanour – he is softly spoken, courteous, almost self-effacing – militates against such an out-and-out lack of gallantry; and perhaps it is also part of the positive thinking that he seems to apply to his work and its occasional travails. The Morgan brouhaha, he says, gives professional stage mediums an opportunity to open up their work for inspection, to reassure their public that “when I’m up there on the stage, it is just me, my audience, and whatever it is that I claim that I do”.

Ah, there’s the heart of the matter. What is it, exactly, that he claims to do? He responds very precisely, voice even more hushed, enunciation even more deliberate. “I have a perception of what many people think of as the dead. I have some ability, of varying degrees on different days, where I can sense the feelings and the thoughts and the words and the emotions and the memories of the discarnate. And it’s happened all my life.”

It began, he says, when he was a very small boy. When he was four, he told his grandfather that his mother had died and gone to heaven; the next day, his grandfather received a telegram to that effect. At 11, he passed a message on to his French teacher from her deceased mother; she told him he had a great gift but to be careful whom he told about it. Two years later, he’d realised he was a spiritualist and was also coming to terms with “something else the world was going to have a problem with – being gay”; by 17, he was demonstrating in spiritualist churches. But it wasn’t until many years later, when he was nursing his adopted brother during a terminal illness, that he really began to think that mediumship should take over from his career in retail management. As Michael took his last breath, he tells me, he made the decision to go professional.

By the time I take my seat for the show I am intrigued, even a bit keyed-up. I’m eager for Fry to get through his humorous warm-up, the explanation that his hearing aids are not feeding him illicit information, his introduction of “a member of the press” (“Is that you?” the woman next to me whispers, spotting me scribbling in a notebook) and, most importantly, his entreaty that if we are not lucky enough to receive a message ourselves, we be happy for those who do, and take comfort in their comfort.

And with that he begins to listen out for the voices of the discarnate. Gliding around the stage, hand pressed lightly to head, he waits for the spirit world to guide him to their earthly relative (recently, he tells me, a dead woman called Dilys turned up 24 hours early, at the wrong theatre, to find her husband, and had to come back the next night). This evening, the spirits seem a little more accurate, particularly when they alight on a group of three Indian women, two older and one younger, who seem thrilled with information from their materfamilias; her grand-daughter is barely able to contain her excitement, even when she’s being told to tidy her bedroom.

Throughout, the spirits seem tuned in to the prosaic, the domestic and the sad-but-not-tragic; one mentions lumpy gravy and tinkering with cars, another tells her daughter-in-law that her funeral was such a disaster that she forgives her for smirking at it. A distressed-looking woman is told that she has to take things easier and sinks back, relieved, into her seat. The process is relatively clear to me: it relies on Fry first narrowing down the audience, sometimes simply by gesturing to a part of the room, and then throwing out snippets of information that prompt individuals to identify themselves. The conversations that follow, as far as I’m concerned, neither prove nor disprove the existence of life after death, or the ability of the departed to communicate with those left behind; they’re too general, too punctuated with hesitations and mis-steps, establishing details that fail to chime with anyone.

But something does happen that gives me an insight into what’s going on. Just before the interval – before the punters disgorge to the foyer to browse Colin’s merchandise, his books and CDs and Senses, his aromatherapy range – he casts his net once again. This time, a restless spirit is indicating that he should look for two people, a father and his daughter, or perhaps a daughter who’s tried to persuade her father to come. The woman, he says, is called Jane, or Jean; paradoxically, his unsureness creates a sense of authenticity. But the words have an extraordinary effect on me. My mother, who died unexpectedly five years ago, was called Gina and suddenly, despite the fact that almost the last place on the face of the earth that I imagine she would choose to make contact with me is a theatre in Potters Bar, and despite the fact that I wouldn’t dream of suggesting to my father that he put himself through more heartache in such an uncertain pursuit, I’m drawn in.

It’s not pleasant: I realise that my face is wet with tears and that I have a sort of panicky, claustrophobic feeling, as if my mother needs me in some way but I’m powerless to help her; not entirely different, in fact, from the kind of feelings you have when someone you love is seriously ill or dying. Thoughts flash through my mind. What if I were to stand up? Would Fry imagine that this was some kind of elaborate journalistic sting? Would he help me? What if I sit here and say nothing and my mother thinks I don’t want to speak to her?

In that frozen moment, I’m aware that I’m both elated and frightened by the thought that my mum might be here; and, impossibly, equally sure that she isn’t. By the time I’ve begun to breathe more normally, someone else has claimed that spirit who, it transpires, was a woman looking for her son and her grand-daughter. I don’t really hear what she has to say, because all I can think of is the glass of wine that I will knock back in one during the interval.

Colin Fry’s brand of positive thinking extends well beyond his hope that stage mediums can survive challenges of the Sally Morgan variety. Much of his conversation tends towards the pastoral, the therapeutic: he says he often advises people to go to bereavement counselling, or to their doctor, if he feels that they’re not ready to receive a message; he discourages people from visiting him too frequently if he feels it’s preventing them from coming to terms with the death of their loved ones. What we must all realise, he says, is that we need to move on with our lives so that we are ready to meet those who have “passed over” when the time comes; and not to do so is disrespectful to them.

I ask him if he finds the constant company of the dead oppressive, and he says no, they are simply a “whispering, a half-noise” that is around him all the time. The real weight on his shoulders is the “duty of care” that he feels towards people, the responsibilities imposed by his gift. And yet he is adamant that the work he does is vital and that he has two questions for those who would legislate against mediums: “What would they give people in return? What are you going to replace me with?”

There’s little sign that his devotees want him to do a disappearing act. When I speak to audience members after the final curtain (so to speak), they are delighted with what they’ve heard – particularly those who have received communications. Shehnaaz, her sister Sally and daughter Lucinda, who heard from Shehnaaz and Sally’s mother, are bubbling with excitement, having made the long trip from Chingford by bus. And in the book-signing queue, Sally has received a further dose of good news about her health, which hasn’t been great recently. Will they come again? “Definitely.”

The only dissenting voices I hear are from a group of three women – another medium, a spiritualist healer and their very interested friend. And their complaint is not about whether Fry’s communiqués are genuine, or even accurate, but whether there have been enough of them. At their church, they tell me, the messages come thick and fast; the jokey asides are kept to a minimum. As far as they are concerned, a spiritualist demonstration should have one purpose above all others: to provide evidence of the existence of life after death.

If the ladies from the spiritualist church thought Colin Fry veered too much towards entertainment, I’m not sure what they’d make of Derek Acorah, who greets his audience with a heartfelt “Love you!” and is rewarded with a rousing “Love you back!”, and who spends very little time on the stage, preferring to range up and down the aisles in search of those ready to receive “a loving connection”.

He is clearly a natural showman, as fans of Most Haunted, which he featured in for six series between 2001 and 2005 before a departure that was itself rather mysterious, will attest. But before small-screen fame, and before he turned to mediumship, he had another career altogether: as a professional footballer. At the age of 15, he tells me, he signed for Bill Shankly’s Liverpool, causing consternation in his Evertonian family – and even more at the club when he started telling the other players their fortunes. After Emlyn Hughes had written off his brand-new car the day after Acorah had warned him to drive carefully, Shankly issued him with a stark warning: “You’re an apprentice-professional with the greatest football side in the world, Liverpool Football Club. You’re a footballer, not a psycho.” It didn’t, says Acorah, stop him asking whether they’d beat Villa on Saturday (they did, as he promised).

The vagaries of the sporting life – and dodgy knees – meant that he never quite made it, ending his playing days in Western Australia. Back in the UK, he planned on a new career as a coach, until the spirit world intervened in the shape of Sam, the “guide” who has been with him ever since.

There is something quite surreal about sitting opposite a grown man while he tells you about his adventures in a previous life; in Acorah’s case, in Ethiopia, 2,037 (“2,038 in January”) years ago. It was there, in a small village, that he first became acquainted with Sam, who was a local seer who used to tell the villagers “whether there was going to be a good harvest, watch out for marauding this, marauding that”. Millennia later, Sam re-entered his life in a series of bewildering dreams, at the end of which he explained to Acorah: “You were allowed to follow your dream, but this is your gift that you should use to help mankind.”

His response has been to help people via the “pure, unadulterated communication of connection”, and by allowing Sam to guide him towards what he knows is “the truth, at a cellular level”. Like Fry, Acorah is concerned that allegations of fraudulence “could set our sensitive work back 50 years, if people believed these accusations”.

The people streaming into the Brook, an entertainment venue in the middle of a residential area in Soham, Cambridgeshire, don’t look as though they’ve paid much notice to the nay-sayers (or, as Acorah calls them, “cynical minds”). As they take their seats in front of a large screen, on which images of Acorah at the Pyramids, or in front of his car, with its GHOST DA licence plate, mingle with notices for sufferers of epilepsy and advertisements for the True Vision tour and Soul Journey CD, they seem – like Fry’s constituency – up for it.

But what “it” is proves, once again, elusive – as does his first taker. Eventually, after a certain amount of wandering, he finds a woman who recognises an Anne, who has a connection to George, or possibly Debbie, who is not tall and didn’t worry about her hair. “She’s a little bit annoyed,” he tells the woman. “That’s her, yeah.” “She loved toast.” “Oh yeah.” And later: “Your mum’s spending a lot of time around Mary.” “She would do.”

Unlike Fry, who maintains that he can’t see into the future, Acorah is happy to let his audience know what’s coming their way: in the case of a pregnant woman, that she’s carrying a baby girl; to someone else that they’ll find themselves in the dentist’s chair the following week (“You’ve got a cavity”). And he delights in telling a man called David that, come Christmas, he’ll find himself on a ship, although it’s not particularly welcome news for David, who doesn’t like cruises. In fact, of all the recipients of messages I’ve seen, David seems the most resistant, fighting shy of Acorah’s tidbits and guesses – until the moment that he, too, recognises a name. When I speak to him in the interval, he confesses that he’d been sceptical until that moment, but could then not believe how close Acorah – and Sam – were to the mark.

Whatever impels Colin Fry, Derek Acorah and others of their ilk, it can hardly be the glamour. Before Colin’s show, he and his crew regale me with stories of less-than-pristine B&Bs, tedious motorway drives and late-night sandwich suppers. When Fry goes to take a shower, he quickly rings down from his dressing room to ask if the management can bring up the shower-head, which is removed between each use, presumably to prevent its theft; when Acorah also enquires about the facilities, he’s told he can have a wash and brush-up in a nearby caravan. By and large, their appearances steer clear of the big cities, the star venues; they focus on keeping costs down and ticket prices relatively low. And there are rewards to that approach. I ask one of the stage managers at the Wyllyotts whether mediums usually sell out and get an emphatic yes. Do other kinds of performers? An equally emphatic no.

In the end, I decide, there’s virtually no evidence that either Fry or Acorah are using any kind of technical trickery to enhance their demonstrations; nor, indeed, particularly subtle forms of what has come to be called cold reading. This is a world away from the monstrous cynicism exposed by Hilary Mantel’s novel Beyond Black or, more recently, AL Kennedy’s The Blue Book, during the course of researching which she received advice from Derren Brown, himself a sophisticated analyst of the power of mediumship to convince those willing to believe in it. Instead, I think, it is a kind of updated end-of-the-pier show, performed by men and women with impressive theatrical skills and a rather touching connection with their audiences.

The million-dollar question is whether they themselves believe in their interactions with the dead; and that, unless you happen to catch someone in an act of fraudulence, is impossible to say. Is it harmful? Little more, I think, than all manner of other hocus-pocus, from horoscopes to new-age therapies. Would I go back? No. My fleeting wobble impressed one thing very firmly on me: whatever “loving connection” one feels with one’s dead happens in the memory, and the heart, and the mind. I know exactly how my mother would have reacted to the sight of me in the audience in Potters Bar; with a mixture of laughter and sorrow and a compassionate instruction to take no notice. But she was not there. And wishing it were otherwise will not make it so.

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Britain’s best loved Psychic Sally Morgan recently took time to give Free Psychic Readings to the Mirror’s readers who wrote in to the famed psychic.

As recently reported by mirror.co.uk, Star Psychic Sally Morgan, the former Psychic to the late Princess Diana, answers reader questions.

Are my mum and nan around?

I lost my wonderful nan in February then three months later my best friend, my mum, died too.

I tell myself every day they’re still around, especially my mum who died three days after her 63rd birthday.

The thing is, I can’t really feel them and it’s making me so, so sad. How do I know that they’re OK? Can you help me? I miss them but it was my nan’s time, she was 91. It’s my mum I can’t get over. I miss her so, so much.

LORNA, VIA EMAIL

Psychic Medium Sally Morgan: It is so beautiful to hear you speak so kindly of your dear mum. You had an unbreakable bond: love. There’s lots of truth in what you’re saying.

With our grandparents, it is still incredibly sad, but we almost programme our minds to assume they will pass before our parents. When we lose a parent it takes us by surprise.

We just expect our mum and dad will always be there. I want you to know that we never pass alone, someone in the spirit world comes for us.

When we pass, our soul lives on in a place full of love and happiness, which I like to call heaven. Gone are the strains and stresses they experienced on the Earth plane. They are at peace.

Your mum and nan are together in the spirit world. They are around the family, protecting you all every day.

Sometimes when we want to receive a sign to let us know they’re there, it doesn’t happen.

We need to be relaxed, open up and talk to our loved ones. Then usually something unexpected will happen that will make you know that it is a sign from them.

Birthdays will be important to you and I think this would be the time when you sense your mum is near to you.

How can I climb out of this rut?

My life isn’t going ­anywhere. Every time I try to better ­myself there is always something that stops me. Will I ever get out of this rut and also if my ­boyfriend, who passed, is OK?

MICHELLE, VIA EMAIL

Psychic Medium Sally Morgan: Thank you for your letter and the lovely picture of you and your son.

I get a sense that you listen to too many people around you.

Consider your gut feelings about your life and your future and you will begin to look ahead in a more optimistic way.

I am sure friends and family are giving you advice out of genuine concern, but you are like a spinning top, not knowing what to focus on.

Your late boyfriend is certainly around you, although I feel that he wants you to move forward and find happiness, peace and love. Explore your feelings and try to turn negative emotions into positive ones. You have great things to come.

Is there a man for me to love?

Will I ever fall in love again?

GEMMA DAVIES

Psychic Medium Sally Morgan: I sense that you feel completely lost when it comes to relationships.

You have been very hurt in the past and are cautious. You are looking for a companion you can love, have fun with and who likes everything about you.

I think you put a lot of pressure on yourself to find perfection. All relationships need work – that is normal – but you will find someone special. There is the name James around you and a bright future love wise.

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Popular Psychic Reader and Profiler Carla Baron has made a shocking Psychic Prediction in the missing baby Lisa Irwin case.

As reported by gather.com, in a recent taping for Dr. Phil Psychic Carla baron was asked about the baby Lisa case, where she made her shocking prediction.

While Lisa Irwin remains missing and official details are slowing down, there is still a lot of speculation surrounding the disappearance of the Kansas City infant. The most popular opinion is that the child is dead, and that the parents are hiding something. In fact, a so-called psychic by the name of Stephanie Almaguer shot into the spotlight recently when she shared her belief that Lisa Irwin was killed accidentally in the home and then put in a well. It’s been revealed by other media sources, however, that Almaguer’s prediction seems to be taken from similar predictions of other psychics, as well as through evidence that’s already public.

What happened to Lisa Irwin? Carla Baron gives her insight

When it comes to psychic phenomena opinions vary, and there are individuals who have quite a lot of experience working high-profile cases such as this one. Psychic profiler Carla Baron took part in the special that is set to possibly air in January, hosted by John Edward and Char Margolis. She was asked about her thoughts on the Lisa Irwin disappearance, among others, during the taped program. She was kind enough to share this quote exclusively with Gather News:

“I sense this child is alive. Those victims abducted, especially so young and precious, to still be alive after this length of time – it’s very rare. But Baby Lisa is being loved, and cherished, nurtured, cared for … this I do see. The couple loves her so. Yes, a serious crime has been committed here. Not saying this is right or fair for the family from which she was taken, but karmic … perhaps. I psychically sensed that Elizabeth Smart was also alive one month after her disappearance – recounted in detail about it on a morning radio program here in Los Angeles. Like I said, it is rare. But blissful when proven to be true.”

It does seem that her predictive statement on the Lisa Irwin case varies from the more popular thoughts that have surfaced to the media, but it’s still a powerful one nonetheless. Since the baby was allegedly kidnapped there have been various forum conversations and assorted blog comments asking questions about the potential of the baby being sold on the black market or kidnapped by a childless family. That brings into perspective a lot to consider, and there are tons of clues in this case that lend a truthful ring to Carla Baron’s prediction. Could missing baby Lisa be living a life reborn as “Cinderella” while her parents fear that she is dead?

Only time will tell if Psychic Carla Baron was accurate in her recent Psychic Prediction regarding this tragic case.

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By Valere Porter

There’s been a great deal of publicity surrounding the release of “My Week with Marilyn”, the film starring Michelle Williams as the iconic actress and sex symbol. Various producers and actors involved with the film have weighed in on what Marilyn was like and what she felt and thought. The only problem with this is that few of those talking actually knew Marilyn at all. They relied on archived articles or photos for their information.

I decided it was time to speak with someone who really did know Marilyn, and in a way that few if any did. I sat down with legendary psychic/medium Kenny Kingston, who was Marilyn’s spiritual counselor and friend for many years. I have known and worked with him for a long time and have co-written several of his metaphysical books. But this talk was to be all about Marilyn, not strictly about the psychic world.

As a bonus, the chat took place around a table and chairs given to him by Marilyn. Also on the table was a gold and crystal candelabra given to him by the blonde legend. She was generous in that way, he said, and loved giving gifts when it was totally unexpected.

The walls of his home are covered with photos of Kingston and his many celebrated clients and friends and awards he’s received from charitable institutions over the years, as well as memorabilia from the 7 years of psychic hotline infomercials he hosted and the many other television shows he’s been a guest on. Also included are covers from the 7 books he’s written

I knew that Kingston had often spoken of his association with Marilyn and that he has had visits from her spirit in the past. So my first question was whether he’s heard from her lately regarding not only “My Week with Marilyn” but also “Blonde”, the other Monroe-based film starring Naomi Watts that is being readied for an early 2012 release.

“Yes, I’ve heard from her,” he smiled. “She’s quite excited about both films. She spent time with Naomi Watts for a while because she heard that Watts was nervous about playing her. Marilyn wanted to put her at ease.”

And as for Williams? “Well, truthfully, Marilyn much prefers her portrayal at this point,” he answered. “She approves of the production and of Michelle Williams playing her, though she wishes the record could be set straight about a few things.”

And that’s what I’d hoped for. It seems Kingston says that no one yet has gotten it right about Marilyn – at least not the Marilyn he knew. He first met her in the mid-1950′s when his friend, Broadway and film actor Clifton Webb, asked him to give a psychic reading to a friend of his, a Mrs. DiMaggio, in San Francisco, where Kingston was living at the time. Because Webb was a dear friend, Kingston agreed to make an appointment for the reading as soon as possible.

“DiMaggio was a common name in San Francisco at that time,” he said, and he never thought to ask for the client’s first name. “It only mattered that she was a friend of Clifton’s,” he said. “We had a quick conversation and I set the date and that was it.”

The night of the appointment, set for 9 p.m., Mrs. DiMaggio was late in arriving. Finally, at 9:15, Kingston’s houseman suggested giving up the wait for the woman. “No, I feel she will still come,” he said, and told his houseman he could turn in for the evening.

A few moments later, the doorbell rang. “When I opened the door, a beautiful blonde in a black coat with white ermine trim and a white transparent kerchief on her head stood before me, struggling somewhat for air as she whispered, “I’m Mrs. DiMaggio.”

Instantly, Kingston recognized her as screen goddess Marilyn Monroe. She was wearing the same outer garments she’d worn in photos he’d seen from her recent marriage to baseball great Joe DiMaggio. The couple were living in San Francisco.

Kingston said. “I asked her why she was so out of breath and she said, ‘I took a cab to your area but walked the last few blocks. The story broke in today’s paper that I am undergoing psychiatric therapy and I didn’t want your reputation ruined.’ That was the essence of Marilyn Monroe,” he said fondly. .

Their client/psychic relationship quickly developed into a friendship. Whenever Marilyn needed detailed psychic advice she would visit Kingston in person, but often they would discuss smaller matters over the telephone, since both enjoyed speaking by phone and shared a love of late-night conversation.

She used a special code she thought up when calling Kingston. “Hello You, it’s Me,” she’d whisper into the phone. She enjoyed this air of mystery and also thought it would protect their privacy in case anyone overheard, Kingston revealed.

Often, he spent evenings at DiMaggio’s Restaurant in San Francisco, owned by members of the DiMaggio family. Frequently on hand was Joe himself. Patrons lined up outside the restaurant’s doors, but Kingston knew they were truly hoping to get a glimpse of DiMaggio’s famous wife.

“But they’d never see Marilyn in the main dining room,” he said. “She was often at the restaurant…but she spent time in the kitchen so as not to steal Joe’s thunder.” Often, she’d help cook something simple for Kingston and they would sit and talk.

Her cooking skills weren’t great, he said. “She never made anything complicated,” he admitted. “It was usually steak and eggs or diced potatoes and even then she had the help of one of the regular chefs. The funniest thing was that there were all the tourists lined up at the bar or dawdling over their dinner in hopes they’d get a glimpse of the gorgeous lady, without knowing she was just a few feet away, in the kitchen!”

Some of Marilyn’s happiest days were spent with DiMaggio, Kingston said, and he observes that psychically he always felt that had they stayed married she would have lived a long and happy life. “Marilyn desperately wanted to be happily married and have children.”

Kingston eventually moved to the Beverly Hills area of Southern California and soon, Marilyn and Joe settled there, to be close to the film industry.

When she and DiMaggio divorced, Kingston was nearby to help counsel her. But one of the most difficult and longest-lasting struggles he worked with her on had nothing to do with the men in her life, Kingston insisted. What Marilyn fought against, sometimes on a daily basis, was a then-mysterious emotional disease which could keep her a prisoner in her own home for days at a time.

“Marilyn was gaining a worldwide reputation for her lateness and inability to appear on a set or at a meeting or party. People thought she was being a prima donna, when in fact she was not drinking or under heavy medication or pulling a star tantrum at all,” he stated strongly.

“She was suffering terribly from a disease that even today is misunderstood – agoraphobia. I worked with her, using meditation and affirmations but it was an ongoing struggle for her. She’d say to me tearfully, ‘Kenny – I really want to be on time. I try to get ready but sometimes I’m almost paralyzed with fear. I spend hours getting ready because I’m afraid to go out. I sometimes just can’t face people.’ And I know that’s what happened many times when she was blamed for problems on a set, including the set of “The Prince and the Showgirl”, which is the film depicted in “My Week with Marilyn” so I wanted to set the record straight about my friend,” Kingston said.

The seer said that Marilyn loved the color red and he advised her to either wear it or carry something red with her at all times, because the color represents energy and strength. She’d laughingly tell him where she was wearing red at times, he said.

The game table and chairs that she gave him were originally painted pale cream with yellow upholstery. But recently, he had the upholstery re-done in caramel and had the wood painted red in honor of Marilyn, he said.

The gifted psychic said that he believes one reason he and Marilyn became such friends is that he was never one to gush over her film beauty. “To me, she was simply my friend and she liked that she could be herself around me,” he reminisced.

“She was not the dumb blonde some people said she was,” he continued. “She may not have had extremely high intelligence but she was at least average or above. And what mattered was that her heart was wise.”

Much of 1961 found Marilyn happy according to Kingston. But by the end of the year and into the early days of 1962, her personal agony intensified again. She desperately wanted to be taken seriously in films and felt she was not accomplishing this.

To pacify herself and take her mind off her career, she decided to purchase a home.
“Come with me,” she urged Kingston one evening, “I want you to see what I want to buy.” Kingston said that they headed for the city of Brentwood and an area off San Vicente Boulevard. There are twenty-five streets named Helena there, and Marilyn asked him to turn onto Fifth Helena.

“I felt uncomfortable as we drove to the end of the cul-de-sac”, he recalled. “But Marilyn was like an excited child. There were too many trees that cast ominous shadows on the property and I felt it would further her depression,” he said.

He tried to discourage Marilyn from purchasing the property but this was one time she did not listen to her spiritual advisor and friend. Today the home has a secure wall and gate surrounding it but in those days he said Marilyn never seemed concerned about installing such things.

Negativity did indeed invade her life even more as time moved on and she moved into the home. On August 1, though, Marilyn called Kingston to say that she’d been reinstated by 20th Century Fox and she would return to complete filming on “Something’s Got to Give”, after having been dismissed from the set.

“Let’s go to the beach to celebrate!” she urged, since this was one of her favorite places to visit. But Kingston told her he had clients that day and was unable to go. He suggested she go alone, wearing no makeup, no dark glasses and just a sloppy Joe sweater and kerchief. “I’m going to do it!” she giggled.

That night, she called, proudly telling him how she laughed and played with children on the beach. She was elated and then told him she intended to skip a party she and Kingston were planning to attend at Peter Lawford’s beach house in a day or two.

“I want to be refreshed and ready for my press conference,” she told him. The conference was scheduled for that coming Monday and the media assumed she was going to announce that she was having an affair with John or Bobby Kennedy. But sadly, Kingston told me quite a bombshell of information.

“It had nothing to do with the Kennedys,” he sighed. “Marilyn was going to reveal that she and Joe DiMaggio were going to re-marry on August 8. They’d planned their clothing, ordered the flowers…everything was set.”

Her last words to Kingston that night, three days before her passing, were “Love is the one immortal thing about us. Without love, what else can life mean?” Unfortunately, in the early hours between August 4 and 5, Marilyn passed away.

It was not, Kingston insisted, murder or suicide. “It was simply a tragic accident. It was a combination of a little too much alcohol and too much medication. Marilyn was very happy – she had love back in her life, her career was moving forward..”

Marilyn has contacted him from the spirit world on many occasions and pertaining to the case of Michelle Williams and “My Week with Marilyn”, he said that she is very pleased with the way Ms. Williams has portrayed her and predicts many award nominations for her and for the film.

Kingston couldn’t be more pleased. “And Marilyn is delighted,” he concluded. “The only thing I regret is that people hadn’t fully displayed the Marilyn I knew, but hopefully this article will help tell her story from my perspective.”

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Fox News Channels’ Megyn Kelly recently interviewed Texas Psychic Reader Stephanie Almaguer who’s Psychic visions recently prompted a renewed search for Baby Lisa.

Baby Lisa Irwin’s disappearance from her Kansas City crib became a national news story in early October, sparking support and interest from concerned citizens.

Most recently Texas Clairvoyant Stephanie Almaguer became involved with the investigation after she claims to have had a vision that informed her of the missing baby’s whereabouts. Psychic Stephanie drew a sketch of her vision and posted it on her blog which residents in Baby Lisa’s area recognized.

The police were informed of the Psychic’s vision and a renewed search began in the area recognized by residents in the sketch.

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Read as popular UK Celebrity Psychic Medium Sally Morgan answers reader questions for the UK Mirror, and gives them Psychic Readings.

Recently posted by mirror.co.uk, Psychic Sally helps several readers gain closure through her Psychic Readings.

I feel lost without my husband

My lovely husband Fred passed away on April 8 this year.

His health was not good. He was in hospital after a mild heart attack and when he seemed to be recovering, the doctor said he could come home on the Friday.

But when I visited the night before I didn’t think he looked too well. The hospital said he was fine so the last thing I said to him was “see you tomorrow”.

Then I had a phone call early Friday morning to say he had collapsed and could I come straight away, which I did. But it was too late, he was gone before I arrived.

It was a dreadful shock. I never had time to tell him how much I loved him and I am heartbroken without him.

We have three children, all in their 40s, who have their own lives to live.

I am really lonely without him and he was the only man I ever truly loved. I just wished I could have told him.

My mum passed away a few weeks before Fred and my last words to her were “I love you” and she knew I did. Why did I not say that to my Fred?

I just want to know if he is at peace and happy. I cannot wait to be with him again, as I am lost without him. I hope you can put my mind at rest, Sally.

JAYNE

Psychic Sally Morgan: My heart goes out to you, Jayne. We think we are going to spend the rest of our lives with the person we marry and when this changes, our lives turn upside down.

I often hear stories from people who have spent 24 hours a day in the hospital by a loved one’s side. But the moment they decide to leave, be it simply for a cup of tea, for example, is the moment the loved one passes.

I don’t know why this happens, but I like to think that it is their way of taking away more pain for the ones still on earth.

I want you to know that even though you were not there right at the end and you feel that you didn’t get to say your goodbye properly, your husband Fred knows how much you love him.

You had a deep love, one that only soul mates have and you didn’t need to tell each other every day that you loved one another, you both just knew.

Your husband is free from any pain, he is in an amazing place surrounded by nothing but love.

It is always hard for those left behind to try and adapt to a new way of life but your husband wants you to carry on living a fulfilled life. You have a close family and they will help you through times of grief.

Your husband will always be with you in your heart, remember him always and he will continue to share in all of your happy memories.

Who is my feline visitor?

Please can you explain why a spiritual cat comes to me when I am in bed? I feel it jump up and paw at the duvet. It always walks round the back of my body and goes behind my head.

I feel it press the pillow down, I can also hear it purring. We have never had a cat.

I did see it walk across the spare pillow one night, then it just vanished. I am not frightened by it but I would like to know why it comes and what it symbolises.

I did feel it had come to give me healing, does that sound silly to you?

MRS V.P.

Psychic Sally Morgan: I certainly sense that this cat is a spirit that resides in your house. I believe it belonged to a previous owner.

The cat loved being surrounded by people and I think that it is trying to show you affection. I am sure that if you could trace the cat to its previous owner, you would find that the cat used to sleep on their bed a lot of the time.

The cat feels comforted by your presence, and the purring confirms this. It is a very beautiful thing and a perfect example of how animals in spirit can come through to us.

Psychic Sally Morgan is known as Britain’s “Best Loved Psychic”, performing regularly across the United Kingdom, and holding the honor of being the former Celebrity Psychic Reader to Princess Diana.

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In this article recently posted by examiner.com, one woman talks about her positive Psychic Reading experience and how it changed her life.

[This was] The first, and at this point the only psychic reading I’ve ever had done (other than a palm reading twice, which I can write about if you want), was with a regular, ordinary (in looks and lifestyle) person.

Actually, she’s a pet communicator/animal psychic but it’s all the same really, and so when I contacted her (because there aren’t that many people in rural areas willing to hang out their shingle), she was more than willing to see me.

I came across an email from 2004, it was November. I had seen an add she placed in our local Women In Business section that comes out every year. And the timing was right. At the time, I decided to experience some alternative practitioners as I was awakening. I wanted the exposure to expand my mind and challenge my own stereotypes.

I saw Shirley Scott. At the time, she lived in Joseph, Oregon, but is now living in Walla Walla, Washington. She will conduct in person, telephone, or group readings (primarily, animals are her thing). She even does some readings for PetCo. Check out her website. She’s a sweet woman. While living in Joseph, she had a little bed and bath shop, where she also sold some of her paintings. She became fondly named “Jahosavich” or some such spelling to represent the local “Joseph Witch”. She was accepted and sought in her community.

I contacted her and set up an appointment. I met her at her shop and then we went to her house. She began to burn sage and to ask me about why I had come. I told her of my spiritual awakening and of feeling a bit overwhelmed by my new experiences.

From the email I sent to a friend in November 5, of 2004:

I went to pet communicator/psychic Shirley Scott in Joseph on Monday. She is really something else. I liked her a lot and think she is very gifted.

Some interesting things she said:

I am an old soul

She saw two rather angry druid elders with me and said I was a druid sorceress that once held the power of the universe (so to speak) and I misused it and tortured and hurt people. She said she saw me being warned back then that I had no idea what I was going to bring down on myself.

Judging by the flashes of past lives/deaths I’ve been having, I’ve had quite the karmic debt. She said she saw a line of people two deep on a road behind me stretching back into infinity waiting to come through me. She said I had to get that portal closed up and that my 7th Chakra was so wide it needed to be brought into balance. She did a brief energy thing to help me with it.

She saw my grandma with me (who I sense a lot), and at the time, four angels and a spirit guide she referred to as little Buddha or the little enlightened one…somebody she said studied under Buddha.

She told me to envision a cord running down my spine, to “mother earth”, and that she would tether me and ground me while at the same time envisioning the portal getting smaller and smaller and my head being filled with light. She said the spirits entering that way are in violation (not sure of what Divine law) and I need to demand that they leave, and if they don’t, call on the heavenly hosts to drag them into the light and then smudge.

She suggested I study Kabbahla.

She said I originated from the planet in the Andromeda galaxy. And, regarding what I am to let go of that I can’t seem to identify…to just let go of “it” and that it doesn’t matter what the “it” is…just state that.

She said my son is also an old soul and lead life/lives of true physical torture and thinks the world owes him. May take him thousands of years/lives to work through this. That he is at war internally, trying to figure it out, but also succuming to the behavior that holds him back.

I’ve been told before that I am a portal…or a way that spirits move from one plane to another…like a doorway. I don’t fully understand what that means, and to this day, have not been successful with closing my crown chakra…it remains wide open, sending out energy to others. And I have headaches all the time.

Also, since the time of this reading, I don’t really hold to the idea that spirits violate some divine order and that they must comply with certain rules. I think that’s people fear talking. I also ran across an old email from another pracitioner who stated that you were to tell spirits to leave, and that if you did it three times, they HAD to or they were in big trouble. Well, that certainly hasn’t been my experience. I seem to have a bit more authority and less fear than I did back then, but they typically blow past any boundary or ritual I’ve ever set up. And I am going to assume they are doing so because there are things they were sent here to teach me about boundaries and my own personal power. So I just deal with it.

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In a regular column for the UK Mirror, famous Psychic Medium Sally Morgan does a Question & Answer session with reader letters.

As recently posted by mirror.co.uk, Psychic Sally Morgan answers reader questions.

Should ­ I move house at 72?

My husband passed away in May and I feel lost without him. I nursed him through cancer over the last two years and was like his carer rather than his wife.

During our marriage, my ­husband was in charge of all our financial decisions.

I find this new independence hard to deal with as I have no confidence.

In my family I have a daughter and two lovely ­grandchildren who I see quite often. My daughter would like me to sell up and move closer to her. I quite like the idea but couldn’t afford to buy property in her area.

At the moment I am mortgage-free and would like to stay that way. Do you see me moving in the future or shall I stay where I am? I am 72 and moving would be a big decision. I would be grateful for any insight on what the ­future holds for me.

JOAN

Psychic Sally Morgan Says: You are so right about moving at this stage in your life. The stress of moving has been said to be the equivalent to having a heart attack!

Where we live is so important to us, our home becomes our memory box of all the good times and even the sad times can be ­a comfort. We remember the ­seasons, we remember how the light comes through our windows on summer days and how we cosy up in it in the winter.

All of these emotions and ­regular daily incidents are tied up with where we live. My view is often: “If you’re in doubt, leave it out!”

Now that you are on your own, I feel that even more so, you need continuity. You need the ­familiarity of where you live and what you know. Your husband will always be with you. He is part of your heart and a massive part of your ­memory box and these surroundings will help you progress. Take care and all will be well.

Our lives are ­at a standstill

My husband is an agency worker but he only gets work one or two days a week and I also work 12-15 hours.

Our lives seem to be at a ­standstill. We are in debt up to the hilt. My husband has a good brain but drinks too much to use it right. Will things ever change?

ANNIE

Psychic Sally Morgan Says: I know only too well what it is like to subsidise the family. I really feel that if you can persuade your husband to agree to get some help for his drinking problem, then he can really explore where this need to drink stems from and understand the effect it may be ­having on his life.

This could be by talking it through with you or with the help of ­professional people or groups.

If he can make this change I think, as a couple, you will be more than half way to a happier lifestyle both mentally and physically.

Will someone be there for Nan?

My nan passed away recently. She wasn’t just my nan, she was also my best friend. I adored her.

Even though her passing was expected, it was still a shock. I was just wondering who was there to meet her when she passed and is she OK? I’m lost without her.

JANE

Psychic Sally Morgan Says: I am very sorry to hear about the loss of your adorable nan. I am very well-known for saying that we never pass alone and by that I mean that someone from the spirit world always comes for us when we pass.

From my years of experience, I know it is ­someone we knew, loved and trusted. I can confidently say that your lovely nan was met by her relatives and taken to heaven with their love alongside them.

Whenever you feel the need for comfort, if you sit quietly and think of your nan, you will certainly have a sense of her being there.

The comfort from knowing that she is with you will help you through times of trouble.

But please also remember to think of your nan at times of great joy – she needs to share in those as well. You and your nan have an invisible umbilical cord of love. ­This can never be broken – it is a ­permanent energy given to bond us with loved ones – even after they have passed.

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In this short Psychic video clip the Long Island Medium Theresa Caputo asks, “Do Spirits Age?”

In addition to that question Psychic Theresa Caputo takes on some of the other big questions out there, such as “Do you ever channel negative spirits?” – and you might just be surprised by the answer!

Theresa Caputo takes on some big questions, such as “Do Spirits Age?” and “Do you ever channel negative spirits?” The answers just might surprise you.

Psychic Theresa Caputo was born and raised on Long Island in Hicksville, New York. She has been married to her husband Larry Caputo for 22 years and has two children, Larry Caputo and Victoria Caputo. Theresa has been a practicing medium for 10 years and is a certified medium with the Forever-Family Foundation, an organization dedicated to connecting science with the afterlife.

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By Rachel Pennelatore

Salem is most famous for its witchcraft-related history, but walk around downtown, and you’ll notice that witches aren’t the only mystical people in town these days.

Window after window advertises aura photography, seances, palmistry, tea leaf readings, and a number of other psychic services provided by those who claim to possess skills about which the rest of us can only speculate. There’s more to life than meets the eye, or so the saying goes, and these psychics take that to heart, seeking answers that are beyond traditional understanding.

Terry Milton, better known as “The Stone Lady,” has been involved with the metaphysical realm since 1976. As the creator of stone readings, she has developed her discipline through years of intense study and observation. She studied psychic trades such as astrology, tarot, and numerology before discovering a deep connection to and pull towards stones.

Although she said she was unsure why at first, Milton collected and bought stones anywhere she could and became almost obsessed with journaling her thoughts and research about the different rocks. The connection baffled her for a long time. Finally, Milton said, it hit her: “Mother Nature, human nature, the energy of stones, the energy of people — they’re very similar, except people are a lot faster, and the stones are over a longer period of time,” she said. “Even I don’t know exactly how it works. It’s like you have a personality, and the stone has a personality, and you recognize each other.”

When clients came for readings, they would inevitably start picking up rocks they liked from Milton’s vast collection, so she’d tell them what she knew about the particular stone they had selected. “They would look at me and say, ‘How do you know that? No one knows that about me,’ and of course I wasn’t talking about them, I was talking about the stone,” she said. As an example, Milton instructed me to close my eyes and select a stone from the table we’d been chatting over. The one I picked up, optical calcite, is a smooth, clear, square stone, almost like a thick slab of glass. It’s the stone of communication, she said — perfect for a writer.

Milton is currently writing a book about how she developed the parallels between stones and people. Since rocks can’t speak, in the traditional sense anyhow, to tell their story, she pays attention to their “language” — the markings and shapes, the origin, the purpose — and decides what these unique traits say about the person drawn to them. Milton said she hopes her readings help people answer questions and remind them that “you, too, are a gem.”

In the same shop in which I met Milton, I also met Kathryn Samuelson, an automatic writer. “You hold a pen, and your angels and guides take over and start writing,” she said. “That’s how they provide their guidance. It can be kind of odd at first.” But to Samuelson, it’s just another method of communication with the unknown.

Samuelson got her start back in 1993 after a psychic consultation and reading a book containing oracle cards, both of which pointed her in the direction of automatic writing, she said. It came very slowly at first — a word here, a couple of words there — but now, after many years, she gets sentences and paragraphs. “They still don’t do grammar or punctuation though,” she said.

Samuelson can give a client the names of their guardian angels or fairies, if that person has them, and answer questions about his or her life. Sometimes, though, a loved one on the other side may come through, too. “Usually it’s my angels and guides and the client’s angels and guides, but sometimes Grandma will butt in and say she wants to talk,” Samuelson said.

After almost 20 years, these messages have become an integrated part of Samuelson’s life. “None of us are 100 percent, because we have our own filters. If you really work at it, you try to keep yourself out of the way, but still,” she said. “If anyone claims to be 100 percent accurate, I’d be a little skeptical of them, because you have off days, or a person is closed down, or what you get is from a past life and doesn’t seem relevant, so there’s lots of things that go into it.”

Article Source: boston.com

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