Both Mum and I are, were professional Tarot readers, Mum is now retired. I even had a Tarot Room in my previous shop. Once, at a psychic fair, Mum was giving a reading to a gentleman when she suddenly exclaimed, "I can see a brick!!" She felt a bit silly saying it, but the man responded, "Yes!! Someone threw a brick at me this morning, and it hit my head!"
One of my most memorable experiences was quite bizarre. I woke up after having the most vibrant dream I've ever experienced; it was literally in technicolor. In this dream, there was Lily, a girl who worked for us, sitting behind our shop building, crouched and in tears. Then I saw a man, I had a full description of him, this guy suddenly transformed into identical triplets. I remembered saying in the morning when recounting descriptions, the triplets were Asian, as in not Chinese, Black or Caucasion (I would normally follow with gentlemen, but I cannot in this situation) but I was adamant they were neither "Indian or Pakistani" which I thought was a strange thing to say, the hair was very short & the identicle triplets were small frame. In the dream, we were abruptly moved to different locations; Lily, the triplets, and I found ourselves in my accountant's sitting room, no idea why my accountants room, except their living room, was always boiling hot due to central heating whenever we visited!
My Grandma, who had passed away, was making everyone a cup of tea, I can still see her pouring the tea from a teapot into the triplets cups and saucers. The vivid colours left me stunned. I shared the experience with everyone—Mum and the girls in the shop. It was so strange that I felt compelled to tell Lily. I didn't want to alarm her, but I needed to advise her to be extra cautious.
A couple of weeks later the dream had faded from significance, & it was a Saturday at 4pm, it was Winter so already dark outside, a man with wild eyes entered our shop. The following day, we discovered a syringe in the churchyard. Anyway, he was a creepy guy with mad eyes. As it was almost closing time, I then recalled the dream and asked a guy who worked for us to escort Lily to her car. On their way, the crazy-eyed man jumped out at Lily, she screamed but fortunately, our colleague was there & chased him, and the creep ran off. Lily reported the incident to the police. They came around on Monday to gather descriptions from everyone in the shop who had seen him, even using a computer to create a facial composite with eyes, nose, etc. It turned out that the creep had attacked two women that evening, which meant Lily could have been the third victim that night! Hence the triplets! The police later informed us that the attacker was actually a Turkish Kurd, which explained my odd description. The funny thing is, it took me years to understand the significance of the cup of tea! Then, while I was recounting my dream to someone years later, I realized what we English always do when something traumatic happens, we offer a cup of tea!
I firmly believe Lily's Guardian Angel contacted me that night to help her.
The only fact I have altered is Lily's real name.
I firmly believe that the spirit world is just as real as the physical world we live in.
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