April 11, 2008………………………My First Séance
I called the phone number I had for Stephen Hermann. I had tried to meet with him earlier in the year for a reading but he had been unavailable the day I was driving to Alachua. I had asked him to put me on his mailing list to keep me informed of events.
When I received the notice of the séance he was holding on April 11th I wasn’t sure whether I would be back from northern Georgia in time so I didn’t make the suggested reservation. I decided I would call and see if he had any room for me the morning of the séance. When I read the fact they were going to be video taping the séance I laughed and thought if Red were going to show up at a séance he’d probably pick one that was being filmed for a possible television pilot.
Steve answered his phone and told me the room was full, but, if I was coming alone he could fit me in. I got directions from him and spent the day thinking about the possibility of having someone besides my psychic friend around the corner and my own inner voices tell me Red was doing just fine. I was really looking forward to this. It was going to be fun.
I drove to Alachua early to find the home the séance was going to be held and after locating the home, headed towards Gainesville hoping to find a place to get caulking for my windows. I was on a mission to make sure spiders had a difficult time finding their way in to my house.
Within a few miles of leaving the location of the séance I saw the big orange roof of Home Depot and picked up a case of beige caulk. Caulking the windows may not keep all the spiders out but I had been meaning to finish them properly since I had purchased the place and it would definitely make it a little more difficult for the eight legged creatures to enter my house.
I drove back towards the séance and arrived at exactly 7:25pm, the time Stephen Hermann had suggested when I spoke to him that morning. People were beginning to arrive and walking across the lawn towards the meeting place. I spoke with many of them and found about half of them had been to séances before. This was definitely going to be fun.
We all sat in folding chairs against the walls of a room about 15 feet long and 10 feet wide. There were 11 paying people present, 2 people filming and Stephen. Here I was at my very first séance.
Stephen began by explaining to us Spirit World already knew what they were going to do and we would begin by raising the energy of the room with singing and laughter. Bringing the energy in the room up to a higher vibration made it easier for the spirits and guides to communicate with him as they vibrate at a higher frequency than we do.
He explained he would stand in front of each of us as he was directed by Spirit and tell us what he saw, heard, smelt or felt. The reception of their messages would be best in the beginning of the session because the vibration would be highest then.
He told us he did not want to us to feed him with information. He didn’t want us to say, “Oh, that’s Uncle Henry, he was an alcoholic and died in 1989.” What he did want from us was to exchange energy with him while he was giving us the messages he was receiving by either telling him we understood what he was telling us or asking him to explain more.
I was pleased at his desire not to be told anything as I was approaching this communication with Spirit World with a certain amount of healthy skepticism.
There was a man sitting next to Stephen who wanted to move so I offered to change seats with him. He felt like he was directly in the camera’s eye and didn‘t feel comfortable. This man turned out to be a psychic in training and had experienced some clairvoyant occurrences. Actually, everyone in the room had obviously received some type of message otherwise they wouldn’t have been sitting here.
We started by singing a couple of songs “You are my Sunshine” and “I’ve Been Working on the Railroad.” These were songs everyone knew and I could feel the excitement in the room.
He spoke to the first couple telling them, “I see an elderly pair; the man is in a tee shirt and the name Alfred is coming through.” A mother and daughter were there and the daughter’s messages were very strong, “stop letting people treat you the way they do.” The mother understood who some of the people were who were giving the medium the messages.
Then he told a woman he saw an older man, playing guitar and that he liked little girls. She had no idea who Stephen could be talking about.
Then he turned to the woman directly across from me. I couldn’t see her reactions, as Stephen was between us while he told her, “I see a fiddle player. He is a man, a very talented musician. In fact, he plays guitar, mandolin, piano, any instrument you give him he can play. He is on stage and he is an energetic and great performer.”
I remember looking at her and realizing she was a nice looking woman and probably the only woman Red would have been attracted to in the group, besides me. I also remembered Stephen telling us before we started how “new spirits” sometimes have difficulty coming through so maybe Red figured he better come through while the energy was still at a high vibration. Then I thought, maybe he came through her just to try to make me jealous. When he was alive he was a very jealous man, with no reason to be, and occasionally would try to make me jealous. We had a very competitive relationship in all aspects. I wonder if I will ever know if it was really him coming through her and
why he chose her.
As Stephen went on he spoke of what a happy energetic man this fiddle player was but he had no message for the woman he had “come through.” He just wanted to show us what he could do and who he was. It sure sounded like Red to me.
I was 2nd from the last and I could tell the medium was getting tired. It must be hard work to have that much enthusiasm for so long. We went till 10:15pm-nearly 3 hours of channeling. I know what it is like to teach yoga for long periods at a fair or to do energy healings for long periods of time. After an hour of intense work it begins to wear on me so I could only imagine how he must feel.
He told me he saw a short, old Chinese doctor with a long beard working through me helping me heal others. He also saw a male Native American putting on a wolf’s head and skin to also work through me to help me heal others. He saw a ballerina, a very flexible woman who danced and he wasn’t sure if it was another woman or the ballerina but she was older, very flexible and had difficulty breathing because of smoking.
Their messages were I had been teaching exercise since 1979 and I needed some new training. I have had some new training and planned on having more as time went on. I believe learning how to listen to spirit world is part of the training I needed. Being more open to The Universe’s guidance is important. A variety of training to help others in many different ways is the best thing I can do, not only for their healing but for my own.
Stephen also said I was nothing at all like my family. He explained they do not understand me at all. I already knew that, my mother is always saying I was switched at the hospital. He went on to say my friends do not like to take my advice on their diets and lifestyles. Right again.
I also know the smoking ballerina was telling me to QUIT smoking. I am not sure why but I purchased a pack of cigarettes last week. My acupuncture physician says it is because my heart chakra wants love and the deep breathing of drawing on a cigarette was a desire I would have to fight. I know this flexible ballerina came to me to tell me what I would be like in my old age if I didn’t stop the nasty habit now; flexible and coughing.
When he asked me if I understood what he meant I told him I understood the messages but did not recognize the people, with the exception of the Native American. I knew my great, great grandmother was a full blooded Indian. I smiled and proudly added, “I bear her nose.”
When we were finished, I had to find out if the woman sitting across from me knew any male fiddle players so I jumped up and stood close to her, patiently waiting for her to finish speaking to the woman beside her.
When she had finished her conversation I asked her if she knew any fiddle players. She said her mother played a little and had convinced her daughter to play a little but they were not great musicians.
I told her I believed it had been my late husband coming through because he was a wonderful fiddler, a great musician and entertainer and the man Stephen had described sounded just like him.
Besides, the fiddle player didn’t have any messages for her.
Another woman overheard us speaking and she walked over and said, “I am glad to hear you say that because that ballerina who came to you was my aunt, I know it was! She died of lung cancer.”
Another woman said, “That old man guitar player was my father. There’s no doubt in my mind. He liked young girls.”
Apparently, spirits come through wherever they want in a group situation. It doesn’t matter who they are standing near, they choreograph and give messages and we are supposed to listen to all the messages. The setting here this evening may have presented some difficulties with the interruptions of the screaming children on the other side of the door.
I was so glad I was moved to ask the woman about the fiddle player as my question caused a few others to speak openly and helped us realize who some of these spirits were. I have no doubt Stephen Hermann could hear and see things we could not.
Before Stephen left the room he told me he liked my hippie energy and hoped to see me again. I believed I would plan another outing with him. He excused himself to do a reading for Stephanie, the girl who sat across from me with the male fiddle player in her aura. I found out later the fiddle player did not come through during her reading. The woman who had been sitting beside her was Rose, her mother-in-law, and we were drawn to each other. We felt we were friends in another lifetime and looked forward to being friends in this one.
I drove home, happy to have been there, a little disappointed Red hadn’t come through in my aura, but at least he was recognizable. I also looked forward to being with Stephen again and learning Reiki, Cranial Sacral and other medical intuitive practices from my new/old friend Rose.
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