I normally do not work tuesdays, but last tuesday I had a customer who said she communicated with those who have crossed over. I really didn't comment, but then she said she had a message for me from a person whose name started with an "L", and that's my mom. She went on to tell me other private facts, ones I can't share because of their sacred nature. But the one fact that haunts me is that people have always said that when you pass, your heaven can be where you were the most happy, and my mother always wanted to go back to Florida where she spent much of her childhood. The psychic said my mom kept on reciting "sea shells by the seashore". That means to me I was really making contact, and that has had my stomach in knots. my mom by the beach is beautiful.
each day I see this guy - on my way home from work. he's this odd young man, he wears a wife-beater, long shorts, bandana, but that's not the odd thing. . . . he dons a yellow snake with faint brownish spots around his neck. a fat snake, really long too. in his right hand, a leash, attached to a pit bull. they all seem to froth at the mouth. today he looked me right in the eye, even though I'm in my car making a right hand turn as speedy as possible. and I what I want is to get rid of that image. odd huh.
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