Not all that glitters is gold...Not all those who wander are lost. J.R.R Tolkein
November 2012, I was sat across a room from someone who turned out to be the most amazing woman I have ever met. It was a pretty low time for me and I was desperate for any sort of hope. This was something I had never done before and I was incredibly skeptical.
She stared blankly into nothingness, holding her head slightly sideways as if she was intensively waiting for something. Then she began...a reel of names, days and more names flowed. She spoke of things that were going to happen, things that had already happened and lots of obscure things that meant absolutely nothing to me. In fact, most of it meant nothing to me and I couldn't help but feel it was all an anticlimax.
Apparently my father was giving her all this information. I was prepared for this as I had been forewarned that it was a common tactic mediums used, however, she described him so perfectly which was unnerving as he had an unmistakably distinctive look that nobody would have ever have been able to guess. He was telling her that everything was OK and that what I was going through was all part of my destiny and that everything that was happening was for a reason. Despite my uncertainty and disillusionment of the whole situation, at that moment, they were just the words I needed to hear, I didn't care if they were true or not, I just needed someone to say it to me. She had my attention.
She rambled on at length about more people, listing names I didn't recognise to the point that I felt awkward repeatedly shaking my head in denial of their familiarity.
The whole hour was recorded on a tape (yes, you heard right, 2012 and she was using a tape recorder!) so I managed to scrawl down most of the important points on the back of a creased receipt I found in my bag; half a dozen names, rough time frames and significant places. When I was leaving she was positively beaming at the exciting future I supposedly had ahead of me. I was still unconvinced, but I thanked her anyway.
As she opened the front door to see me out, she caught my arm and with a puzzled and somewhat frustrated look on her face she said, "I keep being told the name "Andy"...are you sure you don't know who that is? He's going to be a huge influence on you!" Again I shook my head and hurried off in the rain.
As I got in the car, I felt a little disappointed to be honest. I don't know what I wanted her to tell me; I didn't want to be told anything amazing and I certainly wasn't expecting life-changing news, I just wanted some hope for the future.
But little did I know, it was the best £30.00 I had ever spent!
So, why am I telling you all this? Well, shortly afterwards, the man she mentioned, 'Andy', (and that's his real name by the way), turned out to be someone who really did influence the path I chose to take in 2013. We did meet just like she told me, very unexpectedly too, but it wasn't until long after that it dawned on me who he was. He doesn't realise it but yes, he has played a significant part in helping me...for that I will always be thankful.
So my message to you Andy is... 'Thank you from the bottom of my heart, I will always be so grateful for your positivity and encouragement and for the many laughs I've had recently. I'm very proud to call you my friend'.
I am not sure if our lives are mapped out for us from conception but I do understand that there is more to this world than what we can see. Whoever or whatever is responsible for determining our personal journey through life, ultimately it is US that must make the changes necessary to find peace and happiness.
It doesn't matter where we are from or what's happened in our past, what really matters is where we are at right now.
The majority of the names the medium gave me all turned out to be people who I have recently met. Knowingly or unknowingly, my involvement with them has helped me make decisions that have directed me onto the next part of my journey. 2014 is going to be amazing.
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