Thursday night’s spirit message circle was awesome ~ the guests were great~ happy, courteous and curious; the spirit messages were relevant and moving; and the house spirits were active. There was also a strange connection to a certain shade of red that I had just posted about that morning ~ more on that in a moment. We heard knocking in the wall, three of us saw a flash of light go through the parlor, and (SO happy about this!) the spirit sisters were BACK, turning the seed poster door spotlight off and on several times throughout the evening.
Our guest medium was amazing. Can’t mention his name, as his current employer (in a job that he loves) may not be comfortable with his mediumship work and I don’t want to put him in a difficult position. One of my favorite messages of the evening was for my poet friend Klecko, whose sharp-dressed Polish grandpa came through, flicking his Zippo lighter, with a message of very cool creative experiences on the horizon. The medium even picked up on the stylin’ vehicle Klecko’s grandpa had driven. (A ’69 Lincoln Continental, with leather upholstery and suicide doors, according to Klecko.) Klecko brought along his friend Carol Connolly, poet laureate of St. Paul and longtime columnist for the St. Paul Pioneer Press. I am very proud to say that my second-ever piece of fan mail came from Carol Connolly, back in the 90s, when I wrote a piece on the challenges of dating for Pulse newspaper. I was thrilled to have two fellow writers of such stature attend the spirit message circle.
As for the color red that I mentioned earlier ~ it came up in my message for the night. The medium told me that an old man spirit from across the street, who in life had been a sort of cantankerous friend of Leon’s, was asking Leon, the spirit sisters, and me for helping in healing the land behind his house. The medium got up and pointed across the street, saying, “See the red barn or garage behind that house? That’s where he’s talking about.” As soon as he said red and I saw what shade of red it was, I said, “I just posted this morning about this shade of red coming into my life!”
The red color in question is the same hue as Mary’s gown as well as the color of a pendulum that my magical friend Diana gave me last month. (Pictured above.) I selected this pendulum from the many choices Diana offered because it is the same shade of red as the quartz walls in a dream visit I had from Leon in which he revealed the existence of a major underground portal into my house. Now, years later, when I get a request to help heal my neighbor’s land, this shade of red is back, a unifying element in both the healing tools and the location that needs a helping hand. I love it when things come together in this way.
