The most profound effect on my life has been my children. I have had two sets of twins, with one twin dying from each set. It was my contact with my deceased children that showed me I was a very powerful spirit medium.

Every event in our life happens for a reason and through the tragic loss of my children, I knew my life’s purpose was to assist women in bringing their own children into the world. Here is my story…

The reason why I am such a devoted mother is I had clairvoyantly seen my unborn children before they were conceived. For three years I kept dreaming I would have twins and one would die. In May 1978 I found out I was pregnant with my first set of twins. I took impeccable care of myself during that pregnancy hoping that the dream that one of my twins was going to die was just a warning to be focused about the meticulous medical care needed to carry both babies to term.

I went into premature labor in August of 1978. The babies weren’t due until November. As I fought to deliver healthy baby girls, my concern for their safety gave me Divine Amnesia. I didn’t remember which baby was predicted to die. I didn’t realize that from that day forward, I was to be permanently physically disabled. At first the doctors didn’t realize it either. The day after giving birth, the doctors let me go home complaining of back and groin pain.

For 12 days the girls fought to breathe, while I ignored the signs of extreme pain in my own body and kept driving the long journey on back roads to the hospital. I wanted to bond with my daughters. I pumped breast milk for them and froze it, trusting that some day they would be strong enough to drink it from a feeding tube and then, hopefully, directly from my own breasts.

The night before Darcy Anne died I awoke from another dream that said, “Darcy will die tomorrow.” I sat up in bed and called the intensive care nursery where my daughters were. I told the night nurse about my dreams. She pacified me and told me I was just a new mother worried about her children. She told me to go back to bed and get some rest. I would need it when both girls came home. Soothed and calmed, I went back to bed.

The next day the hospital called and said if my husband and I wanted to see her alive we had better get over there right away. She was dead before we got there. Shortly after the news of my daughter’s death, I was admitted into the hospital with a 16-inch blood clot in my right leg and a 14-inch blood clot in my left leg.

Tests were done that indicated that my inferior vena cava, the big blue vein in our abdomens that pump the blood from our heart and lungs to the venous vein system in our legs had clotted and collapsed in me.

During the night, I had a near death experience.

My great grandmother appeared to me and told me that it was not my time to die. She said that she had also had twins and one died. She said that she would take care of my daughter for me. I could see them together. Gram sternly informed me that I was needed on the earth plane to be of service to others after the “twins”.

She told me to look in her desk in the family Bible and that I would find a prayer that she wrote in her handwriting. When my mother came to visit me the next day, I told her about my experience. I had been telling my Mom predictions and visions since I was little.

She knew about my twin premonition. She confirmed that Great Grammie Fosie had twins and one died. She had not told me about Grammie’s twins, so I wouldn’t think that having twins and one dying ran in the family. She had known that there was a family Bible and that Gram did have her own favorite desk!

Mom called my great uncle who had the desk and the family Bible. He reluctantly looked in it and found what my grandmother was talking about. My mother drove to his house and got it for me. She read it to me over the phone. This is what my Grammie Fosie wrote:

A Railroad Man’s Prayer
An old railroad employee was converted at a meeting and was asked to lead in prayer. He hesitated a moment, then with a trembling but clear resounding voice he said reverently, “Oh, Lord now that I have flagged Thee; lift up my feet from the rough road of life and plant them safely on the deck of the train of salvation. Let me use the safety lamps known as prudence and all the couplings in the train with the link of love and my hand to be the Bible and Heavenly Father keep all switches closed that lead off on the sidings, especially those with a blind end.

Oh Lord, if it be Thy pleasure, have every semahose block along the line. The white light of hope that I may make the run of life without stopping, and, Lord, give us the Ten Commandments for the schedule; and when I have finished on scheduled time and pulled into the dark station of death, may the Superintendent of the Universe say, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant. Come and sign the payroll and receive your check for Eternal Happiness.”

My very skeptical mother, who had ridiculed me for being an over-imaginative child, now finally couldn’t deny her daughter’s strange talents. There had been too much circumstantial evidence to the contrary. Finally, we had an answer.

My mom and I determined that I had been gifted psychically, since I almost drowned when I was two-years old. For years, my mom had been attempting to get me to release my bull-headed notions about seeing future events, for just knowing things I should not have known. Now, she, nor I, could deny the truth. The experience of losing a child and seeing my deceased grandmother taught me to know and trust my own knowing.

For the first time in my life, I felt free. I am grateful that my children and my experiences taught me how to be of service to other people. How may I serve you with my metaphysical gifts?

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