The first time I had ever been to the Arthur Findlay College of Psychic Science in the UK was September 2015. It had been a year since my nana had passed and through the gift of mediumship I had had many messages of hope and healing from her. I was devoting my life to my mediumship development and giving and receiving messages was becoming a regular routine. On the plane ride to the UK Nana and I had lots of time to communicate through thought.
“Nana, if you are going to keep coming through, give me an even more “wow” piece of evidence that you are present, well and influencing my life”. I loved hearing from her, but I loved it even more when I knew she could show me ways she was still there. Evidence that her consciousness had survived death.
Skip forward to the second day at the college and I was partnered up with a woman, we will call her Susan for reasons of anonymity. We gave each other readings, and lucky for me, she brought through nana. After giving me much valuable evidence about who she was she carried on with the message. “She wants you to know she is with you so much, that she is very much influencing your mediumship as well as is so proud with the choices you’ve made since her passing. She wants to congratulate you for being here and she says she wants to give you a bouquet of orange roses.”
I thought that was sweet, that she left those words, as well as ethereally wanted to give me orange roses.
The next morning I was getting ready for school, when I heard a knock on my room door. At the door stood a student I had never met…...holding a bouquet of orange roses! Just like Nana referred to in the reading. She explained to me she had just arrived late at the school and so we had never been introduced. That had me wondering why she was standing at my door. She explained to me that as she was leaving her work office she had noticed her bouquet of orange roses sitting on a desk. Knowing that they would be dead when she came back, she brought them along to the college. When she arrived at the college she heard a strong message from spirit to give them to someone at school, and to “randomly" pick a bedroom door. That is how she ended up with me on the second floor, room 204.
I do not believe there was anything “random” about picking my bedroom door. They were a gift straight from my nana to me. She wanted to show me she was proud and wanted to give me a bouquet of orange roses. This is the power of connection with spirit and it demonstrates the intelligence of spirit communication and the awareness on the other side of events happening before they happen.