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Dinner Was Served…
Edward Pierce was my first teacher in mediumship. He has a gentle, almost scientific approach. I loved the fact that there was no ’whoo-whoo’ fluff in his lessons. We talked about his experience with remote viewing, Eckhart Tolle, and did exercises, creating an atmosphere of normalcy that made what I was attempting to feel… right.
I met him just after my husband passed away. I still have trouble saying died. It grips me in the gut.
He was volunteering at a Ronald McDonald charity event and was one of the three mediums I went to that day. All three insisted that I was capable of doing this. My mom came through with the first one and said it, and my dad repeated it in the next session, but it was with Edward that I heard from my husband. Eddie volunteered to teach me.
Yeah, I thought. You have to be born with the gift.
No, he insisted. There is a science to it.
We started lessons that December, and by March, with the lockdown, I was enrolled in four other classes I could join on Zoom. But my first and best lessons started with Ed.
So, I readily agreed when he asked me to do a charity event last week. I was thrilled to be included. Would I do it?
Sure.
It’s just a small group, he assured me.
