My boyfriend Andrew's grandmother is on the other side, but she is responsible in a sense for us meeting each other, and has given us confirmation that our relationship was destined. You see, my boyfriend and I are 18 years and eleven months apart in age, which neither of us wanted, much less wanting to break that news to family members.
My story starts with an astrology class that I was teaching in a local metaphysical shop named "Catalpa Tree" up here in Indiana. It was the fall of 2013, and I had just moved here recently from Atlanta. The manager of the shop told me that a gentleman had some questions about astrology charts and was thinking about taking a couple classes. I was a little worried, because psychically I had a sense that there was going to be a man in class who would be difficult, and the Holy Spirit told me to study up on some "way out there" concepts, because he may challenge me in class. It turned out Andrew, was the man with the astrology question, but it was another gentleman who was the difficult person. I didn't really notice Andrew that day, or in the other classes, as I was focused on teaching, and was not looking for or wanting a boyfriend. I didn't even "notice" him when he invited me to lunch to look at his astrology chart. I remember him asking about his marriage, and I tried to be positive, pointing out they were both Libras etc. The next time I saw him in class, he told me he had just asked for a divorce, and had moved out. It was a good month and a half later after a class, that I actually noticed Andrew, (although it was at the back of my mind and ignored) and realized we had a connection. We became involved about three weeks later, but neither of us was taking it seriously. We both felt like the other was our "Twin Flame" see my blog on Twin Flames, so needless to say, it somehow got serious.
It was late at night, a few months later, that an older woman came to me from the other side. Andrew was reading a book, and I told him there was a woman with curly brown hair that had a slight coppery quality wanting to talk with me. I thought her eyes were green. She confirmed she was Andrew's grandmother on his mother's side. She said the name "Earl", which I thought I had heard wrong, because I had a classmate from high school named Earl visit me earlier that week. What was odd was that Earl and I never talked or hung out in high school, but he carved out time to visit me while he was here. A few days after Earl's visit, a client was telling me an involved story about a man named Earl. I remarked that that was two Earls in one week (I know of no other Earls in my life). Now, Andrew's grandmother was saying the name "Earl". Andrew explained that it was her husband's middle name. Funny that she chose that name to confirm herself to me. It is always a crazy synchronicity like that. She gave a lot of information about herself, a lot of which I cannot remember, but she did say that I had helped Andrew onto a better path than the one he was going to take. One thing in particular stands out in my memory from our conversation. She kept saying over and over, "He is my son. I'm proud of my son", and "That's my son" (pointing to him). I asked Andrew what this meant. He said that she had always thought of him as her son. I said, "Yes, but I'm getting the sense from her that she means you were her actual son in another life."
A few days later, I was invited to a family Easter party on Andrew's mother's side of the family. There on the wall was a photo of Andrew and his grandmother. She was definitely the person I saw and spoke with a few nights earlier. When we got home from the party, Andrew suddenly remembered reading some notes of his grandmother's that she had taken while getting a psychic reading. The psychic had told her that Andrew had been her son in a past life. She also told her that after she died, it would be very easy for her to talk with Andrew! "He is my son." Grandma was trying to jog Andrew's memories of her notes to confirm her identity to him. She was also saying in a way, that he and I were meant to be together, as I was the means for him to speak with her after she passed, just as the psychic had predicted.
Note: I was told by the owner of Catalpa Tree Shop that Andrew's grandmother was the very first customer to walk through their doors when it opened 27 years ago. It seems fitting that this is where Andrew and I met.
Do you notice any synchronicities in your life connected to loved ones who have passed on?