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What Psychic Children Can Teach Us About The Spirit World
Psychic Children and the Spirit World Psychic Sylvia Browne, World-renowned Psychic Sylvia Browne pictures
by Sylvia Browne

It’s a cliché and an inarguable fact that children are our future. I wish it were equally common knowledge that children – because they’re so innately psychic and still so fresh from the spirit world of The Other Side – are also living, breathing proof of our immortality. If we simply pay attention and listen, without fear, without prejudice, without interrupting or cutting them off out of our own confusion, without close-minded skepticism, without coming up with a hundred silly and completely illogical explanations for what comes out of their mouths, we’ll find in children an end to our dread of death, and a brilliantly lit pathway to the eternity God promised us.

I’m not sure what it is about human nature that makes us so ready and willing to believe the darkest, most threatening doomsday rumors, no matter how ridiculous, but so hesitant to believe the most glorious, sacred affirmations, even when they’re spelled out as simply and certainly as the fact that the sun rises in the east. I’ve been swearing to people for more than fifty years, and meaning it, that there is no such thing as the devil, there are no such things as curses, and the evil in this world is caused by the fact that evil is a strictly human quality, nonexistent in the spirit world. And yet there are those who are so accustomed to being afraid, and to the chaos of negativity, that they’ll fiercely cling to those beliefs no matter what I say, or what the spirit world says through me.

Please don’t misunderstand – I don’t let anyone tell me what to believe or disbelieve, nor do I ever want you to. My beliefs are based on seventy years of research, intensive study, a lifetime of access to the spirit world that my God-given psychic gifts have provided, and, the spirit world that my God-given psychic gifts have provided, and, last but not least, an insistence that what I believe has to be logical to me. My first rule when it comes to my beliefs: think.

And that’s what I urge you to do when it comes to your own beliefs, and most certainly to the psychic children around you and how you deal with them. Think. When a child sees and hears things you can’t see or hear that are very real to them, think how you’d feel if someone was dismissive toward you about the things you see and hear that are very real to you. When a child volunteers factual information that they supposedly have no way of knowing, think about the only possible sources (or Source) of that information. When a child makes reference to a past life experience on earth or on the Other Side, think how discouraged you’d be if you were talking about something that happened to you in your past and you were accused of making it up or being ridiculous. The more you think, and the more logic you apply to the wisdom children have to offer, the more apparent it will become that yes, those children have ageless spirits endowed by their Creator; yes, they possess knowledge that spirits endowed by their Creator; yes, they possess knowledge that could only have come from Home; yes the spirit world is as normal to them as this world is to you because they just came from there; and yes, that means that you, and all of us, can reliably believe in the divine, blissful truth that we do survive death and transcend to the familiar joy of the Other Side, exactly as God promised and children continue to prove.

Marissa’s mother Lee passed away a year before Marissa’s daughter Macy was born. As soon as Macy was old enough to talk she chattered away about all the nice visits she was regularly having with Grandma Lee, “I would say things like, ‘I’m glad,’ and ‘Tell her hello,’ but I honestly didn’t pay much attention,” Marissa wrote. “Frankly I was on overload. I had taken guardianship of my seventeen-year-old brother, John, who was mildly disabled, and his ‘acting out’ behavior was getting out of control. I was nearing the end of my rope and wondering what I was going to do one day when Macy, who was then three years old, sat down on the floor in front of where I was sitting and announced, ‘Grandma Lee said you have to get John back into therapy and she said if that doesn’t work you need to send him back to live with his dad so that he can take care of him. It is not your responsibility.’ I could hardly believe Macy’s grandmother really had that conversation with her, but it made more sense than believe that speech came from a three year old!”

Sylvia Browne is without question, "America's #1 Psychic," an internationally known psychic and medium.

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By Nancy, Saturday, May 09, 2009 04:52:25 PM
Absolutely, children have so much to offer us if we would just listen. When my daughter started to talk age 2-3 she would consistently say to me that she wanted to make herself very small (and she would point to the ceiling or the top of the dresser) and go up there, I want to watch from up there. I believe because I had her when I was almost forty that she spent a great deal of "time" on the other side watching and waiting to be born.
By Shoshana, Wednesday, May 06, 2009 05:02:29 PM
Yes! I know first hand how to relate to children and their dreams because I have had a few recurring dreams. My father understood me right off the bat. My Mother on the other hand couldn't understand it all and called it a phase. I definitely beleive that there are messages in dreams but I never was good at understanding my own.
By susan, Thursday, March 19, 2009 12:42:45 PM
HI; MY NAME IS SUSAN, and today my heart remains broken my dad passed away 2 yrs ago today, I lighted a white candle this morning in his memory, 2 yrs prior to his death, our mom passed away, from cancer, and about 3 weeks after that, i gotten a strange phone call a woman on the phone kept on saying I LOVE YOU and I JUST listened and I said who is this, and she wouldn't answer me,this was at 1;30am.then I told her that I was glad that someone loved me,and that I loved her TOO I wonder if this woman was my mom telling me that she loved me ?she was more than my mom she was also my best friend !!!and i never gotten any-more calls like that one again, I LOVED HER SO MUCH AND I MISS HER ALWAYS, THANK YOU SUSAN born 12-15-1958 at 9;50 pm,
By Theresa, Thursday, March 19, 2009 03:30:16 AM
Dearest Lupe, I hold you & your family in my heart & thoughts during this difficult transition in your life. I believe the worse pain in the world is that of a parent losing their child... you're right, it's as if your heart & soul went with Meli. If you can, please take some comfort in knowing that Meli is now with God and all the Angels, healers, Guides that are showering her with the pure energy of unconditional love. In time, I guarantee that Meli will send you a message to let you know that she is ok... she is finally at peace & happy. Right now your grief is too thick & heavy to be able to notice the signs that she is sending you but I know she is. Sending you tons of love Lupe. Beso & Abrazo, Theresa
By Elicia, Friday, March 13, 2009 12:37:39 PM
Sweet Lupe, "Sometimes the only way to find the light is by Crawling through the Darkness" Please don't despair as I know tis hard (I will not tell you I know how you feel,cause I don't & would only pray that I will never, for I have a 15yr old son & a 3yr old little girl who by the way is my Grandma reborn) I know she is well at Home on The Other Side.. I would like for you to PLEASE veiw this link This is a message from my daddy that was left on my answering machine 4 months after his death. My mom called my phone & tried to hang up (because I changed the message she thought she may have dialed the wrong # but when she tried to hang up it did not disconnect & my daddy took that chance to talk to me). No one, not even Sylvia Browne herself could tell me that it wasn't my daddy, for when he says I Love You it is his voice plan as day. It is my proof of life after death. Now, for the first time your little girl is finally living & living Happy!! I promise you... Hugs, Elicia
By tiffany, Thursday, March 12, 2009 08:52:59 AM
Dear Lupe, I could hardly read your comment through my tears. I have never posted a comment however I am so moved by your story that I am compelled to do so. I can only imagine your pain as I read your words and think of my own precious son. He is 13 and an amazing individual, as your daughter. He, too, sees injustice and unfairness daily. As a parent, recognizing the beauty in our children, we try to teach them to use their own voices to challenge the less than desirable. However, when that doesn't work, our voices step in. In that, as adults, sometimes things change and our children see that we care for them and take the stand beside them. But sometimes nothing changes. And our children our left to carry the weight of seeing wrong unrighted. I worry down to my bones everyday for the safety of my son. He is bullied and mistreated daily. Sometimes he can take a stand; other times he can't. The school vocalizes "no tolerance" but it happens every day. No tolerance? I believe it to be more like "no recognition". If you close your eyes to something, it must not exist. Lupe, you are a testament to this being the furthest from the truth. I know your heart, spirit and soul must be broken into a million pieces. But in your grief, u have been given a gift. U now, however unfortunate, have been given the opportunity to create change. You have a voice to scream to the world what happens when students and faculty (and even some parents) close their eyes. In the passing of your beautiful daughter, she can help you and your other children teach those that are ignorant to abuse in schools. You and your family can come together and keep the energy and grace of your daughter very much alive. Your daughter suffered terribly as so many children do. There needs to be more voices, more actions and more stands to show the world that tragedy occurs when abuse in schools is swept under the rug. I wish I could give you a hug. I wish I could stand next to you and scream with you. Fight at your side for the honor if your daughter, the future and safety of my son, and for every other child in this world that sees the unfortunate as ours do. I pray fir you and your family, Lupe. I pray you find strength. I know your loss will be with you for ever. But I pray you fund peace in helping those in your same situation. As I send my love and positive energy your way, I would like to offer you the ability to contact me if you choose. My email address is My son and I would be blessed to recieve any insight you may have. Peace and blessings, Tiffany
By Tamera, Thursday, March 12, 2009 02:25:14 AM
Lupe, I Know that your baby is safe and in his arms..My Prayers are for you.. that you will find Comfort and Peace..You are Loved
By Tamera, Thursday, March 12, 2009 02:22:26 AM
By lupe, Wednesday, March 11, 2009 10:50:18 PM
Monday, December 17, 2007 Newspaper article full version In 3 more days it will have been two months since Meli's death, and her departure pains me today just as it did that very moment that i found her cold and lifeless. It is as if each second of my life someone is cutting open my heart in two and adding salt to that wound. It feels as if my soul died with her. Every time that I go into her room, which is countless times a day, I relive that horror of her leaving; I ask God where he was. Why didn't he allow me to save her? Why didn't he let me find her in time? Why didn't he choose me to take her place? I would have been ready to do that for her; I would do the same for any of my other children. As I write this, I am in her bedroom asking for answers to questions as I read over letters that she left me at different times. I tremble from pain and from anger at the futility of it all. It is so ironic, just a few months ago she and I had a long conversation about life, death, injustice, and the hypocrisy with which she was living through at that time;the pain that her boyfriend and another teen caused her. I remember that I told her: "Look, this flower; it is very pretty and so are you. Neither you nor any one else should cry over someone. You can do better than that." Her answer was: "It is not fairl everything that is happening to me. I hate going to school. I hate the schools here in Andrews. If you don't have money, if you're not the son or daughter of a rich person, if you are not of the right color, and if you are not the teacher's pet then you are nothing. You are left out. And they take away what you once had an what you worked so hard to achieve." I told her that in life nothing was fair; but, but that there was always an answer, and that things had a way of working out. I told her that death was no solution. She smiled at me and said: "Mami, there is no answer in standing up for myself against some people, I was sent to Saturday school. In cheer leading I was taken out even though I used to get up at 4:00 am to get ready to go to practice; then they replaced me with someone who used to miss countless times. But since she was seen as more favorable. Since then my world started crashing. I sure hope Crystal doesn't have to go through this" "It also isn't fair, Mami, all the times you have gone to school asking for help and they don't give it to you. The school does things as it sees fit. It is like my coach said when I lost my place at Nationals and was placed as an alternate, 'I hope it's ok because if not, you can get out. There are several that can take your place.'" "You see, Mami. I am tired of being hurt, tired of constantly coming home crying. I am tired of putting on a happy face and pretending that nothing matters after being hurt countless times. I lock myself in my room so that no one sees my pain." Many saw my daughter; she went through thousands of things, but only I saw her tears, her pain and her disenchantment. Many people contributed to her decision. Even I myself contributed to it because in the beginning when I found the first letters some months back in which she said goodbye, I did ask for help. That person that I reached to for help told me: "I guarantee that she is not going to do anything. She just wants attention." I hope that professional who told me that saw the obituary so that she can see if my daughter is now getting her attention. I wonder if all that is sufficient for that person. If she is paying, maybe she will not give such advice again. Hopefully the school is paying closer attention. Meli with her death, ironic as it is, has saved already more than one life. She has also opened a Pandora's box. Andrews is going to realize that indeed there is a problem in our schools with some of the personnel, some of the leaders, and with our youth. Like Meli said: "If we all dropped the act and the injustice; if instead we worked together, we would change not only Andrews but the entire world." I remember her smiling as she told me: "Why can't we all instead be friends, Mami?" I only hope that through her death others can identify their own feelings. If they too are suffering, hopefully they will not ignore it because the pain will remain. Choosing to ignore problems and pain will not make them go away. The problem will grow each day like a monster. So I ask that everyone help our youth. Don't allow a single young person to die in this manner. Don't let another mother die from pain as she continues living. Right now I am not sure hot to go about living; I sometimes don't want to go on. My life has been changed forever. I feel empty. I am in tears and in pain. I do not wish this on my worst enemy. Right now I should be saving for her Christmas present which was going to be the down payment on her new Avalanche. Instead, I'm saving for her tombstone. I should be seeing that her college applications be sent in on time and not putting flowers at her grave. May God hold my princess in His arms. May He give her peace and the justice that no one here wanted to give her. Melissa's mom, Lupe Flores Miss Meli Marie. help ,help please
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