New Years Eve 2009

As a youth my family would take trips west to places such as Glacier and Yellowstone National Parks. We would often do short day hikes or longer multi- day backpacking trips into the mountains on some of these trips. On one such trip we backpacked out of Brooks Lake and finished in Turpen Meadows. The trail started in the Shoshone National Forest and ended in the Bridger / Teton National Forest and ran through the Absaroka Mountain Range in Wyoming. The photo in the header is Brooks Lake where the trail began. On one of the days we came across an area along side a stream, a small clearing and the rotting remains of an old settlers or fur trapper’s cabin. As we approached that area I had an uncanny or Déjà-vu type of familiarity with the area that I could not explain but I sensed there would be a cabin or something in that clearing. My brothers and sisters may remember this area as where we found those big agates and petrified rocks that we carried out. Those 2 rocks added an extra 20 pounds in the backpacks for another 10 miles or so. That memory of that cabin has stayed with me ever since though I rarely mention it and never shared it with my family.

Roll the clock forward some 40 years to New Years Eve 2009. We chose to have a psychic come for our New Years party. The first thing she asked me at the start of my reading was “Tell me about this shack” I could not explain a shack and went on to other topics. A bit later I returned to the shack and asked her to explain what she meant. She said it was where I once lived. I explained the story of the backpack trip and said it was in Wyoming. Later a name came up and she asked me what the name Jackson meant to me. I could not think of anyone named Jackson and stated that there was no one. She said no it is not a person it is a location. I stated then that this cabin or shack was in the Teton Wilderness just outside of Jackson Hole Wyoming.
She stated OMG that is where you lived in your past life and to take it even further she stated my wife Terri is my Venus connection and soul partner and lived in this shack with me in our past life. She demanded I take Terri back to the location. Very Bizarre!!!???
She brought up several other names of people named Jackie, Susan, Katie, Roxanne and Sandy. All were supposed to be names from my past or names of people who are trying to connect with me.
I knew too many Susan’s, I work with three and knew even more so we passed on that name. Sandy I could come up with 2. Sandy Higgins a friend and coworker and Sandra Davidson who I used to work with until she moved to Colorado years ago. She said” It was the blonde one; she had a major crush on you”. The blonde one is Sandra Davidson and back then I had suspected the same especially after someone had left a secret admirer card on my car. I always thought it was her writing.
She continued on to fill me in on my life’s purpose and roles and where I need to go or do to fulfill my destiny.
So that was my reading.
What happened in the other readings? Like in my reading names just came out of the blue in everyone’s readings. It was not a name that sounds like or starts with it was always the complete name. Who is Scott, Tell me about Shauna, Where is Ashley etc…Always a name of significance to the person and only that person who was being read.
In her reading, my wife Terri asked her about her son who died several years ago. She said “He is fine and he is with a Christopher and Pete and having a good time and at peace”.
Christopher was her sons’ good friend who died in the same way a year later, and Pete was his uncle who had died a short time before Terri’s son passed. She also stated Terri’s dog Shadow was another family member named Bob from somewhere in her ancestry.

Something happened here last night. All of us who received the reading experienced it in some level. For a few it was a very emotional and profound experience. We connected to something, It was real what we connected with and experienced. There were just too many coincidental connections in 10 separate readings to be anything that could be considered pure luck and made up hits. However you look at it, New Years Eve was a memorable start to 2010.