If you’ve had a session with me or if you watch my Facebook Lives, you know something I say a lot is You can’t make this s#*! up. I say it when I experience coincidences (one of my best friends made the exact same things for the Superbowl as I did: pork chili with tomatillos. What are the odds?). And I say it when I pick up something freaky on the intuition hotline. Last week definitely had me saying You can’t make this s#*! up.
In my Cards & Clearings Live last week, I picked up on someone who was feeling cold and scared. It felt like there was trauma attached to whatever this was, too, and that they were all feeding into each other. The fear was making this person cold, the trauma and cold were making them afraid.
Usually, after a Live, someone will send me a message and say That was my dad—he had COPD or That was me—my nose was running because I was eating something spicy. No one claimed the fear and cold and trauma during that Live.
I had a session with a client immediately afterward. I asked how she was doing, and she said great, but… she had wanted to meet with me because a young woman in one of her classes, Sabrina, had gone missing. In the mountains. In Wyoming. The authorities had just recovered her body, she was dead, but they were not saying how she died. Was it suicide? Was she attacked? Was it exposure? My client was rattled, as most of us are, when there is a death, especially of someone young, and no answers. Life can be so fragile.
We talked for an hour, working through her emotions and discussing what, if any, practical things she could do.
Later that same day, it occurred to me that maybe what I had picked up during the FB Live was from the missing young woman. I texted my client, told her what I had experienced, and asked her to let me know Sabrina’s cause of death.
The next afternoon, she did. Sabrina had died of exposure. She was definitely cold, most likely terrified, and had probably experienced trauma such as falling and hitting her head.
“By the way,” my client said. “I watched your Live. You mentioned hearing the song Hold On by Wilson Phillips, so I watched that video, too. It’s filmed in a place that looks exactly like where Sabrina was hiking.”
I had forgotten that part.
Mind blown. You can’t make this shit up.