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    I am a Christian and I do know a few genuine mediums. This is a gift much like any other gift, some people are gifted musically, some with the ability to write, to speak, or paint. The greatest Christian medium I know about is Edgar Cayce. He was a popular Bible Class teacher in a mainstream church, the Presbyterian Church in Virginia Beach, who accepted him as their own. But he also gave medical and scientific readings many very helpful for the common people as well as for some very successful (and famous) people.  

    I do see a great deal of flimflam with mediumships. The true medium pays a dear price for their work as it is hard on the body to do it. Plus it is not an exact art, much like psychiatry, which has never had a very sound scientific base either (and is also full of flimflam artists IMO). So I do think that like any other artist they deserve to be able to make a living with their work ~ but often the exorbitant price that people pay is ridiculous and again it is not an exact science.

    I can tell you I am an empath, meaning I "pick up" other people's feelings. But I cannot control it and never know when it is going to manifest itself. For years I just thought I was going crazy, because I would walk into a room full of people feeling just fine and then suddenly get very sad, or angry or confused. The other thing that happened to me was I would pick up "echoes" of other people's physical pain, so that when they hurt, I hurt in the same place. Again it is not something I can control because there are many, many times I do not feel that at all.  It comes and goes, I am not sure why.

    I thought it was me until a sensitive picked up on what was happening to me and told me what was going on. It was a relief but ...not much help for a long time in my life because what do you DO when you know a stranger's heart is breaking who does not know you from Adam? If you told them, it just scares them and sometimes even make them mad! My loved ones who know this is what happens to me, won't tell me when they hurt because they are afraid I will feel their pain.

    I do not know if it is God, or Whom that moves me to do this, but I have just decided that, whenever I feel that pain, I am going to sort of "absorb" as much of it as I can in hopes that it helps with healing and that it will alleviate some of their pain. If I can get near them I might touch them and "send" my energy to them without telling them what I am doing. The truth is that this is a selfish desire, because often sending those "vibes" alleviates some of the pain I feel, as I often feel helpless as to what else I can do and to tell you the truth to alleviate that sense of helplessness, I want to help because not being able to assist is kind of a paralyzing feeling, you know?  

    So I know mediums of many kinds exist and I believe it is a god-given gift (though rare). King Saul sought out a medium because his old friend and advisor (and seer) Samuel had died and after trying many other ways to contact Samuel, Saul did not know what to do. So he went to whom they call in English, "the Witch of Endor" who was a gifted seer. From what I am told, the Hebrew root of the word "Endor" indicates she was from Ethiopia (as was the Queen of Sheba who later visited David's son Solomon they say, "in order to test Solomon's wisdom or abilities...").

    Mediumship is OLD, it is something that can be a sacred ability, but IMO it is cheaply followed by many today.  My "abilities" are weak and I could never make a living off them, although if I had known earlier in my adult life and had training as to how best to use it, I might have become a social worker or nurse, but I did not know soon enough. Plus becoming something that would have used that ability would also entail using ALOT of other skills such as the knowledge needed to do that work and the physical care someone needed, etc. Still, even if I was very talented, I would never charge for the ability I have because it is God-given and IMO meant to be given freely, not sold.

    My 2 cents

    Cat in Seattle

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    First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they hurt you, then you win ~ Mahatma Gandhi

    by mntleo2 on Tue Jun 25, 2013 at 02:31:13 PM PDT

    •  Thanks for the comments (2+ / 0-)
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      and for mentioning Edgar Cayce. We find mediums in cultures throughout the world and in many very diverse religious traditions.

      •  Yes this is a gift ... (4+ / 0-)

        ...and it is widespread through many cultures.

        My Hindu friends told me something interesting about Gandhi, whom they called 'Mahatma" meaning"Great Soul". Because they said that those who could see Gandhi's aura said it was more than a mile wide and pure white. Most of us are lucky to have an aura less than 2 feet around our bodies with colors depending on the individual. Since white is the combination of ALL colors and was so huge, this indicated to me that this man was more than a "seer" he was what we Christians would have called, a saint.

        I have only met one person who I believe was a "saint" and she was a Suquamish Native Elder. Her white hair was so long it almost reached the ground and she walked very tall and straight ~ not like she had false pride yet was proud ~ if that makes any sense. She was quite beautiful, though very elderly. I was so in awe of her I could not bring myself to go near her, (it seemed somehow "disrespectful" since I am white. I did not fear she would reject me but just felt it would have been "too bold"). I do not see auras but somehow "knew" she was a saint and very much a Sensitive of some sort. Later my Native friends told me she was "the wisest" woman among their people from their area and that she was highly respected. I could see why!  I wrote a poem about her:

        Potlatch 1992

        I danced in the circle
            Among the smiles
        Beautiful Elder sharing
                 Her Spirit
        Delighting at the little child's
           Passion for the drummer's
                 Song
        She lept into the center
            Eagle feathers flying
            Down his back
        While we all marveled as they
            Danced soul to soul
        Where feasting is as much
            For the eyes and the ears
        When loved ones give away
           Their body's rhythm that
        Welcomes more of the new
             Into the ancient
        And where wisdom forms
           An inner secret smile
           From knowing even
           Mountains won't last
               Forever

        Love, Cat  

        First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they hurt you, then you win ~ Mahatma Gandhi

        by mntleo2 on Tue Jun 25, 2013 at 04:28:42 PM PDT

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