Jan 202008

This article is shared by Debbie Edwards

My mom and dad never married. They separated before I had the chance to remember who he was. I grew up knowing him through glossy black and white professional photographs of him sitting at his piano, and a book proposal he had once written when he was an editor back in the 70’s. I had never spoken to him in person and was unsuccessful in locating him once I became an adult. I had come to terms with this situation and had let go of needing to know him. I suppose it was right then and there that God felt I was ready for that to change.

In the spring of 2007 before I had my 32nd birthday, Elvis came to me in a dream with a message. We didn’t speak to one another, but our internal language spoke volumes. We accompanied each other in a small diner, sitting across from one another in a little booth. In his hand was a large manila envelope that he had given me and I was returning it to him. He sat it on his seat next to his leg and we exchanged a pleasant smile. He then reached in his pocket, and pulled out all the spare change he had, giving it to a group of children behind us who were hungry, searching for their next meal. His generosity was touching and within moments, he was gone.

Shortly after this dream, I was watching a special episode of American Idol called Idol Gives Back where they had a telethon on behalf of the children and families in poverty in Africa and right here in the Unites States. They raised billions of dollars that night and it was a memorable event. But the most memorable part for me, was the unexpected duet that was performed on stage. Celine Dion came out on stage, singing an old Elvis song and if that weren’t nostalgic enough, they superimposed a real life size image of Elvis on stage where they both performed the song together in an incredible way. My eyes grew wide and immediately I chuckled, remembering the dream I had of him.

Shortly after that, my husband and I secured a location in a local mini-mall, selling our handmade jewelry. And wouldn’t you know it, right across from our kiosk, was a fifties style, diner type, ice-cream shop that had an animatronic model of Elvis that sang his songs through a motion sensor. I chuckled again, remembering the dream.

Shortly after that another dream came. I was standing in a back alley way in the dark and it was damp. It had been raining. Frank Sinatra had walked out of a back door trying to avoid crowds out front and before he walked down the alley, he stopped and smiled at me. The people were all around him, wanting more from him than what he could give them. I suppose that was how his life was and in the eyes of any fan, enough is never enough from an idol. But he stopped and noticed me and smiled. He tipped his hat and then disappeared into the dark.

Shortly after this dream, two women back to back came into the mall and were looking for jewelry for a special occasion. Both of them, not knowing each other, were looking for something to give relatives of theirs they had been estranged from all their life. They had both reunited with lost family members and were about to meet them for the first time. After encountering the second woman, I told her the story of how I never knew my dad and she was excited to share something with me.

“Go on the website, zabasearch.com, and you will find him,” she said. She told me how she found her birth mother and from there, two sisters she never knew she had. It peaked my interest and I truly felt that God was putting them in my path for a reason. I knew it was time to find my fad. He needed me, and God was showing me how to find him.

A few days later, on a Friday, I logged on to the net and brought up zabasearch.com. I put in his name, pulling up a listing of 67 matches. I had narrowed it down to his age and two states I believed he was in but the search was still too broad. So I left a bulletin message for him. It was a really nice feature of the website. They allow people to post messages on behalf of that name of person in hopes to connect to someone with information.

That exact same day, a woman came across my post and did a search on my behalf for my family. She and I didn’t know each other but she generously spent her time helping me in my search. She went onto netdetectives.com and immediately found one of my brothers! He was the oldest of the four of us through my dad and she had found a post he had written seven years prior, stating that he was looking for ME.

I was overwhelmed when she wrote to me, giving me this vital information and it was all I needed to do more searches to find him. Right away, that day, I found a website for my brother. Within a day I was talking to him for the first time. Within three days, I had a phone number, email address and physical address of my dad. What is interesting, is I didn’t contact my dad at first. I spoke with my brother to gain more information before deciding to go further.

That exact night I received his contact information, Elvis came to him in a dream. He had his guitar slung over his shoulder and he sat down on my dad’s bed.

“I’m gonna play a song for you about your little girl. It’s a song I’ve sung to my Lisa Marie,” he said and played the song all the way through. My dad wept, saddened that he had never known me.

“I have something for you,” Elvis said before leaving, and handed my dad a manila envelope. Shortly after, he left the room and my dad woke up.

Three days later I was ready to contact him. I began through email to start. My first sentence was not what you would expect but it was exactly what needed to be said. You see, my dad is also a very psychic man. I knew he would know I was coming so there was no need for silly introductions.

I said, “I am right on time, am I not?”

That was the very first sentence I ever wrote him. And he chuckled through tears as he replied, “Yes, you are right on time!”

I quickly discovered that he had just finished a three year tour, playing music from the Rat Pack and had just finished out his contract two weeks prior to me finding him. He is a pianist/singer as well as astrologer and I discovered that many of his gigs included Sinatra songs among others. So again, I got a good chuckle at the synchronicity of events and dreams.

Only a month into our close relationship, an idea burst into my mind. I was going to write a book and it would be something very special. I wanted to write a book on behalf of all the classes and workshops I taught on mediumship as well as many personal experiences I’ve had with spirit communication. I was ready to share it with people outside the classroom. I had been given a message from my spirit guide that God was going to send me someone very special to help me publish my book. I thought they were referring to a fiction piece I had been working on for a year, which is still unfinished.

But within three weeks my new book was complete and my dad offered to edit it for me, which I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to be a part of my project in this way. So I emailed him the full manuscript, anxiously awaiting the recommended corrections from him that would lead to the finished product, Voices Speak – A Beginner’s Guide to Spirit Communication, that I have right here on my website.

“I’m going to send you the full manuscript through the mail so you can read through it and make the proper corrections,” my dad said and it was just a few short days later when I got the mail that I realized how significant Elvis’s message really was. There in my hands was the large manila envelope I had seen in my dream. I had sent it to my dad and he returned it to me and the contents inside were the book.

Through the weeks that my dad and I exchanged the manuscript, making additional changes and corrections, he was also sending me huge boxes of books. We shared so many similar interests and I felt like a kid at Christmas, receiving all of these wonderful texts that he had been collecting in his large library. One book in particular gave me the biggest chuckle of all. It was written by Dr. Raymond Moody and was titled “Elvis Afterlife – Unusual psychic experiences surrounding the death of a superstar.” In this book, were dozens of stories in which everyday people experienced profound visitations and visions of Elvis right before and after he died. I read the whole book cover to cover in an afternoon and realized that I too had experienced the same profound visit from Elvis as well in which he delivered one of the most important messages of my life.

Everything has it’s time and place and God’s timing couldn’t have been better.

International Medium Debbie Edwards is one of Michigan’s own; raised on the beautiful Northeastern shores of Lake Huron in a small little get-away town, she returns to Michigan for an exclusive tour participating in events for Psychic Readings, After Death Communication, Workshops and Lectures. Debbie is a fourth generation channeler from both sides of her family and for years on and off she’s taught classes and workshops for Mediumship (After Death Communication), Psychic Development, and forms of Meditation. She’s also conducted private and group sessions for After Death Communication, Palmistry, Tarot, Psychic Readings, Animal Messenger Readings, Remote viewing of both residential and commercial properties to assess spirit activity/hauntings, Dream Interpretations and more.

In the Media she has built a career in radio, starting as a guest on dozens of well known programs that are both internet podcast and syndicate productions including The Maria Shaw Show and The Paranormal Gallery with Joe Lawson on the Empower Radio Network, Visible by Numbers on BBS Radio with Alison Baughman, Super Psychic Radio of Achieve Radio Network and many others. Debbie is also the creator and exclusive radio host of her own internet podcast production on the well recognized Blog Talk Radio Network called Meta Visionaries Global Live Radio that can be accessed at www.blogtalkradio.com/DebbieEdwards.

Debbie has also built a career as an author, publishing dozens of articles in many online and print magazines such as Spirit Connections of the Mount Hood region and has been a featured monthly columnist for the Ascension Network with her column, Beyond the Veil. She is also the author of a non-fiction book titled Voices Speak- A Beginner’s Guide to Spirit Communication, and is currently writing her second book titled The Homo Luminous Child- A New Generation of Seers.

Debbie is also focusing on spreading awareness, education and information to those seeking further answers of mind/body/spirit related topics and has created/founded Meta Visionaries Social Network which is a network with a consciousness, focused on ascension and transcendence at www.meta-visionaries.com. It is an interactive network in which people can join as members and connect with one another through blogs, forums, message boards, profiles, services and much more. She is also the co-founder/creator of a second Social Network called Mysteries of the Multiverse at www.mysteriesmultiverse.ning.com which focuses on Quantum Physics, Quantum Mechanics, Energy Anatomy, UFO’s, Crop Circles, and many other aspects of the unknown.

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  One Response to “From the other side, Elvis Presley and Frank Sinatra reunited me with my dad”

  1. Hi Debbie,

    I too have had similar experieces with Elvis. I began having many dreams and visions, and have been on a spiritual path since 1995. That was when I had a vision of Elvis. He told me that it one of his jobs “on the other side” was to help people get to their sacred space. Like you, when he is around, I notice that his songs are playing, or shows about him are on tv. I had been wanting to go to Egypt, and when it came time to go, I asked the tour company if they had a reference. They sent me the phone number of a man who lived close to me, whose name just happens to be “Elvis”. It was Elvis who spoke to me convincing me that the company would treat us like royalty. The funny part was that the name of the tour company was “Memphis Tours”. My husband said “it made sense that Elvis would choose Memphis!” – blessings, Rosaline