Concetta Bertoldi, a professional psychic medium of some repute, wrote a book titled, “Do Dead People Watch You Shower? And Other Questions You’ve Been All but Dying to Ask a Medium.” This book appears to be a remarkable autobiography, and rare opportunity for non-mediums (most of humanity) to read what it’s like to have and live one’s life with these abilities. Not everything she shares in the book aligns with everything Creator has shared with us in the GetWisdom Project, but more so by omission than any statements and revelations that wildly conflict. Like the rest of us, she seems clearly limited by her beliefs in terms of what she can reliably access from the divine realm in terms of deeper truths, but when focused solely on interacting with the dead, and relaying messages from the dead, she appears to be in strong alignment. She referred to herself as, “Just your average Jersey girl who talks to the dead.” What is Creator’s perspective?424 views0 answers0 votes
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Concetta’s brother, Harold, died a horrific death from AIDS. Concetta wrote, “I had been talking to the dead almost all my life, but before, they were just spirits that I didn’t know, and to be honest, at times I found them to be nuisances! I didn’t always want to hear these voices, but now there was one voice in particular that I was desperate to hear, and it didn’t come.” He later told her, “Con, tell them. Tell the world what you hear. We need you to, and they need you on that side too.” Why was there a delay? Was her brother hinting at the reality of being in limbo, something Concetta fails to clearly outline in her book? What can Creator tell us?425 views0 answers0 votes
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An Illinois mother shared that she approached the bedroom of her two daughters, one five and the other two. She stopped short when she heard her five-year-old ask the two-year-old if she still remembered what it was like before she was born. “Yes,” replied the two-year-old. “I remember picking Mommy, Daddy, Lianna, and you! I could see you from up there! And I saw Grandma and Grandpa, too. They were smiling! I see’d everything!” “Oh yeah,” said the five-year-old slowly, “I’m starting to forget.” “I know,” replied the two-year-old. A number of researchers have observed, that in the vast majority of such cases, these memories are forgotten by the age of six. Can Creator explain to us, why this is so?447 views0 answers0 votes
An Australian mother shared that her five-year-old son broke his arm trying to “fly” off the top of his brother’s cot. The mother scooped him up to cuddle and asked him, “What’s wrong?” He replied, “Mum, when am I going to get my wings back?” When she told him that as a human he wouldn’t have wings, but could fly kites and planes, and so on, he burst into tears and wailed, “I want them right now!” After a good cry, he suddenly stopped and said, “That’s okay, Mum, I remember God told me I could have them when I returned after this assignment.” The fact the boy used the word “assignment” to describe his life is remarkable. What can Creator tell us about the reality behind what this boy revealed?460 views0 answers0 votes
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