At one time, I was on a local radio station in our
area doing readings. The host of the
show asked me how I got this psychic ability and did I always have it. I explained to him and the audience that when
I was growing up, I could not comprehend anything. If I would read a book, ten minutes later, I could not tell you
what I read. I was not smart in
school. I graduated, not with flying
colors, if you know what I mean. So he
then asked if I consider myself stupid or dumb, and I replied that for a long
time in my life, I did not like myself and had a very low self esteem, but
somewhere along the way, God stepped in and said, “Polly, you need to like
yourself and I am going to give you an ability that you don’t need to read any
books or try to remember anything.” So
he gave me my psychic ability, and I am learning new things every day and I
thank God every day for my life and the gift that he has given me.
I went to a lady’s house, and while I was sitting at
her table, I told her that she had a young boy named David with her. He was here on this ground in the 17th
century, and that he wanted her to know that he would not hurt her. At the same time that I saw him, I saw an
older man that was around her. When I
described him to her, she said it was her boyfriend’s father.
At a funeral for my sister’s husband’s aunt, I was
in the church. While I was sitting
there I saw two women and three men standing by the casket. They were spirits. I got so nervous because I saw them that I left the church and
went home. I called my sister later and
explained why I had left without saying goodbye.
I tell people that I read for to always pay
attention to small children when they talk to you because they can hear the
spirits and see them because they are so pure.