Love Never Dies
You came to me with questions of why your loved one died...
You wept because he left you with no answers to your why.
You hoped my vision would show you that he is still clearly in your life..
And though you may not see him.. he is free from worldly strife.
He laughs and loves and listens to your every waking deed..
He knows that you miss him and are filled with aching need.
He sits in Heaven's palace sending love and prayers to you..
Keeping watch on your safety and everything you do.
He never truly left you and he never ever will...
He's in the meadows flowers and the birds chirping on windowsills.
He's in the breeze that stirs you and the song that wakes your heart..
He's in your children's laughter and every evening star.
Love is eternal ever and it never dies..
he'll join you in your slumber when you forever close your eyes.
Walk toward the door of eternity..
hold my hand and enter with me..
Look for the ones who have paved the way--
They never really did go away.
Open your heart, mind and soul...
To be connected is our only goal.
They are waiting to commune with you...
Enter with love, that's all you need do.
Please, peruse the class schedule and feel free to let Peggy know which classes you may be interested in attending. Please remember; members will receive a first seating status. Classes fill quickly as Peggy keeps them to an intimate size, (no more than 10 students), to afford individual attention to all. If you have already taken one or more of Peggy's classes, you know what a lively and truly amazing experience it is.. anything is likely to happen as Angel Guardians and loved ones in Spirit contribute to the message circles while we explore psychic awareness.
Greetings and Welcome to my web site. Within these cyber pages; may you find peace and serenity as you remember the reason we are all on earth plane; to connect with loved ones no matter the dimension they exist within.
We do this by sustaining limitless love energy for all eternity through communication and memories. There is no door too stuck that love cannot open it, no death so final that love cannot transcend it and no wall so high, that love cannot soar over it. Finally, there is no dimension so solid, that love cannot move through it.
Walk through the corridors of this site with me and leave your obstacles and prejudices at the door. You are welcome and safe here. You will find love and peace within these principals.
A Day In The Life of A Psychic
Generally, the topics I review pertain to my gifts and how they help others, however, I do call upon my gifts for matters in my own life, as well.
Sophia was the runt of the litter and came home to live with us when my daughter's other black cat, Eli, was struck and killed by a car. Sophia, small and sassy, soon became a hit with Romeo my orange tabby and Ben, our canine who things he's a cat. Well, Sophia has recently developed a desire to explore the outside world and, at the age of three, is rather protected since we have been fairly successful in keeping her indoors. After having a whirlwind weekend of out of town company and much coming and going from our home, Sophia managed to escape her protective cocoon and, decided to explore. Not worrying too much, I didn't really begin to fret until she was gone for a complete overnight and a day. Those of us with cats know that they are on their own timetable and show up when they are good and ready and not a moment before. Before long, I became distressed and "heard" Sophia's confusion and anguish within my soul. Focusing on my Guides and asking Father God to point the way, I went to the corner of my street and asked the kind folks who lived there if they had seen a small black kitten.(I had never spoken with them before)-- I further explained that I felt she was near them and caught in their garage or basement. They assured me that the cat was not there but, that they would keep a watchful eye out for her. This was the only house I went to. A half hour later, the woman showed up at my house with Sophia, hungry and thirsty but otherwise unharmed, in her arms. She explained that she went to the garage on the chance I was correct and did find our little one in the corner of her garage, unable to get out. She then said "How did you know?" I merely said "I had a feeling"... she then replied: "OH, are you that psychic lady?"... "Yep, that's me", I told her. And so, thankfully and gratefully, my gift was able to bring our wee little kitty home. You can rest assured, we will be keeping a close watch on her next escape tactics!
Many clients wonder what I see when Spirit communicates with me.. and the answer is not as simple or straightforward as you might imagine. Often, I see Spirit as others see the living. I "know" they are in the afterlife generally because they have a glowing aura that indicates a different realm of existence. However, I hear them and see them and converse with them just as I would a neighbor, friend or acquaintance on the street. Many times, however, they speak with me nonverbally and flash words, pictures or ideas in my minds eye. This seems to be the easiest way for them to attract and keep my concentration and their stamina. Children in Spirit are very much like children everywhere. They are open, excited and talkative. They are playful and generous with their affection and time. Animals, as well, are honest and free in their communication, much as when they were on earth plane. Generally, people in Spirit are "lighter", more open and willing to come forward, even if in this lifetime they were not as outgoing. Passing to the higher plane truly frees the Spirit and allows the barriers to fall down. Death is indeed renewed life.
--Hi Peggy..I was just reading our Message Board online for the Members. You are so loved and I feel very fortunate to have met you and to be part of your Clan. I just wanted you to know that. God has truly Blessed you and it's a pleasure to know you. Thank you for the guidance you have given me. With Love, Jeanne (Buffalo, NY)
--I recently had a reading with you. I explained to friends that although we never met, I felt like I was sitting down with a friend that I have been confiding in for my whole life. There was nothing vague about anything you told me. You said things verbatim as it had been told to me by someone in my life. It was as if you were in his head. It was a great experience, you were so specific and I put a lot of faith into the things you said. I wish I could bottle that feeling I had when I left as doubt creeps back in at times. You seem to have a very special gift and I wanted to thank you for talking with me.
-- My baby died after an hour of life. I felt more at peace with her passing after your explanation of eternal life.. thank you for helping me during this dark time.
I am of Native American descent. How you knew the tribal names of my Grandfather and Mother is beyond me. You had no way of knowing our rituals and secrets, but you did. You helped me settle some deep conflicts and I am forever grateful.
My mother died when I was five. She came to me, by name, through you. Your gift is amazing. I love you and appreciate all of the healing you give to so many. Bless you, Peggy.
I received my pictures in the mail today. Thank you for everything - comfort, affirmation, confirmation, hope and anticipation. This has been my first experience with a reading of any sort and I feel blessed by all that you revealed.
Peace and blessings to you,
You have captured my thoughts in a vice I can't control..
You enter my being through the slumber of my nights,
yielding my submission to your will through the dreamscape's and architecture of my resting spirit...
We parted a lifetime ago.
And yet, you remain a potent part of my existence...
always the mirror I hold up to value or devalue a need, thought or event.
Rapture wraps his lustful arms around me in a blanket of lies..
and I free fall from heaven to hell with the whisper of your name.
Every tear has nourished these battered wings.. bent and worn.
Once proud we soared into the heavens of our eclipse.
we won battles that raged for a lifetime only to end abruptly, without an ovation, with barely a nod or whisper.
I have begun to dare dream to fly again.
It is a noble and worthy aspiration.
I only fear the crashing and burning from a plummet or fall...
but these days, I fear the death of apathy more.
"My son had died. I needed closure. Your ability to visit his essence and detail his last moments gave my husband and me immeasurable comfort. You are an Angel."- Maureen/Naples, Fla.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother---
Please, Never allow fear and doubt to suffocate your dreams...
Instead, fuel and infuse your dreams with faith and the absolute knowing that your heart's desire is only a moment away.
God's Wings -
A little something to put things in perspective...
After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park , forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage.
One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise.
She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast ...because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
'He will cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge.' (Psalm 91:4)
Being loved this much should make a difference in your life. Remember the One who loves you, and then be different because of it.
Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special. To realize the value of a friend...lose one.
You must understand the whole of life
Not just one little part of it.
That is why you must read,
That is why you must look at the skies.
That is why you must sing and dance and write poems and suffer and understand.
For, all of that is life.
Life is to be eaten, absorbed, digested and consumed in many ways... sometimes we move so quickly we barely remember the course of events in any given day. At other times in our life, we seem to crawl at a snail's pace and not move through time at all. There is a time and a reason for every event in our lives and how we live it. Accept whatever your circumstances are; change them if you need to but honor why they exist and why you are living them.. they are a meaningful and telling part of your life.
Blessings, Dear Ones.
I am on an endless journey through eternity.. I have all of the time I need. I have time for joy. I have time to learn. I have time to overcome any obstacle. All is well. My Angels and Guardians flank me throughout my journey; lifetime through lifetime. I am at Peace. My Father God will carry me when I cannot walk. All is in divine order. In this lifetime and in the lifetime after this lifetime into infinity I am loved. I am embraced. I am perfect and whole. This earthly body and situation is a temporary domain. My life will continue even after this body has laid down into eternal rest. I am powerful in my knowing. All is well. All is at peace. All is in perfect harmony and rhythm.
How much longer will you go on letting your energy sleep?
How much longer are you going to stay oblivious of the immensity of yourself?
Don't lose time in conflict;
lose no time in doubt--
time can never be recovered
and if you miss an opportunity
it may take many lives
before another comes
your way again
Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
"A cup of Tea"
Obstacles are opportunities for us to change, grow, reach, learn and ultimately achieve our goals. So often I sit with myself and others who play the "I should have and then I would have game"... leave no room for doubt or regret. TRY. BEGIN. LEAP. If something deep within your knowing is prompting you to act on it.. a new job, a relationship change, a trip, a different path.... BEGIN. Take one step and keep moving forward. The road may wind and twist.. the road may be smooth as glass or cratered with bumps... whatever it is; it is your road, your path and your journey. Begin it now.
Blessings, dear ones.
Time takes time...
So often we are in a rush to have results occur in our lives. Perhaps we are waiting for a new job, money, renewed health or love. It is human nature to wait with impatience, not recognizing that in the waiting is the journey and the lesson. Time takes time because that is the suspended element of space where we can change things, learn things and become aware of our deeper mission, if we only notice what rests beyond our desires and immediate demands.
Peggy's Poetry Place
Please, feel free to enjoy this page and contribute when inspired. These poems are written by Peggy and are not authorized for any other use without her permission.
You came to me for completion and healing... hope and forgiveness.
I reflected your words and energy from my voice and heart.
In hearing me you honored yourself.
The answer's were inside of you always.
Stumbling and tangled; my mind trips through the debris of our memories...
Paralyzed and frozen in the youth of our days I am still turning over.....
your back at the door...
promises never kept..
In nights stolen slumber I am turning over, and over the minutia of us...
like moss covered stones lying in a wet swamp..
forgotten but alive,
breeding and engorged with the underbelly of memory feedings.
Like cracked glass, the veins beneath your skin tremble with shallow life---
I watch every impending breath.. connecting your life to me,
Your heart to mine
Your past to my beginnings...
I am your child
I am beloved to only you
You who created me
and carved my essence from your words and wisdom..
How do I let go of someone who has always known me
Always loved me
I must so that you can be free to become a child once again,
fragile no more.
Slivered thoughts cut my heart as I remember--
a time of ease,
fluid motion and
endless tomorrows available for any dream yet unfulfilled.
I am eighteen again.
I am raw with wonder and yearning for the newness of life.
I am designing my life; every moment of it, in endless colors and with countless possibilities...
I am my own Savior -- at eighteen.
Welcome new spirit, new life....
Feel the swell of my heart as you listen, protected, to this world--
Know the comfort of my arms as I cradle your sweet essence, already, in my deepest dreams...
Enter, gently and carefully for your Mother's sake--
You are a perfect, celestial being who is already loved.
I embrace the body I live within..
It is a temple of love and wisdom.
It has carried me through my life...
dancing and dipping,
sometimes crying and tripping.
I am who I was born to be.
I am a woman of abundance, joy, emotion and strength---
The noise of your silence is deafening..
someone died but, there was no wake.. no memorial nor testimonial to the child that lay at the bottom of human tears and physical layers.. peeled away to expose the underbelly of ignorance, evilness and denial... your silence was sold on the auction block of greed and secrets.
I care. Deeply.
I love you. Always.
Injured child, old soul.. know, you are safe in the harbor of my arms. I am not for sale and my rage can never be compensated.
She told me you had died but I knew you died long ago...
I was not surprised by the news, just settled with the inevitable.
Nudging memories, I tempted fate and allowed my thoughts to drift to..
a million years ago when we were dancing and laughing so hard and so fast I never thought the ride would end.
Our talks and frolics made everyday mundane pure ecstasy.
You were a drug; infused in my brain and veins willingly, joyfully.. my addiction.
I called out for you today.. through the veils and layers of life, of death.
I told you to visit, happily, not haunting, just loving.
In death I will find the peace your living ultimately took from me. I know you will, as well.
Rest and return, old friend. Until we meet again.
Be fearful of nothing..
If you have the question then, deep within you lives the answer.
You have the strength to soar above all adversity,
You have the wisdom to live your own truth.
Trust your body, mind and spirit..
They are your anchor, vessel and skin...
You have all you need to be deeply happy.
Do you ever think of me.. of the time and moments stolen, now lost?
How could the infinity of us dissolve into the nothingness of me?
Rushing into the well of tomorrow...
perplexed by the imbalance of my decades..
look back to see forward--
toward the dark to invite the light...
Nothing is ever new; only a timeless cycle of waves,
ebbing and flowing...
mixing memories and faces,
dates and places..
but reliving and re-giving the same life lessons.
Your step is heavy upon the doorway of my heart.
It shatters the thin, glass walls I erected to keep you away...
No matter the distance, years or reasons...
You are never far from me.
Winter thaws into Spring; leaving a clean palate of earth on which to build a new day.
No matter the fierceness of winter storm or ice laden cloak;
each branch straightens in the new found sun and stretches toward renewed life, with complete hope and trust that Winter will indeed turn into Spring.
"My Dearest Peggy, I can't thank you enough for my reading last night! You are truly a blessing from God! Not only did you give me some wonderful insight about my Mom, but you also gave me the closure that I have been seeking for the past 4 years. I told my brother Todd about our reading, and what I told him gave him such comfort and peace. I just can't thank you enough Peggy....you are wonderful! Lots of love to you."
"I am so glad that our paths crossed approximately 5 years ago. You have such an amazing gift that sometimes I find it hard to comprehend how you stay so warm, compassionate & level headed. I have been having readings now both in person and via the phone since around 2003 and can honestly say that not once have I ever been disappointed. In fact, I always [100% of the time] leave your house or hang up the phone feeling inspired, invigorated and with a sense of purpose on this planet. I am also so happy to have introduced you to so many of my friends [many of which were just as skeptical as me prior to my first reading] and without an ounce of doubt can say that each and every one of them have been equally or more impressed with your abilities. I have to reiterate what I communicate to you time and time again....you are such an easy sell! ...lol. I am just now starting to discover spirituality and I must say this relatively new path is so exciting. Thank you for being you. Peace Energy and Balance."
Jim Kupczyk, Buffalo
Peggy's Beloved Dog, Ben. He loves to swim!