Evidential mediumship: what qualifies as proof?

Why would anyone believe a psychic medium when they say they’re communicating with our dead loved ones? They better have some proof, right?

Right. Well, here’s some proof, with a bit of background first, so the “proof” makes sense.

I’m a program host at The Shift Network where I co-produce three annual summits (Ancestral Healing Summit, Intuitive Medicine Summit and Beyond the Veil Summit). I interview a lot of interesting people. One of them is Suzanne Giesemann, a well-know and highly respected evidential psychic medium.

Suzanne wasn’t always a medium. In fact, she’s a former U.S. Navy Commander who served as a commanding officer and aide to the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff on 9/11. In other words, she’s about as no-nonsense as it gets and she insists on evidence from the “other side” that they are who they say they are.

Last year, when Suzanne and I were in the pre-interview Zoom greenroom doing mic and lighting checks for the Beyond the Veil Summit 2020, one of the lights on my set flashed briefly. This is a well-made, sturdy lamp, which never shorts out, but here it was blinking while I was chatting with a psychic medium. I said to Suzanne, “Well, that’s odd. That lamp never flashes. I wonder if that’s a sign that someone is trying to connect.”

Suzanne cocked her head and said, after a moment, “I’m hearing ‘Mom’.”

Well, shut my mouth and call me corn pone. That lamp used to belong to Mom, before she died. There’s no way Suzanne would have known that.

The lamp behind me used to belong to my mom. After she died, it became a part of my Shift Network set.

She then delivered some uplifting massages from Mom that gave me goosebumps of recognition, messages so personal that I came “this close” to responding like those people you see on TV shows who burst into tears when a psychic medium hits upon a deep truth. I understand now that they react like that because the information literally resonates with them so powerfully that it makes them twang with emotion. No way the information is fake.

Suzanne added one final message from Mom: in order to prove that this was really a message from her, I should watch for owls over the next couple days. That’s my sign. Whenever I see an owl, it’s Mom’s reminder that the message Suzanne delivered came from her.

I live in an area where there aren’t any live owls, so I knew I’d have to be content with seeing coincidental photos, bumper stickers, ads … the usual inanimate signs. At first, I saw owls everywhere, especially online, and was pretty tickled by this until my doubting mind figured it’s gotta be algorithms — my device obviously heard us talking about owls and now I’m seeing them everywhere online. I needed non-digital proof.

I went for a walk in my neighborhood the next day. As I walked, I wondered, was it really Mom? She and I weren’t on the best of terms when she passed so it was hard to believe she’d deliver such a kind and encouraging message. Maybe Suzanne was just tapping into something I needed to hear, without knowing the context or why.

So I said, out loud, “Mom, if this is really you, show me an owl before I get home.” I knew it was a challenge and didn’t really expect to see an owl. Right then and there, I froze in my tracks when I “heard” a nudge to look at the roof of the house across the street from me. There I saw an owl perched next to a vent pipe (it was a decoy, installed to scare critters away from the pipe).

I burst out laughing and offered a round of applause, right there on the sidewalk, not caring if anyone wondered why I was laughing and clapping. What are the odds that I would just happen to look up at that time? Boy, talk about validation! Then I took out my camera and snapped a picture, like ya do. (Pictures, or it didn’t happen.)

If you watch my interview with Suzanne during this year’s summit (her session airs on Monday, October 11 at 10:00 AM Pacific time) you can hear us talking more in depth about this synchronistic owl sighting.

I told her what occurred last year and Suzanne explained that Mom didn’t just nudge me to look up when I happened to be walking by an owl. Mom first put the question in my head to ask her for a sign — as I “happened” to be walking by an owl — and then gave me the nudge to look up.

In fact, she probably nudged me to turn down that exact street where I would find an owl.

But wait! There’s more!

Just this morning, weeks after recording this year’s Summit interview with Suzanne, I went for another walk. On my way home, I was bummed to realize that I wasn’t walking down the same street as Mom’s owl and I wouldn’t see it today.

As I was in the middle of this thought, I got a nudge to look across the street at the roofs and saw this on a completely different house. Yes, it’s another decoy owl.

That’s not the only undeniable message Mom managed to get through to me during this summit (she’s really getting the hang of this after-life communication thing!). Next time I’ll tell you about my interview with Anne Pryor who created a “soul painting”, live, during our session and the amazing message that came through as she painted.

The Beyond the Veil Summit is a free online event that airs during the week of October 11-15. Each session repeats for 48 hours, so if you can’t watch it during its airtime, you can catch it for two more days. The only cost is if you choose to purchase the summit recordings (and extra bonuses) for your digital library.

See you there!

Lisa Bonnice is an award-winning, best-selling author whose “day job” is as a Program Host at The Shift Network, where she hosts summits on ancestral healing, life after death, and intuition and medicine.

Her current passion-project is a series of metaphysical comedy novels. The first is entitled The Poppet Master (previously published as Be Careful What You Witch For!, now revamped and with a new ending). The Poppet Master is a modern-day fairy tale about Lola Garnett, a bored housewife and office drone who wakes up with unexpected psychic abilities, and no instruction manual, and Twink, the reluctant, sarcastic faery assigned to assist and educate her. The Poppet Master is available wherever books are sold. Its sequel is in the works.

Lisa is also writing The Maxwell Curse, a fictionalized version of a story she found in her own ancestral lineage about a witch trial, a generational curse, and massive mine explosion, all of which left ripples of destruction in their wake, devastating one family’s tree.


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