Some of you who have been following my spiritual journey know that my goal is to become a psychic detective. Over the summer I used my gifts to try to find an elderly man with dementia who had gone missing. I was shown symbols that described the location where sadly, his body was found. I figured if I can do that from my couch and looking at a photo, imagine what I could do if I were holding objects from a missing person, or something from a crime scene?!

I signed up for an online course in Psychometry, which is the ability to read inanimate objects. The teacher, who lives in California, sent everyone in the class rocks from various areas, and one from a crime scene. She did not give us any prior details about their locations. Living in New York, and having never been to the West coast, even if she had given a clue, I would still be at a loss.

Now this is a psychic ability that I wasn’t sure I would even be able to use. Did I have the power to touch an object and get anything from it? Or would I just go blank?

Well, rock number one was giving off some serious vibes! It felt like it was burning my hand! I asked the rock questions about what it could see and hear. I got crackling and saw orange and just knew that there had been a fire wherever this rock was. The lat question I asked it was if it was happy there and the rock told me  no, that it was sad. I waited anxiously for the next few days to find out if I was way off base or right on target. The teacher posted a photo of where she picked up the rock and my heart sank. It was just underneath an overpass, nothing special, some greenery and a little stream. Then she pointed to the back of the photo and said, “Can you see the damage back there? This is from a burn site of the largest fire in California history.”

WHOO! I DID IT!

I almost couldn’t believe I got something so accurate from a ROCK! Trust me, this gives me a whole new level of reality. If a rock can retain a “memory” of things that happened around it…that says a lot about nature, and animals, and – everything! My perspective on life as I know it is changing.

Our  next rock I called the murder rock. This is what I was waiting for. I opened my sealed envelope and two little pebbles came out. Unlike the fire rock, I wasn’t getting anything that jumped at me. I had to really focus to get any information at all. It dawned on me I was holding both rocks at the same time, so I tried them each separately. Slowly some images started to come. Unfortunately I turned them into a story that didn’t fit. Without a live person to ask if the symbols made sense together I was left to piece them together on my own.

Images I saw: a gun, lots of blood, cold, a star – so the killer wanted to be known, a tree, bright flash so someone went quickly, grates/bars, a head with a hat like smokey the bear so a ranger or sheriff or something, a body covered in a blanket, something about someone’s eye, the name Alan, 3 people killed, a triangle, I saw a vision of a woman with dark hair covering her eyes and saying please, a big bomber or army-type jacket

 

I put these all together and made up a story that a man, probably the trooper or officer killed his family. There was a love triangle involved.

When the teacher posts the results I am again initially disappointed. It was a shooting, so I got that right, but it was gang-related. There was a man who was shot, over by the water near some palm trees. His girlfriend was there when it happened, so she might have been the woman saying please.

Other than that, nothing else fit my story or the other things I saw.

Now that I had the actual location of the murder, out of curiosity I googled the town, Alan, and shooting. What I found here gave me the chills.

Gunman Kills 4, Is Slain by Police : Oxnard: Alan Winterbourne’s fatal rampage started in state unemployment office. An officer is among the dead. His motive is unknown.

 

Maybe I didn’t have everything right – but one thing I am very good at is names. Ask anyone I’ve read and I will say 8 or 9 out of 10 will say I pulled out an exact name of one of their relatives. A cop was among one of the ones he killed – so that’s the big hat guy I saw. There were 3 employees who died. So to me, that’s the 3 killed, and one officer. This murder not only happened back in 1993, but it was 17 minutes away from the crime my teacher wanted me to pick up on. 

In this article, it sates that before the killing spree Alan stopped at The Ventura Star-Free Press to drop off some documents. There’s the star! Also, he hid his gun inside his big coat!

I looked up what the building looked like and wouldn’t you know – big grates/bars on the outside!

There is no doubt in my mind that I was picking up on this murder. Maybe a rock from this location traveled down to the other crime scene in a car tire or someone’s shoe?

I was so excited to reach out to the teacher with this finding and get her feedback. Unfortunately she never responded. I was hoping to get some personal insights on my visions.

I see now I don’t need her validation. I know that I did pick up on a murder from a rock. Maybe all the other images I saw got discombobulated because I was holding two rocks, each who were witness to two different crimes.

My takeaway from this brief class is that I definitely have the ability to read objects. Also, I think with a bit more practice, I can make a pretty bad-ass psychic investigator! What do you think?