dear friend Joyce Liechenstein learned of Danny’s passing, she spoke to me
about a man who she described as an amazing medium. She explained that he resided in Florida but that he made occasional trips to NYC
and that when he did, she would let me know. I knew this could only be good
for me, because Joyce is very knowledgeable and she has led me to some
passed on July 1, 2008. It was almost a year later when Joyce informed me
that this medium would be coming to town. For the purpose of this
article and until I can clear it with the man himself, I am going to refer to
him as Medium X. I’d much rather tell you his name, however, he has requested
to stay anonymous. At first, I didn’t understand this at all. From my
perspective Medium X’s work is beyond reproach; an excellent verification of
life after death and something I want to expose to the world but certainly to
all my bereaved parents. However when I learned of a stand-up comic who does
an entire routine making fun of billet readers, I began to understand his
concern. Whatever his personal reasons are, I respect his wishes and he will
however, want to add one additional footnote before I go into the story.
Shortly after Dan passed, my son Aaron, Dan’s older brother was told in a
session with the medium Glenn Dove that Dan would be playing around with
electricity and not to be surprised if he experienced lights blinking on and
off around him etc. Well, to this day, almost 2 years later, this is a common
occurrence around Aaron.
the story: I went downtown with Aaron and my daughter Jessica with no idea of
what to expect. I had never heard of a blindfold billet reading before, but because
the recommendation came from Joyce, I was filled with excitement.
arrived at the church it was filling up rapidly. There were approximately 125
people there. Soon a handsome, well-groomed gentleman arrived who I was told
was Medium X. Joyce showed up shortly after with a close friend of hers.
Aaron Jess and I had seats together across the aisle from Joyce, 5 rows back
from where the medium stood, approximately 6ft away from him. Medium X opened
the evening by welcoming us and telling us a little bit about his work
schedule and some upcoming events. Then everyone was given a small piece of
paper called a billet and instructions were given on how to fill them out.
wrote down the names of 3 deceased people that we would like to connect up
with. Across from each name we wrote down the relationship that the person
had to us. Then we wrote down one question and after that we wrote our own
names. Aaron’s billet looked like this:
lights go on and off, are you doing it?
folded the billets in half and a basket was brought around in which everyone
placed their billets. I watched a woman take the basket from person to person
until all the billets were collected. Then she mixed them up so that they
were in no particular order and fastened the basket to the podium where the
medium stood. At the time, all I could imagine was that the medium would pick
up each billet, read the names on them and try to connect with those people. The medium then asked us to sing a few versus of “Cumbaya”, (which my kids were
really balking at) when to my amazement, the medium taped his eyes shut and
then applied a blindfold over that. Shortly after that Medium X reached into
the basket and took out the first billet. Holding the little piece of paper
up to the back of his head, Medium X started to speak. “Is there a Sarah Moriarity in
the room? Madame Adolini Antinelli has a message for you.” Of course there
was a Sarah in the room. As a matter of fact the medium did not call out one
name that wasn’t recognized and this was a billet reading of 125 people! I
sat there astounded: first names, last names, complicated names right down to
the last detail were spoken with complete accuracy. Still you cannot imagine
our surprise when after about the 25th reading
we heard this:
X: I have an Aaron here, Migdol.
Yes, that’s me.
He came very quickly. He came very quickly. Of course Danny
was speaking to you.
X: And Herman is speaking to you. They’re saying, “When the
lights go on and off, we ‘re doing it. We want you to know we’re
X: They want you to know they’re there. Someone is walking around
saying, “I have nothing to do with this.” His name is John, “I had
nothing to do with this” but a brother and a grandfather definitely had a lot
to do with it.
was incredible and my heart lifted to be reminded that Dan was so close. I
have since been to numerous blindfold billet readings and have met 3 other mediums
who work in this way.
attended a billet reading I used say that in big group sessions, the name of
the game is “Which spirit shouts the loudest.” I have been in moderate size
group sessions in which some of the people did not receive any messages. I
once went to a session with the medium Rebecca Rosen in which there were
approximately 40 people present and yet, every time Dan started to come
through, another spirit took her attention in another direction. It was very
frustrating for me. One of the things I love about billets is that everyone
who fills out a billet gets a reading. And I think that for the medium it
allows for a semblance of order, like the old Jewish delicatessens: take a
number, wait your turn! What I found extremely interesting was that after
Medium X finished Aaron’s reading, he reached into the basket to take out his
next billet but Danny would not let him move on until he had delivered
answers to Jessica and myself. At one point the medium got angry at Dan and said:
“What are you kidding me? What are you? Daniel stop this, you’re
throwing one after another at me!” The Medium then paused for a moment and
said, “Oh, bless you,” and he went on to deliver my reading. I could imagine
Danny saying, "But that's my sister and my mother!"
higher than a kite when I left the church that night. I am usually greatly
uplifted from any kind of connecting up but this evening felt evidential
beyond belief. We were there for almost 3 hours because it was an unusually
large group, but I was fascinated and riveted to my seat. I laughed and cried
for myself, and many others, but I felt the validity of the continued
existence of every soul that graced our session with their presence that evening.
have the opportunity to take part in a blindfold billet reading, I do