Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Paige Johnson - Covington, KY
10/06/10 - I tried to meditate on Paige this morning but I didn't get much. I was interrupted by my son's nightmare. I will try again but here is what I have gotten so far.
The very first thing I got was drugs, but not so much that she did them?? confused. I heard the name Rick or an RK sounding name.I can't get a fix on alive or not. I heard "shot up". It felt a little like she was shot up, NOT did shoot up, with something but it was a fleeting feeling. I could see a little stuffed penguin toy. Then I could see a cup and at first I thought coffee but it came more into focus and I thought "no, tea". Because it came into such much detail I wonder what it could mean. It was a small china cup, not traditionally tea cup shaped (more mug) but small like a tea cup and a saucer. Gold rimmed, pretty.
I am only including this next part because I don't know if it fits as to Paige or fits as to a person that may know something...
I began feeling that the family is middle class or well off, but then a woman came to mind. She came onto the blog one time and was very judgmental as to what I was doing. She seemed to want me to prove something to her, even though she said over and over she didn't believe any of it, so I did a reading for her. The thing with her was that my first impression of her family was taken over by another scene that played out in my head so I told her what I felt more strongly than the original feelings. I should have gone with my first impression because they were correct for her, and the stronger feelings turned out to be about the missing girl. (That was later confirmed to me by a psychic that had worked closely with the girls father.) Of course she didn't see that, only that what I said was not about her, and she was very offended and defensive. The description was of a well to do family. The girl had a privileged life and was very smart, pretty, talented but sad and insecure inside. That did not show to the outside world though. Her mother was controlling. She loved her daughter but was demanding. She gave her daughter "things" and support but seemed to want it to be about her. Her father was doting and loving. The parents were not together.
Anyway, I have no idea if that means anything here or if it was just a random thought.. I'm including it just in case.
After all that I started to see something taking shape. At first it seemed like hair, but just hair.. then it came more into focus and it was sticks, like a brush pile or something and then as it became denser it reminded me of those burrs that the animals get in their fur especially this time of year. Woods?
I keep feeling there was something else that I lost when my son woke up but I can't get it back. I will try again as soon as I can.
Paige's info at Psychics Unite forum