Wednesday, September 29, 2010

ACCURATE PREDICTIONS OF BIRTHS

ACCURATE PREDICTIONS OF BIRTHS
                                      - Donna DiPietro

'S' was the mortgage broker in the real estate office where I worked in Wellesley, Massachusetts in the mid 1990s. She and her husband were a wonderful couple with a beautiful daughter.  'S' asked me if they would ever have more children. I told her that I saw a handsome blond baby boy dressed in an undershirt and diaper sitting on her knee. I predicted that she would tell me she was pregnant the next year around the holidays, which was almost two years into the future. I also told her that she and her husband would have a third child, a girl, and that I saw ‘May’. 


The next year, the week before Thanksgiving, I was downstairs in the kitchen at work, and 'S' came in and said she had just found out she was pregnant and she wanted me to be one of the first to know. As predicted, she had a beautiful blond baby boy. Months later, I left that office to work elsewhere and hadn’t seen her for about two years. 


One day I was in the area and walked by the office. 'S' happened to be in the front reception room and ran out to greet me and gave me a hug. She said she had the third child I predicted, a girl, and she called her May. It turns out that she was named after S's mother. I had no knowledge of S's mother’s name at the time of my predictions.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

POTTING SOIL

POTTING SOIL
           - Donna DiPietro

This case is dedicated to a dear friend Patricia Schauberger. Pat is a real estate broker who owns Beaver Brook Residential Brokerage in Littleton, Massachusetts with another nice lady, Margie Mitchell.


Recently, my friend Patricia Schauberger invited a group of ladies to a jewelry party at her house in Littleton, Massachusetts. As I walked into the kitchen, Pat introduced me to Jill and told her that I was a psychic. Jill, who fashions beautiful jewelry using high quality crystal beads and silver, was sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by small gift boxes filled with  bracelets, necklaces, earrings and other creations.  She asked me to use my psychic abilities to find her friend’s car keys. I immediately saw a two car garage with two cars inside. I told Jill that the brown car on the left was the one that her friend drove. I walked into the garage and on the left side, against the wall, I saw something that looked like small shelves. I said the keys were sometimes put on a shelf and they had fallen. Under the shelves, I saw a large mound of dark greasy looking dirt on the floor and I told her that if her friend looks on the floor to be careful because his hands will get very dirty sifting through the dirt. I told her that there was a container with a red label nearby. 


The next day, Jill called me and said she gave her friend the information I came up with. The keys had been missing for a few weeks and another set had been ordered, so it wasn’t an emergency that he find the missing ones. He confirmed that he does have a two car garage, has a brown car and parks it on the left side inside the garage. On the left wall, at the back, is a ladder and he often put his car keys on one of the rungs. Under the ladder, on the floor, was a large pile of dark shiny dirt that had fallen out of a broken bag of potting soil. Jill’s friend said that when his keys went missing, he sifted through the dirt but his hands got so dirty that he decided to stop looking in the soil. He hasn't found the keys elsewhere, so there is a very good chance they could be right there under the ladder, next to the container with the red label.