Pamela Landenburg

pamela@paranormalrescuemediums.com


Born gifted with mediumship and healing abilities, I am a Professional  Medium, Spiritual Counselor, Communicator of the Angels and Mystical Warrior... Honestly, I haven't always felt being a natural medium to be a gift or a blessing; there was a time in the past I had felt frightened, confused, misunderstood, ashamed and lonely with my abilities; it wasn't until my brother died suddenly, I then realized what a beautiful gift this is after all...

Although it is very different now, my brother Scott is still a big part of my life today…

Let me tell you a little story about me.

I have always felt different from the rest of my family and I knew they felt it too. As a child I would speak of God and the angels to others, was looked at by the other children as boring and weird; I was labeled a “goody two shoes” by the other children. Although I had good grades in school I was continuously being spoken to for my daydreaming. I was usually off in a trance; I enjoyed the company of the loving tranquil energy of the spirit world.

For as long as I can remember I have been God conscious. I have a very close connection to God and the spirit world. However as good a girl as I was and how conscious I was of God, I skipped Sunday school at very young age. It all started when I was told I was a sinner by a Nun, I came home and asked my mother why do they believe they are closer to God than I am? My mother could not give me any answer that I saw fit so I decided I didn’t want any part of anyone who would constantly tell me I am nothing but a sin. Once my mom realized I had been skipping Sunday school that was the end of any type of religious schooling for me as a child…

When I was eleven we moved into an apartment that was very spacious, enough room for our family and the family that was stuck there in spirit. I was a little skittish about them at first but I learned to live with them, it was the other energies that I found a bit unsettling. Every time I was left home to babysit my siblings, there would be a power outage and I knew they were trying to get the best of me (the boogie men) and at times they did. I tried to tell my parents I did not want to be left alone due to the power outages being frightening but apparently they thought I was just fibbing because the neighbors knew nothing about power outages. So every now and again I was left to babysit my siblings… It was probably a few years after I had first been left alone with the other children when things really started to progress, toys would move and talk without batteries, the horrible energy started repeating the same word over and over again, higher and lower higher and lower. My siblings saw and heard it all but it was just our wild imaginations in our parents eyes. I sought comfort in God and my angel friends, they made me feel I was not in harms way that they were protecting me.

Looking back I can honestly say I was very disconnected from the earth plane. Some might say I was disconnected from the real world; but what is real?

As time went on, every time someone died whether I knew of them or they were just a friend, of a friend, of a friend’s family member. They would come to see me to relay a message to their loved ones. It wasn’t very long before I was completely labeled as just weird. As I reached adolescents I had become the “Counselor”, I seem to have a soothing energy about me, I would be told and I offered the most wonderful advice, how did I know these things, I would be asked. Well, I just listen to the angels the messengers of God, I would respond; then they would be heading for the door…

When I was 14 we moved into a larger apartment, the place gave me the Hebe gibes all around and just knowing a year prior small children died tragically in a fire in this place was very unsettling. I would get to the top of the stairs where the bedrooms were, I would run by my sisters room to get to my bedroom and I did this every time my parents left me home alone for five years, then I moved out. Well, I moved across the street I still babysat, mom was still putting me on punishment and I now had a child of my own along with my moms four others… All kinds of craziness was going on in that apartment, I begged my mom for years to move, she’d refuse but yet grew more and more depressed as time went by. My sister had been telling me stories of the voice in her closet, it would repeat the same sentence over and over again, higher and lower; she would also hear little boys crying. Years later my youngest brother anxiously told of his experiences in the apartment, shortly there after he died a tragic death in that apartment. Things progressed after his death, pictures were flying off walls, lights were flickering, electrical appliances operating on their own, glass flying off shelves, we heard people crying and there were all kinds of chaos all about. The history of the apartment murder, suicide, death of innocents, many years before the complex had been built it was a battle ground all very negative energies and not of God, Think about it…

So me being an Aries I decided it’s time to fight back so I pursued formal Spiritual training and began on my life’s path, my calling…

In between all of the divinely paranormal, I have seen many tragedies. This has only helped to be a strong woman, understand many walks of life, and many circumstances.

I am definitely human I have to work hard at keeping the balance of the angel on one shoulder and the demon on the other shoulder (whom we all have, I don’t care who you are, you know you do!). It’s all about balance, think about and BELIEVE…

Far to many on the earth plane do not believe in God, help make my job easier just believe, feel the power, love mother earth, take care of her and she will take care of us for without her we merely do not exist

  Heather Davis

www.heather@paranormalrescuemediums.com

 

Welcome to Paranormal Rescue Mediums, my name is Heather and I am a married professional who strongly believes in the paranormal and am considered Intutive. I was raised Roman Catholic and always questioned everything I could. My father always encouraged me to ask questions and look for answers and that is one reason I wanted to do this type of work, I enjoy looking for answers and working with other people with the same interests.  I think even as a child I knew there were things going on that could not be explained and I was always intrigued by the “unknown”. When I was 13 my grandfather died and he and I were extremely close, after he died some weird things began happening. At the time I thought maybe I was crazy but in retrospect I know he was and still is with me.