22/04/2026
I asked my Nan for a sign this morning. I connected in the way I usually do with spirit… quietly, intuitively.
Being a psychic, I trust what I feel but this time I wanted something tangible. Something I could come back to. So I filmed a quick video talking about the sign I had asked Nan for this morning.
I asked aloud “Nan, please show me a sign today, specifically please let me hear or see your name, Joan”. And then I let it go, went about my day and trusted the process.
A few hours later, something shifted. I missed a call from my cousin and got a random message from her saying she was coming over. For context, we’ve only seen each other 3 times in the last 18 years but have been trying to stay connected more over the last year.
She arrived, we sat down… and within minutes, in the most natural conversation, she said it. “Nanna Joan.” I looked at her, I smiled, and I said I need to show you something. I pulled out my phone and showed her the video I took this morning. Nan had given me the exact sign I asked for, through my cousin.
What followed didn’t really feel random. It felt guided. We ended up at my parents house, going through everything my Nan left behind, photos, jewellery, pieces of her life…
And then I found something I didn’t even know existed. Cards she had written me, in her handwriting. Words from her, waiting for me to find them. Today I got to come home with more of her.
I asked my Nan for a sign today, and she made sure I received it 🤍
