Many of you might be familiar with the famous psychic Sylvia Browne. I have always been skeptical of her, but I have to admit that my mother and I had an interesting experience with her.
I moved in with my parents after my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. I was 27. My mom bought us tickets to see Sylvia, as she was going to be in town to do a seminar in a huge auditorium that seats a few hundred people. Our house is set up kind of strangely. I have to walk through my parents' room in order to get to the bathroom. For three nights before the event, I would get up around 3am to use the bathroom. As soon as I walked into my parent's room, I would get an overwhelming and powerful whiff of roses. I was half asleep, but it was so strong it was like someone was holding a bottle of rose perfume right under my nose. Each time this happened, I would try to remind myself that I've got to tell mom to go easy on the potpourri or room freshener. It was strange because (1) my mom never buys potpourri or room fragrance and (2) my mom doesn't like the smell of roses and would never buy anything rose scented.
On the day of our Sylvia Browne event, my mom was one of the very few audience members who were allowed to go up to the microphone and ask Sylvia a question. My mom went up to the mike and explained that her son, my baby brother, had died when he was 3 years old. She asked Sylvia if he ever visits us and is there any way for us to tell. Sylvia said, "Yes, you'll smell flowers--roses." I never smelled that rose scent in my parents' room since those three nights prior to the event. I HAVE smelled flowers at random times when there were clearly no flowers in the house, but never as strong as those 3 nights.
It was amazing! I had another experience with my brother when I was in college, but this was further confirmation that he is alive and well, just not on earth.