Robbie Thomas My Story

As a child everything through my eyes was glorified through what God was about. Very intrigued at an early age when introduced to my spirit guide named Carmichael. At age two - three I would speak often of him and the things we would do to the advantage of my mother and father thinking, its his imaginary friend. When this mysterious red dot appeared on my forehead, like a patch about the size of a quarter, I was taken to Toronto sick children’s hospital where the isolated me in a room for a period of time not knowing what it was that I had.

Upon leaving the hospital after a lengthy stay and still not knowing what it was that I had that now as mysterious as it came mysteriously disappeared and it was my release from isolation. I remember that day and being told from my parents that out of the blue I stated, that Carmichael had died in the hospital and now I am on my own. In other words, it was time for me to learn of spiritual side of things to grow into my own now as things would be shown me.

I recall times shortly after this speaking out about either I was adopted or I knew I had apart of me out there in another sibling and wanted to know more. See back in the early sixties being Roman Catholic, my mother was promised the world from a man to which my mother became pregnant and was forced to give up her baby for adoption being out of wedlock. The church kept everything hush hush and pushed into the closet so to speak for years. Several years later my mother meets my father, marries him then has me as their child. Now I will fast forward you to age twenty eight where I was shown a vision of what was to take place the night before my mothers death. The morning of I went to my mothers home like everyday but on this day I was confused to what was shown me and what was about to happen. As I started to explain to her the outcome of her life that would be played out that day, she asked me to leave without hesitation and that she would call me later that day. Well I had that push pull factor of wanting to stay yet knowing I had to leave for she asked me to. One hour and half later while sitting in my home drinking coffee with a friend and my wife the phone rings. Its my father on the other end of the line screaming. “Robbie, it’s your mother, it’s your mother!”

We raced over frantically and when we arrived I recall the two ambulance attendants coming out of my fathers home, one pulling the gurney the other on top doing CPR trying to revive my mother. Everything that was told to me the night before and shown me was being played out once more in real life time. Well, after two weeks and the burial of my mother, my family pulls me aside and starts to explain that yes indeed there was a sibling and her name is Mary, and she has been looking for me for a long time. Everything has come full circle now in the adjustments of learning all about spirit and how messages are conveyed.

This was the beginning of a beautiful relationship between spirit and myself as I have been able to utilize the wondrous gift of knowing into helping Police and families in murder/missing persons cases over many years. I have been able to illustrate this through publications of my work in books to which one became a best seller, Paranormal Encounters. I have also been very fortunate to show how the connection works with validation caught on film in movies as well and doing television.

I have dedicated my life’s work to everyone in this life and its through the sharing of stories as such we all can relate to the inner child as it were told in the beginning of this story. That is where the grass roots are, the child and through the eyes of the perfect innocence.