Joe Cool the Boss
I'm Joe Cool, the Boss
The Mafia Boss. As I arrived at Megans' get together I looked around the room at my daughter and her coworkers. I had been here before for a little party, so I was familiar with the place and the ladies. This is a tight group of gals that enjoy working together. I had been here before doing psychic readings. This time was for a visit, laughs, no cards or readings.
I became aware of a gentleman in Spirit, he was right there. He was very comfortable and confident. I could see his jet black slicked back hair, his fedora hat. A very sharp blue pin striped suit with a white hanky in the pocket. I looked all the way down to his shoes. Black polished and shined dress shoes. I said to myself hhmmm, I knew he was the Spirit of a person that had passed away. I just didn't know who or why he was here with us. He was very charismatic, charming if you will. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders, his wise guy demeanor. I heard Joe Cool, I saw his shoes being shined. I saw what looked like a hospital room or doorway into a room. He said "Tell her I love her."
I was fairly new at this stuff; seeing, hearing, feeling, knowing when Spirit was close. I was still learning. I was blown away by it. He was so handsome, and so cool, he was easy! I decided I would say something to the group. You all know what I do for a living? They said yes. I said okay, good, because I have to tell you, "There's a gentleman here, a father. He is tall, shoulders are back, very handsome, black slicked back hair, very charismatic. doesn't know a stranger. He's, in charge, He's the boss. He shrugs his shoulders in a wise guy demeanor. then I hear, Joe Cool and I say it "Joe Cool". I ask him "The boss of what?" He just repeats I'm the boss. So I say it, "He's the boss" . Now, my eyes were closed as I was communicating with him. I opened my eyes and all the ladies have tears in their eyes. Mary says "That's my dad!" he was tall, very handsome, slick black hair. he always wore a pin striped suite, hanky in the pocket (folded correctly) his shoes were alway shined. She says, I told these ladies he was like Joe Cool. I was sick and at at the hospital a few weeks back and I was missing him. I prayed and told him I needed him and that I loved him.
He replied after she spoke, tell her I was there, at the hospital. Tell her I love her. Tell her I'm sorry, I was not the father I intended to be. I wasn't always there. I made a lot of mistakes, for that I'm sorry, but I always loved you. I'll always be here for you.
The gals started talking, Mary had described her Dad to her coworkers as Joe Cool, she said he was handsome, smart, charismatic, he was Joe Cool! He was the boss in a large family business, yes something she would relate to mafia. She was in tears and so very happy because she really needed to hear from him. He knew that and he made it happen.
I've always told Spirit I will not search out and share messages with your living loved ones. You bring them to me and I'll be your messenger. As I tell the story I can again feel the energy of when we connected and It still amazes me today. I'm forever grateful to him for choosing me to be his voice, messenger. Joe Cool, the Boss. The Mafia Boss.
