By: Michelle McKay (founder of ColdSpot.org)
Oct 7, 2014
Iâm REALLY looking forward to Halloween. I just love Autumn, donât you? This weekend will be Thanksgiving up here in Canada. It was always a tradition in my family to visit the graves during the month of November. That, along with Halloween fast approaching, got me thinking today about my deceased relatives and my great-great-grandmother-Kennedy — my ‘G2’ grandma.
I think I will share something with you. Something about Grandma Kennedy. Thatâs her below, standing next to her husband, Grandpa Kennedy, the Freemason:
Grandma Kennedy was quite the woman, she always fascinated me. She LOVED reading peopleâs tea leaves for them, a service she did for free. Actually, any poor soul who came to her house would get promptly sat down at her kitchen table and poured a cup of tea. She would anxiously wait for them to finish their tea then off to the races she would go, reading their tea leaves for them, whether they were ready for the news or not.
She was of Scottish heritage and born in Nova Scotia in the year 1874, during the late Victorian era, which was also during the Spiritualist Movement. She had seven girls and three boys with Grandpa Kennedy. She had what the Scottish call Second Sight, the gift of seeing into the spirit worlds. The world of the unseen, the shadows.
Reading tea leaves was just one of her gifts, she was also adept at reading other types of omens and seeing spirits. As mentioned earlier, she never charged for her services. Her and Grandpa Kennedy lived on their family homestead in Nova Scotia. She churned her own butter, had pigs, chickens, etc.. She also had a generous, kind heart and felt pity for the less fortunate, often letting the homeless, who were wandering around the countryside begging for food, into her kitchen to whip them up some bacon and eggs for breakfast. Then afterwards read their tea leaves no doubt.
One night, Grandma Kennedy saw what she said was an âorange ball of light coming down the hillâ. She said it was a “forerunner” to her daughterâs death. A forerunner, or omen, that her daughter would soon die. Her daughter, my great-grandmother, died the next day at the age of only twenty-five years old, the poor thing.
Grandma McKay once told me something exciting about Grandma Kennedy. She said when she was a young girl she would often see Grandma Kennedy go down to the river with two of my great-aunts, all three of them wearing black-hooded robes. They told her they were âbaptizingâ each other. Well now, thatâs different. I wonder what that was all about?
What an interesting woman Grandma Kennedy was. Would it surprise you she died October 30?
RIP Grandma KennedyâŚ
Michelle McKay is a Canadian paranormal investigator of 20+ years. Former TV host: Destination America, Discovery, A&E. Founder of ColdSpot.org. Her great-uncle was pioneer UFO investigator Henry McKay. This may all sound glamorous but in reality she spends her life holding a flashlight and talks to a lot of people. Foremost, she is willing to work for tacos and chocolate.
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