Today I get the impression of a older man, possibly in his 80’s…he is white with grey hair and thin…he is wearing a uniform of sorts, such as what a disabled vet would wear… he is sitting alone in a place that seems like a retirement home…he seems confused as if he doesn’t know where he is. I don’t think he knows that he has passed on….he is waiting for his family to visit him, but they don’t show up…..I get the name Earl. I’m also getting the name Millie, maybe his wife’s name.  He passed from old age, a completely natural death,

I have availability for phone readings this evening and have some spots for group readings in January weather permitting.

Machts Gut!

R. Scott