“I was meditating with my Guides and this warm mist came in. It was Copal. I could smell it. I can smell perfumes and I can smell the scents of people’s passed-on loved ones. It’s one of those ‘claires’ that people don’t know about. I can smell the perfume of passed loved ones.”
“I told a client that I smelled burning, like an oven. She said that her grandmother had recently burned a turkey. That’s what this is.”
“When I work with strong Catholics, I smell roses. That is Mother Mary.”
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