Here is a thank you letter from a recent client.

Hi Terri,

Take Care,
Colleen
Las Vegas NV

Dear Friends and Clients,
    Wondering what to get that person who has everything? Until the 12th of November, I am offering a free mini-reading gift certificate with every appointment booked. Appointments must be booked and paid for before the 12th. Gift certificates will be good for 3 months so they make perfect holiday gifts.  I can send them snail mail or e mail to you or your recipient. You can also add the time onto your own reading. Mini-readings are for 10 minutes and a $20. value.
    Get help with questions about jobs, finances, health, pets, loved ones who have passed or any other questions you have. Gift certificate can also be applied to the cost of an hour reading. 
    San Diego friends - I still have room for a few private appointments on the 14th of this month, either full-hour or mini-readings so be sure to e mail me or call to set up a time. Readings will be at the San Diego Marriot Hotel and Marina at 333 Harbor Drive. My cell phone is (775)771-4871. I look forward to meeting all of you in person.
Love and Light, Terri Jay

I was first in touch with Terri Jay in the fall of 2002.  I had moved from my long standing home in Alaska with my four legged companion, Teek. Teek, at this time, was a three year old remarkable dog I had found when he was starving and about three weeks old, on the banks of the Yukon River in the Interior region of Alaska. 

My bond with Teek was like none other I had ever experienced, despite having had and loved animals all my life.  I contacted Terri because I had found another starving dog– this time near the Ute Indian reservation in rural southeastern Utah, where I was by then living. I wanted to know–after three years of our intense aloneness–how Teek felt about bringing another dog into the family.

I knew immediately that Terri was “the real deal” when one of her first comments was: “He wants to know why there is a dog in the house.” I laughed, knowing immediately what this meant (I had told Terri nothing about myself, Teek or our history or relationship at this point.  I had only presented my question). Terri then added, “Debra…I don’t think Teek knows that he is a dog!” Point number two in her favor (although I contacted her, this does not mean I was not initially a skeptic).

The fact was, I had made Teek’s formula by hand, carried him next to my heart in a South American tustze until he was big enough to place in a ferret bag, which then hung around my neck until he outgrew it (and continued to grow into his 80lb. adult size self). Teek had gone to work with me everyday for the first year of his life (flying all over back regions of Alaska with me); and he and I  had lived together in the 9 x12 hospice room with my father for three months during the summer of 2000. Indeed, like no other animal I had then or since encountered, Teek literally made attempts to talk.

In truth, my Teek had no clue that he was not my human child. For that matter, he still doesn’t.

Almost immediately after commenting on Teek, Terri asked me if my father had “passed over.” Having told her nothing of myself or my background, I was totally taken by surprise and stuttered that, as a matter of fact, yes, he had died in the summer of 2000.  Terri said, “I thought so because he is here and wants to talk to you and I have to tell you he will not shut up!!!” And thus began a two hour conversation with my father that is far, far too fascinating and astounding to recount in a single paragraph.  Suffice it to say that there is aboslutely NO doubt in my mind that I was communicating with my father. From the clothes he was wearing, the pipe he was smoking, the motorcycle he was riding, the fish he was catching and the dead-on tone of his voice and his words, Terri was channeling my dad. When I expressed my surprise–because at that time Terri only advertised herself as an animal communicator–she said, “Oh, didn’t I mention I can communicate with the other side?  It’s one of my most favorite things to do!”

That initial session began a long relationship, now going on for over five years. During this time in Terri has found Teek when he was lost and frightened; she located and communicated with a friend’s two beloved hounddogs who had taken chase of a mountain lion and wandered miles and miles and miles from home in the mountainous region of SE Utah; she diagnosed the cause of illness of another friend’s dog when no vet could do so (and thus, I am convinced, saved the dog’s life as once treated, this dog was never ill again); and of course, she has continued to astound me with her remarkable ability to communicate with those who have passed.  When, in the summer of 2006, my lifelong friend of over 34 years died following a long and painfully difficult illness, Terri gave me a message from her that only could have made sense to the two of us. The comfort that message brought is utterly impossible to put into words.

Terri is simply a part of my family now.  Though we’ve never met in person, when I have a worry, a question, a confusion or angst, I call her. I have referred an untold number of people to her, almost all of whom have experienced the same sense of awe that I did, and do, over her remarkable abilities.

I know that one day the time is going to come when Teek, now nine years old, is going to pass over.  I cannot even write these words without tears instantly flooding my eyes, my heart, my soul. We have, after all, rarely spent a day apart and together we have escorted two of the people I have most loved on this earth as they journeyed toward the other side. The only comfort I can give myself when I think of the reality that Teek is likely to depart before I do, is in knowing that I will still be able to communicate with him through Terri. There is something unspeakably comforting and assuring about knowing that, without a doubt, Teek and I will continue to express our bond. That is a gift few on this earth are so blessed to be able to offer another person, and one that I feel blessed to receive.

I am always amazed at the details and the content of crossing over readings when I do them. I joke that it’s so specific that I can’t make it up. Here is one such reading that I did for my client Yvonne several months ago:

Dear Terri,

I have shared this reading with so many, I hope to get a few referrals for you. Other things have since made more sense.

• One of the first things you said to me was that there was something  about a tree last Christmas. My sister died about a week before and my parents were in Texas for my niece’s wedding which they never made it to, they flew right home. The next day I sent my husband and niece over to my sister’s house to get an artificial tree to put up in my parent’s house as I knew my mother would not be inclined to do any  decorating with this huge loss. My daughter, myself, my husband, and my niece decorated that tree because I was adamant that my niece still needed to have a Christmas.
• You also saw a body of water, a lake, and mentioned the serenity of that scene. We do live near a lake, but more importantly, I think, is that my sister always self hypnotized whenever she had to undergo anything unpleasant, ie bone marrow biopsy, dentist. Her key phrase for that was that she was “going to the beach”. (My mother actually had a sighting or a dream and saw my sister at the beach with a big floppy hat on).
• You mentioned the smell of corn. As I told you before, the preservative added to stem cells for transplant causes the patient to smell like creamed corn for about three days after the stem cells are reinfused. She did!
• Bloody Mary’s with celery sticks: I have all holidays, including Father’s Day and Mother’s Day dinners at my house with large crowds. My father will often bring a big pitcher of bloody Mary’s to share.
• You also said that you saw lots of carnations: There were lots of flowers and plants at the funeral. After the funeral, there were 50-60 people in my house and the funeral director brought over many of the flower arrangements and plants. Several of the flower arrangements had carnations in them. When everyone was gone, my immediate family noticed a lone carnation propped up against a window on my back porch. We questioned that for the whole evening, there was just something serene about that one flower being there when there was a whole house full of flowers. My son actually stuck it in a snowbank at one point and took a picture of it. We talked about that flower for days as it was such an odd thing. I thought at the time that my sister had put it there as a sign to us.
• You mentioned a shoe hound who has boxes of shoes never worn, and that’s me, hands down.
• The most poignant for me, was when you mentioned the pet name “something like boomer”.  As I told you that night, my nickname is Bomber and my sister ALWAYS called that and, in fact, started it by being unable to pronounce Yvonne.

Terri, I do want to thank you again for your services. I have been given a boost and I am so grateful.

Yvonne B.

Dearest Terry,

I did not have a chance to send you a “thank you note” because on every day basis I do not have that much time. But all week I have been carrying in my head to write to you.

You are an exceptional human being, exceptional psychic and an awesome woman.

What you did in that reading for me I will never forget. I am so grateful to your father for letting me know about your ability and talent. I am so grateful for you ! ! ! ! ! !

Besides that you made some terrific suggestions in regards to caring for my elderly Fred you said things about my uncle that are so true. No doubt in my mind that you have connected with him. That was hilarious and so cool.

I had such a great time talking to you, Terry.

If you have any suggestions or if I should make an appointment please let me know. Also, I sent your link to my friend, Ann, because she needs to connect with her mother. That woman died 5 years ago and all Ann is thinking about is going to her mom. If it wasn’t for her father (92 yo) and her dogs she would be gone long time ago. I am hoping that Ann will contact you.

Thank you, Incredible Terri,

I appreciate you!

Hugs

Alexis

My friend Joan emailed me to tell me that her mom, Doris had had a stroke and she needed me to “translate” for her mom since her mom could no longer talk. Even though Doris was trying, she wasn’t making any sense. I called Joan back and asked her if she wanted me to come to the hospital to be with her and we made plans for later that evening.

Joan and I met outside the hospital and laughed because both of us were wearing shirts with horses on them. Pretty silly for a couple of 50 year olds. We went upstairs to Doris’s room. I verbally and mentally greeted Doris and told her who I was. We had met briefly once at my old ranch just after Doris’s husband (and Joan’s father) Bob had died, so I wanted to reassure her who I was. Mentally, I told her that I was there to help her with whatever questions she had about what happened to her and what was going to happen. She drifted in and out of awareness, more out than in. Her breathing was very labored and a few times she coughed so hard she set off the heart monitor.

I receive Guidance from God, angels, Guides, and people who have passed away. I never question where the Guidance is coming from but it is always right on. It’s not from me, but through me. I noticed that Bob, Doris’s deceased husband was standing right beside the bed. I knew immediately that he was there to welcome Doris across to the Other Side when she passed. It felt as though Doris only had about 48 hours at the most. I knew about her congestive heart failure but when I scanned her with medical intuition, I felt she was also in multiple organ failure.

A nurse brought in a surgical consent form so Joan could sign it. It was so they could insert a feeding tube so Doris could receive nutrition. I quietly questioned the nurse about it and shared with her what I was receiving, that Doris only had hours left and that her kidneys and liver were failing. The nurse asked me if I was a doctor and I told her that I was a medical intuitive and this was what I was getting. I suggested that basic blood work would confirm the organ failure and make the surgery unnecessary. I also asked what pain meds Doris was on as she was in pain and scared so whatever they could give her to ease her pain would help. When Doris became upset and crying, they administered morphine and Doris quieted down and went to sleep.

I mentally and spiritually talked to Doris and told her where she was going and how it was all going to happen. She was so anxious to see Bob again, yet was concerned about Joan. I assured her that Joan would be fine, that I could always relay messages to her and that she had lots of friends who loved her and would help her with her ranch. It was interesting to me that since Doris was still attached to her physical body, she was able to have concerns about things that are earthly. I know from my work that once a person is out of their body completely, they have no concerns about earthly things. They just send their love.

Joan called me two days later to tell me that her mom had peacefully passed. I immediately saw Bob and Doris laughing and dancing and they were on a cruise ship. I shared this with Joan and she burst out crying and said that her dad was an amazing dancer and they always went on cruises together. I shared that they looked like they were dressed in clothing styles from the 30’s. This really helped Joan knowing they were together and having a ball.

Later the same day, I had just finished my shopping and Doris came to me and told me to call Joan, so I picked up my cell phone and called her. Joan was surprised at my timing as she had just finished at the funeral home, making the arrangements. I told her that Doris had wanted me to call her and tell her that she had done a great job with everything and to tell her how much they love and appreciate her. I asked Joan to let me know when the service was scheduled so I could attend and we hung up.

I am continually in awe of how God uses me to help people to get through the rough times, grow and heal.