My Story
(Cobo Bay, Guernsey)
The Early Years - In the Company of Something Beautiful
Though I was born in Yorkshire, England, I grew up on the tiny island of Guernsey in the Channel Islands. The beach you see above was like a second home to me. I spent countless hours swimming and exploring the numerous rock pools to discover what may be living under the small rocks. Happy times. But the beach was also my refuge when something was troubling me, when I felt anxious or uncertain about what to do in a situation. I’d gaze out over the ocean toward the horizon, wondering what lay beyond it. The seagulls’ chatter would mix with the gentle sound of waves lapping the shore, and the familiar scent of salt air blended with the smell of seaweed, a familiar and welcome scent. As I absorbed my surroundings, my mind would reflect on any issue weighing on me.The beach may have been empty of people at certain times, but never once did I feel alone during those moments. I was in the company of something beautiful, beyond my comprehension. I’d always left the beach feeling a sense of peace, often with clarity about what I needed to do next, if anything at all. I knew that the presence I felt was deeply connected to the calm and understanding I carried away with me. I never tried to analyze it; I was simply grateful for it.
The In Between Years
The years between those cherished beach moments and twenty-plus years later were filled with activity and significant changes, causing my childhood connection to take a back seat. I built a highly successful career, holding a senior management position in the offshore branch of a global financial services company. The role was very people-oriented, which suited me well, and it allowed me to travel extensively across Europe, the Middle East, and the Far East. These experiences offered fascinating glimpses into many culturally diverse lifestyles, further fueling my fascination with all things human. During this time, I also married my partner in life, and we’ve now been together for almost four decades. The birth of our two children, our daughter in 1995 and our son in 1997, remain the most precious and joyful experiences of my life.
Within weeks of my son’s birth, our family began globe-hopping, enjoying the wonderful experience of living in several countries over the following years. Life was a whirlwind of packing and unpacking boxes, and I focused on ensuring that each transition went as smoothly as possible for everyone. Yet, at some point, my world began to darken. Being a natural nurturer and empath, I had spent much of my life caring for others, but it was taking its toll. Eventually, I found myself facing what can only be described as a dark night of the soul. It was a very painful but necessary journey, a transformative one.
An Existential Crisis
Rekindling My Childhood Connection
(My Garden, Florida)
I found the light within my dark night by reconnecting with the childhood connection I had once known, and I was greeted with open arms. This time, however, I wasn’t at the beach, I was in my garden here in Florida. Once again, I felt myself in the presence of something beautiful. Over the next eleven years, various spiritual practices became part of my daily life. Knowings would come to me from time to time, gently slipped into my awareness by a divine presence I still didn’t define. Occasionally, I would hear them too, their words breaking through my thoughts like those of a wise friend offering guidance. At times, I felt such a stunning presence of the company I kept that it would take my breath away. During the early part of this eleven-year stretch, I healed myself from the inside out, peeling back and shedding many layers of ego that had accumulated over my lifetime. My life shifted to one lived from a place of gratitude, and I quietly carved out time each day to help others, doing so anonymously for years. I had never felt more spiritually fit than I did on the day when the unthinkable happened. My world plunged into immense pain, a kind only another parent who has experienced similar could truly understand. On 20th May, 2019, my son returned to the spiritual realm as the result of a car accident.
Broken Wide Open
There are no words to adequately describe the pain that comes with the physical loss of a child. Excruciating is as close as I can get and the journey of healing is like no other. My precious boy, just 21 years old and loved by all who knew him, was physically gone in the blink of an eye. My life came to a screeching halt, shattering into millions of pieces that lay scattered at my feet. I was grateful for the life tools I had accumulated over the years, they were all going to be needed in a big way. My existing connection to the spirit world gave me the solace of knowing my son continued on after his physical death. Furthermore, the incredible sign I received on a hilltop in Peru shortly after my father passed, left me knowing that communication with our loved ones in spirit was possible in some shape or form.
There is a web page dedicated to my son, Tommy, that describes who he was and still is. It also details some of the incredible ways we have communicated since his passing. Additional stories about our signs and connection experiences can be found on the Spirit Communication web page.
What has unfolded since his passing is beyond anything I could have ever dreamed was possible. My relationship with Tommy has evolved into something truly magical. He is still my boy… his selfless personality, wicked sense of humor and wisdom is still there and he has been ever-present as my connection to the spirit world has expanded. But he is also more than just my boy. He is someone I have known in previous lifetimes, and sometimes that seeps into our conversations in wondrous ways. He is an integral part of everything I do and is a member of my team, Symphony.
Honoring and Serving
The Spirit World
In the early days after my son transitioned, as I honored my grief, I leaned deeply into my connection with the divine that I hadn’t defined throughout my life. My connection both strengthened and expanded. I not only built a new and beautiful relationship with my boy, but my team came closer, and over the months following Tommy’s transition, I got to know individual members of the team. During this time, I also began connecting with the loved ones of others in spirit, in addition to my own family members. In early 2021, my team revealed the energy-based physical aspect of my mediumship. In early 2022, Symphony came to be… they have their own web page. It has been quite a journey.
This website shares much about afterlife communication and signs, how I hear the spirit world speaking in the air on an ongoing basis, the telephone calls I continue to receive, how the live conversations came to be, the orbs sessions that I facilitate and so much more. Suffice to say here, everything that has been brought my way is meant to benefit others as well, nothing is solely for my personal gain. I am beyond grateful for it all.
Susanne Wilson
Susanne Wilson is a tested and verified medium, an author, intuition expert and spiritual teacher. She has participated in controlled scientific research with Dr. Gary Schwartz, a renowned afterlife scientist, who states, “Susanne has been one of the best. Her skills as an evidential medium are complimented by her high integrity, credibility, and moral principles.” Her work has also been acclaimed by attorney, author, and afterlife researcher Victor Zammit, who refers to her as “A world class medium and spiritual teacher.”