TESTIMONIAL

by Norma M. Williams
Former Leading Lyric Soprano

         Ronald Hearn is incomparable!  He has no peers in his work of linking beyond this world.  Fearless of challenge, proving scientific research, speaking brilliantly in public, he stands alone.

         It has been my experience to hear his public meetings, many personal tapes and private sittings.  His work is void of trite clichés and fortune tellings.  He demands to know of any inconsistencies, but there are none.  Simple or complicated truths lie in Ronald Hearn's total dedication and solitary commitment and trust.”

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TESTIMONIAL

by PAMELA GALE

Actress and Singer.

         I have known Ronald Hearn for nearly thirty-eight years, having met him when I was given rooms in a cottage at the back of the Spiritualist Association of Great Britain in Belgrave Square, London.   I was allowed to use this cottage as long as I looked after the mediums who appeared at the Association and I also worked on the reception desk.

         This situation came about after a tragedy happened to me.   I had sold the lease of my house in Belgrave Mews West, prior to leaving to take up a lucrative TV job in America, when it was gutted by fire and I was homeless.   I had visited the Association often for meetings and to eat at the canteen so when they heard of my situation they came to the rescue.

         When I visited the Association I used to attend meetings where mediums would give public demonstrations. Most were very good, the odd one not so good but the one that impressed me most was Ronald Hearn.   Whenever people knew that Ronald was giving a demonstration there would be a battle for seats and quite a few frustrated people had to be turned away.

         The brilliant thing about some of these demonstrations was that Ronald would tape-record the messages and predictions many weeks BEFORE the meeting, never having seen the audience and not knowing where they would sit as the seats were not reserved, yet on the day, his readings were astonishingly accurate for the person sitting in the pre-chosen seats. It was just amazing and I don’t know of anyone else who does or ever did this.

         Over the years Ronald has been a tower of strength to me and through my long battle to overcome losing everything in the fire.  He has been the same to many of my friends and many people all over the globe.

         Ronald has sent his tapes to people he has never met who were amazed by the accuracy of their messages.   There are many more things I could tell you about Ronald’s support and kindness and we remain close friends to this day.   He still has my greatest admiration.

         

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TESTIMONIAL

by Donna Hawkins Suwall

Retired Commercial Pilot & Flight Instructor

November 2009

How Ronald Hearn Changed My Life

Ronald Hearn, a man whom I’ve learned does his work with great integrity and extreme honesty, did a tape-recorded reading for me, a skeptic who lives thousands of miles away.  It was so accurate that it stunned me, shredded many of my beliefs, and sent me researching and studying in fields from Metaphysics to Quantum Physics and was to become part of the foundation of a new paradigm for me—one that unequivocally states we truly do not die and love, indeed, lives on beyond physical death.  

When I look back on events, it seems it was pre-destined that I was to meet Ronald Hearn, no matter how hard I tried not to.  Below is the chain of events that brought him into my life, which was changed dramatically because of him and set me on a path I didn’t believe in at the time and could never have imagined.      

How I Was Led To Ronald Hearn

On December 26, 1992 when my husband, Bruno, took his final breath, I would have described myself as a good agnostic, a skeptic of Mediums and Clairvoyants and definitely a person who did not believe in any kind of life after death.

However, on that December day things began happening with my dead husband that most people refer to as paranormal experiences--things I did not believe were possible, yet I knew the truth of and was certain of the reality of the experiences when they were happening.  My grief was threatening to devour me, it’s true, but I knew I was not hallucinating, as all the grief books I was reading to help myself were telling me, when I could feel him, hear him, and see him in various forms.  These experiences went on for months and months with no way to explain them, so I just journaled them with dates and times filling over a hundred journals the first year.  

It was during that first year that I met the wife of a pilot with whom I worked and who had been killed in a plane crash.

She told me she had known for many months that he was going to die in a plane, but not when or why.  It seems she had been a bit psychic all her life.  I respected her, but didn’t know what to make of her story.  We continued to see each other for lunch or dinner and she told me other things about being able to see the future sometimes.  Then one night she told me her Mother-in-law was even more psychic than she and that she did card readings.  She suggested I call her for an appointment, which I quickly refused to do.  Two days later she called and said she had made the appointment for me and that I really had to go and have her Mother-in-law “read my cards.”  Something made me follow through even though I was nervous about it.  

I arrived at her house to find this lady was an “ordinary” grandmother, casually dressed, babysitting with her little grandson.  She put him in his playpen and sat me at her kitchen table where there was a deck of playing cards and from where she could keep her eye on her grandchild.   She told me we’d take our time and I could write down anything I wanted as she did my reading.  After she laid down just a few cards, she asked me if I was planning a trip to Hawaii and was I going with a man?  I told her I had no such plans, but she said she kept getting images of Hawaii and a man for some reason.  I did not tell her that for all 30 years my husband and I were in love we signed cards to each other ALOHA OE--meaning to us—I love you with all my heart and soul--and he had those words engraved on a gold heart for me and I had those words engraved inside his wedding ring.  I was taken back by her words and the implication that Bruno was right there in some form, something I didn’t think possible at that time.  As she continued laying the cards in rows and talking to me, I was aware the TV was on in the other room and the child was happily giggling at something. (me probably- for my fear)  Every once in a while during the different “card spreads” she’d get up and go and check on her grandchild.  She and I talked back and forth during the reading.  I was amazed at some of the other things she told me.  She asked me about some of my paranormal experiences with my husband that her daughter-in-law had mentioned to her.  I told her of other things that had been happening.  

At the end of the readings she told me of a conference that was being held at a hotel near my home that coming weekend and she said, “You Must Go.”  When she told me the theme of the conference, I politely thanked her, but said I was not interested in that sort of thing.  She would not take no for an answer and got on the phone to the organizer of the conference and made a reservation for me.  I thanked her and made another excuse as to why I didn’t want to attend.  I told her I did not want to spend the $300 registration fee because I already had some plans for the weekend and couldn’t attend all the sessions.  At that she got up and went to the phone and called the organizer again and explained the situation.  She came back to the table with the information that since I couldn’t attend the entire weekend I would only be charged half price.  She then wrote down the name of the organizer and told me to ask for her at the door.  She did this all with a matter-of-fact voice and once again said, “You Must Go.”

When Friday night came, I found myself driving to attend the conference where topics of Near Death Experiences, After Death Communications and Past Life Regressions would take center stage with a speaker list that included names I had never heard of-- Dr. Raymond Moody, Dr. Brian Weiss, Dannion Brinkley, Dr. Hazel Denning and others from around the world—people I would later learn were the leading experts in these fields.  Once inside the hotel I identified myself,paid my registration, and then reluctantly walked into the ballroom which was filled with hundreds of chairs and people.  I stood at the back of the room wanting to turn and run away.  All of a sudden I felt calm and walked up near the front of the room and sat down next to a lady who was to be the person who would introduce me to Ronald Hearn.

The lady’s name was Ann, and we sat and chatted while waiting for that first session to begin.  I was awe-struck to learn that in that huge room I had sat down next to this woman whose daughter had been killed in a small airplane crash at a nearby airport which I frequently flew into with my flight students, and that I had not met, but knew of the Flight Instructor who was also killed in that plane with her daughter.  As the weekend continued and Ann and I shared stories about things happening with her daughter and my husband after their deaths, she said to me, “You have to contact Ronald Hearn in England.  He’s a psychic and he did a reading for me that was so accurate I knew he had contacted my daughter for me.”   I immediately let her know I was not interested in dealing with psychics.  This soft spoken woman ignored my comment and wrote Ronald’s name and address down on a Post-A-Note and insisted I contact him.  To be polite, I took the paper from her and stuck it inside the folder I had with me.  I had every intention of throwing it away later.  However, when I got home, I found myself sticking Ronald Hearn’s name and address up on my wall calendar near the word October.  It was 1993.

 Why I Finally, But Reluctantly, Contacted Ronald

As each month ended I found myself moving the Post-A-Note with Ronald’s address to the next month until after a year I found myself doing something very strange.  I had been out shopping and when I came in the door, without thinking, I walked over to the calendar, pulled off Ronald’s address, and walked right over to a picture of my husband and slammed the paper on it.  My actions shocked me and I stopped breathing for a few seconds and said to myself, “Whoa, Bruno!!  Am I supposed to contact this man?”  

There seemed to be no doubt in my mind of Bruno’s answer to that question so I sat and wrote Ronald Hearn a very short letter with as little information as I could give him.  Although so much had happened to me with Bruno since his death and I was learning so much about the world of the paranormal and was growing accustomed to having experiences, I was at that time still skeptical of how someone thousands of miles away could do any kind of reading for me much less make a connection with Bruno and maybe others I knew who had died.  I must also admit that I was also a bit leery because I was to send cash money in the envelope along with the request for the reading.  But-- I cashed a check, put the money and my brief letter in the mail to one Ronald Hearn in London, England, not knowing that I was about to come in contact with one the world’s best known psychics who was a man of honor who had great talent in his field, and did his work with great integrity and who would cause me to re-address my entire belief system and help me create a new paradigm—one that unequivocally states we truly do not die and love, indeed, lives on beyond physical death.

Ronald Hearn’s Amazing Tape-Recorded Reading

Within a couple weeks I received a note from Ronald telling me he was not well and could not do my reading at this time.  He asked if I wanted him to return my money or keep it until he was well enough to do it and to be aware he could not tell me how long that would be.  I was quite impressed with the way he handled this situation.  I knew then I was dealing with an honest man and one with integrity so I told him to keep the money and do the reading whenever he could.

I can laugh now when I remember the events of the day Ronald’s tape arrived, but it was another day of awe-struck and breath-taking experiences for me.  That morning I had stopped to fill up my car with gas.  On the ground near my car was a piece of aluminum foil about three inches square and it seemed very significant and important.  I didn’t know why because it had obviously been run over by car tires several times.  It was almost two years after Bruno’s death and by now I was used to this powerful feeling of something feeling significant even though I did not know why at the time so I had to pick up the piece of aluminum foil and take it with me.  (I believe it is still in the journal where I wrote about this day.)

Arriving home I found a package wrapped in brown paper in the mail from England and saw Ronald’s name on it.  I was both excited and a little nervous.  I had decided while driving home that I would go through my Mother’s jewelry, which I’d not been able to do since her death.  I decided I’d listen to the tape while I sorted through her jewelry.   Eagerly and anxiously I opened the package wrapped in brown paper and was stunned to see that Ronald had first wrapped the tape in aluminum foil!  That synchronicity momentarily startled me.  When I could take a few deep breaths again, I put the tape in the machine and pressed the PLAY button.  I heard Ronald Hearn’s voice for the first time describing how he does a reading and then- first asking me to notify him that the tape had arrived safely.  Second, he gave me some directions that once again demonstrated his honesty, fairness, and his integrity.  He said on the tape that after listening to it, if I felt it was not for me, to wait a few days and listen to it again.  Then, if again it did not seem to be for me, to send it back because that sometimes happened, and he would do another one free of charge.  

With the first words of my reading from Ronald there was no doubt that this tape-recorded reading was for me!  My knees gave way and fortunately there was a chair very close by that I fell onto.

Ronald said, “I have your husband here and he has the most beautiful sparkling blue eyes.”  Those are the EXACT words I always used to describe my husband to people who had never met him.  For the rest of the hour I sat mesmerized in that chair as I listened to Ronald tell me things he had no way of knowing or even guessing about.  

One of the things he told me about my Father was that Dad kept showing him his hand and he didn’t know why, but my Father kept doing it.  Well, I instantly knew why.  Prior to my Father’s death, he was in a coma in the hospital for 10 days.  My sister and I were taking 12 hour shifts so he would not be alone.  In all this time my Father never regained consciousness, not even for a minute.  During a great part of my time with him I would sit next to his bed and hold his hand and talk to him.  I would tell him all the things he had done for me for which I was so appreciative and so very grateful.  My Father had been my champion all my life and was so supportive of everything I did.  My Girl Scout Troop once honored him with a Girl Scout of the Year Award for all he did for our Troop.  As I sat holding his hand I was so sorry that I never took the time to tell him these things when he was able to hear me. NO ONE KNEW that I had sat by my Father’s side holding his hand for hours, not sure he could even hear me.  Thanks to Ronald Hearn I now know that my Dad heard every word I spoke to him.  What great comfort that has brought me!

Ronald told me that he saw my Mother standing in a large field of flowers--certain kinds of flowers that looked like daisies.  Ye gads, I thought, “Which Mother?  Or is it both wrapped into one?”   I felt like Ronald was aware of both of my “Mothers.”  My own Mother loved daisies and was always a strong positive presence in my life until she died just two months after my husband died.  When I was eighteen, I went to live with friends of my parents since they lived close to the College I would be attending.  That woman and I became very close and she felt like another Mother to me, so much so that I called her Mom # 2.  She and her husband owned a flower shop which was one of this city’s leading florists.    

Ronald also said my Mother wanted to remind me of the joy music used to bring me and that I should do it again.  (I had felt very little joy since my husband’s death)  This time I knew Ronald was referring to my birth Mother and that she was reminding me of how much I loved singing and playing the piano-something I hadn’t done in years.  From the time I was ten years old until I was thirteen, I would nag my parents for a piano.  They just kept saying, “Maybe one day.”  I did not know then that they could not afford one.  However they must have been saving money for it because one day I came home from school and they said they were taking me somewhere special that night.  We knocked on the door of a house I’d never been to and an elderly woman answered and invited us in.  I couldn’t figure out why we were there until my Mother asked me, “How do you like it?”  I didn’t know what she meant until she walked over to the piano.  I was flabbergasted when I realized they had brought me there to buy that piano for me.  That night was one of the happiest nights of my life.  Even now at 65 years of age I can remember, as if it was yesterday, how I felt standing in that lady’s parlor knowing that piano was now mine.  I still have some of the sheet music that she gave me back in 1953.  For the next five years while living at home that piano was my joy every single day.  I would practice my pieces over and over and over and over and over, and I would sometimes practice late at night.  It wasn’t until I was an adult remembering those days when it dawned on me that never once did either my Mother or Father chastise me for playing the same passage in a piece of music so many times as I tried to get it perfect nor did they ever yell at me for playing the piano so late at night.  I now know my Mother knew exactly how much playing the piano meant to me and what it did for me, how it filled my soul, and how much joy it brought me, and somehow she was getting this message to Ronald to remind me of this to help me through this horrible grief that was threatening to devour me.  So I bought a piano and an organ and began taking lessons again and it did indeed help ease the pain.  Thank you Ronald for this message.

There were many other things Ronald told me in this reading that rang so true.  One I didn’t understand that day, but in just a few weeks had me smiling and saying, “WOW Ronald, you’re good!”   As I sat listening to the messages Ronald sent me via the tape recording, I was looking at all my Mother’s jewelry spread out on the table and wondering what I was going to do with all of it.  She had so much costume jewelry she could have opened her own store.  Then I heard another of Ronald’s messages and it was, “Don’t worry.  You won’t have to sell the jewelry.”  I couldn’t figure out what he meant because I didn’t feel like Mother’s jewelry would bring a lot of money or be worth the effort to try and sell it.  Several weeks later friends from Russia were here visiting a mutual friend and  over dinner Tatiana admired a pin and earrings I was wearing and said how expensive and difficult it was to get jewelry in Russia.  Having been in St. Petersburg the year before I knew she was not exaggerating.  I immediately thought of my Mother’s jewelry just sitting home in boxes and told Tatiana I had a present for her and would bring it to her the next day.  What a gift it was for me to see her face when I opened the suitcase full of jewelry for her to take home for herself and her family and friends.  It was like watching a child open mounds of presents on Christmas day!  And I smiled and said to myself, “WOW! Ronald, you’re good!   BUT HOW did you know that I would not have to sell the jewelry?”

Last but not least, I would like to share with you one of the most astounding messages Ronald gave me via the tape recording.  When I first heard this particular message about my future, my skepticism kicked in because the message sounded trite and seemed self-evident.  Ronald said, “You are going to get a new car and it will be around a happy occasion.”  Immediately I thought-- I have no intentions of getting a new car and when I do, of course it will be a happy occasion.  Little did I know what that message really meant.  Little did I know the importance of his word “around” a happy occasion.  

It was now several years after I received the recorded messages from Ronald and I had forgotten all about that particular message.  

My auto mechanic told me I had better be looking for a new car as certain expensive parts were beginning to wear out on my nine year old car.  I wasn’t too eager to get a new one because the car I had was the last one my husband and I had owned together, and we took possession of it on October 2, 1992 our Wedding Anniversary--the last one we would celebrate together.   I knew my reasoning about keeping my car was strictly emotional and since I wasn’t in dire need of a car, I dragged my heels, as they say, in looking for a new one.  In 2001 I finally bought a new automobile mainly because a cousin (“And who else?” I ask now) gave me a little push and some help by making contact for me with a car dealership manager she knew.  It was near the end of September and they had not sold one car since September the 11th--the day of the Terrorists Attacks on the World Trade Buildings in New York and the Pentagon in Washington, D.C. so they were willing to give me a really good deal if I would buy the car by the last business day of September so that the sale would show on their books for that month.  How could I resist?  As it turned out it was September 29th when I paid for the car and prepared to take it home.

It was that day when the real meaning of Ronald’s message to me about getting a new car and it being “around” a happy occasion made itself crystal clear.  I had taken my cousin Phil with me to get the new car because I needed an extra driver as I was keeping my old car for a while longer.  When all the papers were signed and the keys to the new car were in my hand, I turned to Phil and handed the keys to him and said I wanted him to drive the new car home.  He refused even when I pressed him on the point and then begged him.  So I got into the new car and pulled off the lot and headed up the road, a bit miffed at him for being so stubborn.  You may be asking why in the world I wouldn’t be excited about driving the new car?  It was purely sentimental.  Knowing I would eventually have to give up the old car made me feel as if I was giving up a little more of the connection I had with my husband and I wanted that as long as possible.  I know that other widows and widowers will understand this.  There’s nothing rational about that to others I know, but no one ever said our grief has to make sense to others.  

After about ten minutes on the road, I heard “the quiet voice” I’d heard many times before.  I can’t tell you if the voice comes from outside my head or inside my head.  I can only tell you when it comes, it is gentle, calm, and seems to be directing me to the next step I should take.  The words I heard were “Turn on the radio.”  I didn’t know where the radio was or how to turn it on as there were so many buttons on the console so I took the flattened palm of my hand and began pushing against all the buttons.  All of a sudden I heard words coming out of the radio saying, “This is a gift from Hawaii.”   I couldn’t believe my ears.  I was amazed and immediately responded with, “Thank you, Dear!!!!  What are you giving me next year for our anniversary?”  

For you to understand my reaction, you have to know part of my history with my husband-–

• For 30 years we celebrated our anniversary the 2nd of every month AND Bruno was always the first one to remember and wish me a happy anniversary--and here it was September 29th just a few days before our wedding anniversary—October 2nd

• For all those 30 years we signed cards to each other ALOHA OE, which meant to us- I love you with all my heart and soul.   (Bruno had those words engraved on a gold heart for me and I had them engraved inside his wedding ring)

• Bruno always paid cash for our cars because he hated to pay interest.  He said he only collected interest.  Therefore he would start a savings account for a future new car the day we bought one.  So today I had been able to pay cash for this car I was driving from the account he started nine years ago

• The words from the radio “This is a gift from Hawaii” came from Garrison Keilor who was doing his radio show called A Prairie Home Companion.  That day, and this one time only, they were in  Hawaii

If this was your history with your dead husband, what would you have thought when you heard the voice say—“Turn on the radio” and then heard those words on that particular day—just four days before your wedding anniversary?  All I could think and feel was how wonderful it was that even though the love of my life was dead, he still existed in some form and in some way and was able to find ways to contact me.  It was then I remembered Ronald’s message about getting a new car and it being “around” a happy occasion.  I couldn’t help then and still can’t help now being puzzled over how Bruno was able to let Ronald know about this several years earlier than the event and how Ronald is able to “pick up” information this far ahead of time?  Talk about time warps and/or parallel universes and questions about what is and where is our consciousness?!?!  I had to write to Ronald and tell him about this incident and how accurate he was in delivering the message years earlier.

There was so much more accurate information in Ronald’s tape-recorded messages years ago and some I can’t wait to see how it will appear in my life, but I am sure it will.

I am extremely grateful that coming in contact with this phenomenal man was part of my destiny because his great talent and ability as a Medium first helped ease the tremendous pain I was experiencing because of my husband’s death, for at that time I truly believed that when we died that was the absolute end of us.  It was several years later when I came to fully realize that Ronald Hearn has been one of the “teachers” who had been sent to me to help prepare me for the next part of my life and all the changes that would bring.

  

Since my husband Bruno’s death and all that’s happened to me, I have been working in areas I never dreamed of or even wanted anything to do with—areas Ronald talked about in his reading for me

Grief (writing courses, giving talks, teaching about it, providing resource material and mentoring)

Prostate Cancer—the disease that killed Bruno (serving with the Cancer Coalition as an educator and an advocate, giving talks and presentations, organizing Seminars, writing about it for books and newsletters, providing resource material and mentoring)

Writing & Teaching a course called Hello From Heaven: Consider the Possibilities

About 10 years ago I wrote this course for the College where I was teaching my Grief Course and because of some of the strange things that were happening in those classes that peaked the students’ curiosity and caused them to ask me “What’s going on?”  These happenings I now know were leading me in this direction.  The course is based on all my so called paranormal experiences and all I’ve learned and am still learning.  It explores Near Death Experiences, After Death Communications, Out of Body Experiences, Synchronicity, Pre-cognition, Consciousness and more as well as some of the new discoveries in the field of Quantum Physics that may help explain some of the phenomena that I can no longer call “Paranormal” but rather, “The Also Normal”  I teach this course for colleges and Senior Living Communities in Maryland as well as in other states.

I tell you all this not to boast, but to show you how much my life has changed and

ALL BECAUSE BRUNO DIED & I WAS TAUGHT BY RONALD and others that we really do not die. We simply pass to a new reality and what a phenomenal plane of existence that must be!!!  I can hardly wait to get there, but I know I still have work here to do.  Some of that includes continuing sharing my love of aviation with youngsters and aspiring pilots and helping to inspire them by doing Aerospace Education and Aviation Career programs in schools and mentoring future pilots.

All this was also part of your messages for me about my future.

I still don’t know about the Court issue, but it was good hearing you tell me not to worry for I would win, and I am counting on your message that I would always have enough money—not necessarily be rich, but be Ok.  That’s fine with me.  Last October when the American Stock Market was crashing and my anxiety level was going through the roof, I kept telling myself—Ronald’s been right so far, so just relax!

Ronald Hearn, I can’t thank you enough for the tape-recorded messages you sent me which brought me so much comfort and also for your part in helping me create my new life and new paradigm.  Thank you also for your willingness over all these years to do this work which has brought a tremendous amount of healing to people, and thus the world, and has inspired many of us to open our minds wider and further explore the possibilities that the mysteries of our universe offers up to us.