The first time Elvis Presley came to me was in 2001. I read for a young Singer/Songwriter named Brandon who wasn’t even born when Elvis died and within five minutes of the reading I said to him, “Whoa, I just got the clearest image of Elvis in my mind’s eye.”
Brandon said, “I was raised on Elvis and I was Elvis for Halloween.”
“Well, Elvis is telling me that you have a very morbid and morose attitude about life and that you’re a complete cynic.”
“Yes, I am.” Brandon said proudly.
“And Elvis is telling me that you don’t believe in God or religion or Jesus or any of that.”
“No, I don’t.”
“This is weird but Elvis is telling me that you should pray to him. In fact, he’s singing me the chorus of a song and he wants you to finish it.”
I know it sounds crazy but I literally heard Elvis Presley sing the following in a slow melodic voice with a country/blues feel to it,
I used to pray to God
Never got an answer
Now I pray to Elvis
And I get what I ask for
I pray to Elvis
I pray to Elvis
When I’m feeling blue
And I don’t know
What to do
I pray to Elvis
And . . . the King
Always comes through
Elvis has been around me ever since.
One day in February of 2009, I was taking my dogs for a walk and I was feeling a bit sad and I said to spirit, “You know you guys are always using me to help everybody else. What about me? I need your help sometimes too.”
Ten minutes later, I got home and there was a message on my phone from a party planner asking me if I would do readings for Lisa-Marie Presley’s birthday party. I smiled and said, “Thanks Elvis.” I even read for his little girl at the party. I asked her, “Are you doing some kind of big musical production with your Dad’s songs.”
She said, “No.”
“Really, I keep seeing a big production like a Cirque Du Soleil type of thing with your Dad’s songs.”
I have to admit she looked a bit annoyed and looked at her husband like, “This psychic really sucks.”
But I was vindicated. in December of 2009, Priscilla Presley announced on television that Cirque Du Soleil was doing a big musical production called, “Viva Elvis!”
In October of 2002, I was working for a psychic line and a woman called asking me about a job. She was worried about finances so I kept the call brief and to the point.
“Nancy, I see you writing a book.”
“Yes, that’s my dream, but right now I need to find a real job.”
“Well, in that case, look in the restaurant and hotel industry.”
“That’s funny. My father was in the restaurant business and he always wanted to buy a hotel.”
“Is your father dead?”
“Yes he is.”
“Well, now you know your father is definitely watching over you. That was his milieu and he still has connections. It’s been my experience that people on the other side like to guide their loved ones in the activities that they enjoyed and the places they liked to hang out in while they were on Earth.”
Nancy said, “Yes, my father loved working with the public but that’s not what I want to do though.”
“Yes I know, you want to write a book but you don’t believe in yourself enough yet so in the mean time this would be perfect. It doesn’t really matter because whatever job you get, you will only be there for a short time until you believe in yourself enough to write your book.”
Nancy asked, “Beatrice, what do you see in terms of my book?”
“I just get that it’s spiritual in nature and I see a lot of images.”
“Yes, I’m a photographer and I am getting my first dog. It’s a Pug and I want to write a spiritual book about how everything I learned about life, I learned from my dog.”
“That is a great idea! I love dogs and I always say Dog is God spelled backward.” Then I said to her, “Look Nancy, I know this sounds completely crazy but I have a lot of dead celebrities around me all the time and Elvis has been around me for the last two years and I just heard him say, “Tell her to call it, “The Tao of Pug.””
Then Nancy surprised me by saying, “Oh my god Beatrice, my girlfriend just bought him a yin yang symbol for his collar just a few hours ago and we haven’t even picked up the dog yet.”
“Well, that’s the symbol of the Tao and there’s your cover. How much cooler can you be than to have your book named by Elvis Presley.”
The following day I was driving around Hancock Park and I heard Elvis say, “Go over to Billy Zane’s house. Go over to Billy Zane’s house.” I was just a block away, so, I went to Billy’s house but he wasn’t home. His roommate Matt answered the door and he said, “Bea, you know what . . . I just bought this book for Billy and I just got the hit that I’m supposed to give it to you.”
He hands me the book and it’s called “The Tao of Elvis.”
The Tao of Pug was published two months later by Viking Press!
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