He showed me a tiger. She had no idea why. Until she did.


Pull up a chair, Reader. I've got a story to tell you.

Not long ago I was facilitating a mediumship gallery event and a father came through for his daughter — let's call her Leah.

He came in strong. The kind of presence that fills the room. He brought through details that left absolutely no question about who he was — how he lived, how he passed, the kind of man he was. Leah was nodding, emotional, recognizing every piece as it landed.

And then, right at the end, he showed me a tiger.

Not a symbol. Not something abstract. A tiger. Clear as day.

I delivered it. Leah looked at me with that look I know well — the one that's part curious, part uncertain, like she was searching her memory for a connection and coming up empty. After everything that had already come through so clearly, this one just... didn't land. Not yet anyway.

She wasn't sure what it meant. And that's okay. That happens. Spirit is patient. They planted the seed and they knew exactly what they were doing.


Later that night, Leah got home and felt this unexplainable pull — you know that feeling, the one that doesn't come from your head — to go through an old box of photographs.

So she did.

And there, tucked inside that box, was a photo she hadn't seen in years. A picture of her and her father when she was just a tiny little girl, visiting a man who had tigers living on his property in Shoto.

She said her whole body lit up. Every hair standing on end.

Holy sh*, she was right.

She couldn't wait to reach out and tell me what she'd found. She even included a picture of that very picture.


And that right there — that is why I do this work.

Spirit never wastes a thought. Not one. Those small details, the ones that leave us momentarily uncertain, the ones that make us tilt our heads and say I'm not sure what that means — those are often the ones that crack everything wide open. Because they require us to dig. To reach back. To pull out the old boxes and the old photos and the old memories.

And sometimes in that digging, we don't just find evidence. We find connection. We find ourselves picking up the phone to call a family member we haven't spoken to in a while, saying hey, do you remember... And suddenly a whole conversation blooms in someone's memory, and that person in spirit? They're right there in the middle of all of it, exactly where they wanted to be.

Spirit loves to get us talking.
They
love to bring us back to each other.


After losing my dad, this truth has never felt more real to me.
More sacred. More necessary.

He has been showing up for me in ways that stop me mid-breath — and knowing what I know, being able to receive it the way I do, has been one of the greatest gifts of my entire spiritual journey. I want that for everyone. I genuinely, deeply want that for you.


Messages & Mocktails We do this event the first Friday of each month!
Friday, June 5th at 6:30pm | Bee's Emporium & Café
Come spend an evening in community where spirit is welcome at the table. Expect evidence, laughter, tears, and the kind of connection that reminds you love never really leaves. This is one of my favorite nights of the month — come see why.


Readings with Heather
Sunday, June 14th | 10am–3pm | Bee's Emporium & Café
Swing by Bee's and register for your time slot. We will take walk-ins as time allows but slots are already filling — so don't wait and assume you'll just show up.

Reading's are $25 for 20 minutes!


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And if any of this is stirring something in you — if you've ever felt like maybe you have a little something extra going on, like you pick up on things, feel things, know things before they happen — I want you to hear this:

Intuition is the doorway into mediumship.

Before we can hear spirit clearly, we have to understand how we receive. How our intuition speaks to us. How to tell the difference between what's ours and what's coming from somewhere else entirely.

That is exactly what we're doing at the You ARE Intuitive Weekend Immersion — July 25th and 26th at SoundSpace USA right here in Manitowoc. This is a must if mediumship is calling you. We start at the beginning, we go deep, and we have a really beautiful time doing it.

You can still grab your ticket at the discounted rate through July 1st — just use the code INTUITION at checkout to save $111.

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And stay tuned — a beginners mediumship workshop is coming this fall. More details soon. 👀


The relationship doesn't end. It just continues differently.

I'll see you around the fire. 🤍

With love,

Hello! I'm Heather LaFond

Guiding women to break through, live their most empowered life, and healing hearts by connecting our world with the otherworldly.

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