The first thing Alan said to me was that there is a woman who is coming through. She’s telling me she’s proud of you … and you were more like sisters than buddies.

She says she’s not tired anymore. She was so tired near the end of her life and she is telling me she is with her namesake.

By now I’m really in tears. The woman is my best friend, and her namesake is her mother, who passed away when my friend was 28. My best friend died from a very painful land cruel form of cancer two years ago. She was only 46.

It was the day she died that I had promised to cook dinner for her and her husband, because she was so sick.

I never got the chance, and had been grieving her loss terribly. Until I received the message from her.

During the final part of my reading, Alan looked up a bit and informed me that a huge flash of blue light appeared behind me. He said this guy had a really warped sense of humour, he was mischievous and he loved how we reacted to this creative side of him.

He’s telling Alan to say motorcycle, my motorcycle. Oh, and my truck. And that I’d know what this guy is talking about.

He’s also telling Alan to tell me to speak to my Dad, and that he’s got to watch his chest. He’s worried about that and he wants me to tell my Dad to slow down.

Just one year ago, my 44-year-old brother died from an illness that he’d suffered from since his childhood. He suffered so much pain and was miserable here on earth. My brother was asking me to forgive him for cutting me out of his life the last few years he was here. He did not want me to see him in the physical state he was in.

I was so hurt that I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. Alan assured me that by forgiving my brother would help him move forward in his journey on the other side. He said it was the greatest give one can give. Alan told me my brother is happy and is so at peace where he is right now.

My brother’s favourite passion – his only passion – was his Harley Davidson and his custom truck. Both were beautiful, but he could not ride his bike or drive his truck the last few years of his life. Nothing else gave him pleasure.

I told Alan that I have my brother’s bike and he said that my brother says to let it go. Let someone take it and love it as much as he did.

As a final note, two weeks after my reading with Alan, my father came to tell me he was diagnosed with Congestive Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD). I was shocked. Dad has also been diagnosed with sever apnea, a breathing disorder.

My Dad has always been active, plays hockey three times a week, blades five miles a day and is a non-smoker. I could not believe the warning my brother brought just a weeks before.

Alan: You are my gift, and I am glad I found you. I wish you as much love, light and comfort that you gave me the day of my reading. It is a day I will never forget.

Susann H. Vancouver, Canada

Alan had something special when he did readings at Stansted, and because of that I invited him to come to Iceland to do work on behalf of Sáló.

He was in Iceland for two weeks, and did private sittings most days, and a workshop on the first weekend. In the second week, he did a demonstration for about 40 people.

The demonstration began at about 8 PM. A young woman came in and asked if she could stay in the back because she had to leave early. Alan got on a roll right from the start, with many messages through to the participants. He is very persistent to ensure that the receiver of the messages understands and can absolutely relate to what he says. He asks spirit that the messages be precise and if they are not, he moves on. A lot of the people received concrete messages that night and were very happy with them.

Alan came to the young woman late in the demonstration. He said your mother is in spirit. He described her to the young woman, and got a confirmation that it was her mother.

Then, he asked if she had a brother living who had been in a crisis lately. She said yes, and Alan told her that the brother had been on the verge of suicide but she had come in time and stopped him and helped him through this. All of this, the young woman said yes to. Alan delivered a message from her mother, saying that she should continue to help her brother, and how she had done a wonderful job so far, because he was so much happier now and on the right track, just because of her.

Now I ask: How on earth was Alan to know this? He had been in Iceland for the first time in his life, and only for a few days. He had never seen this woman before. She had not come to him for a private sitting.

I spoke to the young woman after the demonstration, and she told me that although she had not planned to come, because she was so busy, but something told her to attend. She forgot that she had intended to leave before the demonstration ended. She was so happy she stayed, as she was worried about her brother.

I spoke to many people that attended Alan’s private sittings and all of them were very happy with the messages they received. Overall he did a great job. We hope and pray Alan will come back and do some more work for Sáló.

Sigridur ‘Siddý’ Jorundsdottir, Reykjavík, Iceland