On awakening that sunny spring day in 1996, I had no way of knowing that the course of my life would change in one pivotal moment. Had anyone suggested that my path would lead me to where I am today— working as a hypnotist specializing in past-life regression and the author of a book about spirit communication with early loss babies—I would have vehemently shaken my head in disbelief. No, I was a stay-at-home mother of two young children following a seventeen-year career in the corporate world, not a sharer of deeper truths. Or so I thought. But that day, I heard from my miscarried baby.

How could I have known before then that one of my greatest gifts lay not in carrying my baby but in learning more through his death than through his birth? His loss would cause me, both willingly and unwillingly, to stretch and grow my spiritual beliefs. I struggled with believing that the experiences I had of my baby communicating were real and not a figment of my imagination or a sign of my impending sanity. In the moment, the communication seemed so real...