Quite frankly, the number of people who think mediums would research possible attendees of a show, and memorise it all, and then recognise those people in the dark audience, with a spot light in their face, is just crazy. Many people have very old photo's as their profile pic or aren't even on SM. And it seems so closed down, to not accept that there could be anything in the world that goes beyond what you have experienced! I mean, I've never been able to do remote viewing, however, people did this during the Cold War. How self important would you have to be to say "well, I can't remote view, so it doesn't exist"?
Anyway, on to my own experience. My Mum was into all of this stuff. She had very accurate readings, long before the internet was invented, might I add. I was a bit sceptical, until she had a reading that mentioned me by name. This was many years ago. My Mum went to the village hall medium night. It was just a drop in event, no registration, no names.
The medium said to my Mum, that she could hear someone calling out the name X (my name). Now, I can't stress enough here, that my name is VERY rare. I guarantee that 90% of people on here, will never have met anyone with my name. It's incredibly old. I was the only person in my High school with this name, and I have met maybe 2 others, in my life. So right off the bat, that's odd. It would have been easier for the Medium to say a popular name, like Sarah or Jane, but no. Anyway, she said that the person coming through wanted to pass on a message, to tell me that that everything is going to be ok. That I would be moving house and meeting a new man and would be very happy. She also said that my Mum was going to come in to the possession of a guitar in a very unusual way and that shortly after that, my Mum would win the lottery.
My Mum rang me when she got home to relay this (we lived 350 miles apart), and she was poo pooing it as rubbish, because I was happily married, and of course the guitar and lottery thing just sounded stupid.
What my Mum didn't know, was that I was NOT happy, and was planning to leave my then husband, and in fact, just that day I had been viewing houses. I had not told another living soul of my plans to divorce. I did indeed go on to leave my husband and move house shortly after that. I then met my current DH, and we are indeed very happy. Moreover, about a year after this reading, my parents were sitting in the garden one night having a late BBQ, and a guitar came flying over the fence and landed squarely on the lawn. They gave it my my son, and we still have it. A short while after that, they won £20k on the lottery.
I've posted about this before on here, and people will tie themselves up in knots trying to offer a rational explanation for this. But there just isn't one, is there?
My Mum also went to a Medium night shortly after losing twins. One lived for 4 days and one lived for 4 months (hereditary disease). This was 1973. The medium came to her immediately, and said "I can see a baby in each arm".
Another time, my Mum & Dad went to a Medium night at a posh hotel. They were sitting at round tables, as there had been a meal before the "show". She had recently lost her sister called Pauline (nickname Polly), and was grieving a lot, and crying most nights. The Medium was crap. Didn't get anything right. Anyway, as they were preparing to leave, and people at the table were putting their coats on, a lady (stranger), who had been sat with them, turned to Mum and said "Well, he was a load of rubbish, wasn't he? He was so vague. I mean, you want a Medium to be specific, and say something like.... I have your sister Polly here, and she wants you to stop crying, she's fine and you know this, you're a believer"
Obviously, Mum took that as her sister finding another way to get through. And I agree. How many Polly's do you know?!
On the flip side, my DD and I went to a psychic night a few months ago, and it was RUBBISH. We also bought tickets with cash and fake names, just in case. There were 5 mediums taking it turns on the stage, and they got nothing right for anyone. It was absolute cringe, and so awkward. You could have heard a pin drop as the people on the stage tried to grasp at straws. So, yes, there are people who are just at it. But every once in a while, I think the real deal exists.