A Tribute To A Little Princess Called Victoria Stafford

Victoria almost reminds me of Princess Diana in a way, the blonde hair, wide cheek bones. I could see a similarity of souls while Elton John sings “A Candle In The Wind.”

I somehow feel like were distantly related somehow. My ancestors were MacDonalds and Staffords, but according to my cousin were not related. I think we must be several cousins in line or something because we share the same last names by blood.

As I played the song, I felt a cold wind or spirit around me and I broke out into goose bumps. I said a little prayer for the angels to help us find Tori Stafford and bring her home. To direct someone to her whereabouts.

I keep seeing a ravine and hiking trail with a waterfall when I pray for Tori’s whereabouts. I’ve searched the internet for the word ravine woodstock and it comes up with a mushroom farm in cambridge?

The police and FBI are searching somewhere in Fergus. Are there wild mushrooms growing by a ravine? Is she buried under the earth somewhere near a waterfall? I don’t know what these visions mean and I’ve not shared them with anyone till now.

I’ve had psychic dreams in my past but I never know if it’s a reality or a dream until much later on when things are discovered. I did have a dream about a convict from America’s Most Wanted and I sent them an email and they found a guy. I’m not entirely sure if it was because of my tip or not.

Can our dreams be premonitions? Yes they can. Can Tori Stafford’s spirit speak to someone if she is dead, yes she can. But who will listen to her? She will direct someone with the angels help to find her body. She may even still be alive, who knows, maybe it was staged to make it look like a death and she’s really been sold to someone in the sex trade or something.

Are there child sacrifices going on at this time of year for sadistic rituals of various types of witchcraft? I’m not entirely sure, but these are some of the ideas that have been in my dreams.