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Angels Brought Him Home 

Witches have their black cats and I have Tigger.  Tigger initially began appearing in dreams to my daughter Georgina and I for several weeks before we got the hint.  At the time we had no intention of buying a kitten but after a local search we found him at the ‘Cat Protection league’ and we knew immediately that this was our new pet.

He settled in really quickly and soon began to sit at my computer when I worked.  Like many pets, he seemed to know when I was upset or unhappy and visa versa.  But with Tigger it seemed different.  It was almost as if I could hear him in my head.

Every morning he would let himself into the bedroom and jump up onto the bed.  ‘…It’s me! …it’s me!’ he announced with great importance.  He loved playing in the garden but I was relieved that he only went as far as next doors garden.  He was a greedy little thing so if I called him he would immediately jump back over the fence and race into the kitchen for his food.

He made us laugh when jumped on top of Lady the dog, before running and hiding. Tigger was hysterical and would tuck himself behind the sofa whist the dog ran around like crazy trying to find him…Tigger would shoot out, race out of the room and sneak back in again when Lady wasn’t looking, bat her on the tail and jump up onto a high ledge where Lady couldn’t reach.  Tigger was in charge of FUN in our house!

One day I picked him up and held him closely to my head.  My husband John walked in the room and fell about laughing.  ‘What on earth are you doing?’ he giggled.

‘I’m listening to him purr!’ I grinned back, and for the first time I could actually hear him.  As I snuggled Tigger in close a wave of love for this small furry bundle flooded through me.  ‘…What on earth would I do if I lost you?’ I whispered and a sudden wave of nausea hit me.  I quickly brushed my thoughts to one side.  That couldn’t possibly happen…

Later on that evening, after a really hot day, Tigger asked to go out and play and even though I never let him out at night, I thought, ‘what the heck, I’m going outside to potter about anyway.’ 

Later when I went in the house he didn’t appear and by midnight he still hadn’t returned, so I reluctantly went to bed.

But Tigger didn’t come back, and I couldn’t sleep.  I could hear Tigger calling me in my head.  ‘Come and get me…come and find me…’ He was lost and frightened and the anguish was desperate.  I had a flashback to the moment I held him earlier in the day.  Could it have been a premonition?

The next morning, when I met up with my sister I was in floods of tears.

 ‘You’re being a little premature aren’t you?’ she teased me!  He’s not been gone a whole day yet.’

But the whole of my insides ached and I explained to her how I could hear him in my head.  ‘I think he is trapped in somewhere’, I explained.

The next day I e-mailed an animal psychic friend.  Holly was a great listener but wasn’t able to pick up anything at first.  ‘But he’s still alive’ she said.  I knew it!  It made me feel better.

That night I tossed and turned.  I knew that Tigger was trapped and frightened.  I could feel him digging and scratching and I knew he was hungry.  Holly telephoned me, ‘I can hear him Jacky, he saying ‘…I want my mum’, and he’s trapped in a single story building.’

Holly gave me details of a house near a property with lots of other cats, ‘There’s a white fluffy cat, and Tigger says that this cat knows where I am’.

I knew where this house was! The house with all the cats did have a beautiful white cat with long fluffy hair – and it was a bungalow alongside several others!  I started knocking on doors and posting leaflets with Tigger’s picture on though every letter box.  People were really kind and I struggled to hold back the tears.

But I couldn’t find him and he didn’t come back the next night or the next and every night I could hear him in my head.  He was getting more and more distressed.  I felt like he was asking me, ‘…why can’t you find me?  Come and get me?’  One night it got so bad that I poured myself a glass of wine, and then another.  I drank the whole bottle and cried and cried.  Eventually I just went to bed.  I was in danger of opening another and felt it was safer to just go to sleep.

The next morning I looked awful and my family were getting worried about me.  I struggled to concentrate, and I worried that I might be getting depressed.  By the end of the second week his voice become weak.  The heat every day was unbearable and I wondered how it would be possible for any living thing to survive shut away without access to food or water so when the thunder came I was both worried and elated.  Perhaps if he was shut up in a garage, the thrashing rain would be able to seep through a roof or under a door.  Perhaps he would be able to get a drink?

By the third week, everything went silent.  My connection to him seemed completely lost, and for the briefest moment I feared the worst.  It was then that I remembered that my job is to teach people about angels.  Why had I not asked the angels to help me?  It was as if I had completely forgotten them!

That night I placed a clear quartz crystal under my pillow and wrote the angels a note in my angel journal which I keep by the bed.  ‘Please angels show me where Tigger is so that I can bring him home’.

That night I had my first dream.  It was faint but I saw him by a local school about a mile away from my home.  He was sitting under a tree.  The next night he appeared to be in the same road, but this time he was sitting on a driveway waiting for me and when I called him he came right back to me and jumped into my arms!  ‘He’s alive!’  I thought to myself, just before I woke up.  But try as I might, I couldn’t find him.

Posters now filled every lampost and I received regular telephone calls from people who thought they had seen him.  I knew he must be circling round and getting closer to the house.  He kept showing me where he was in dreams but although the picture was clear, I didn’t know where he meant.

Then one night my other sister telephoned me. My brother-in-law had dreamt about Tigger too!  ‘…He’s walking home across the fields with a fox’.  ‘He’s been on a great adventure!  She laughed!  This was getting very strange!

That night I wrote another note in my journal.  ‘Please angels bring him home safe and sound because we miss him and love him so much.’  If I couldn’t get to Tigger, perhaps they could bring him to me?  That night I had another dream and it was my clearest so far.  A ‘man’ drove up to the house in a small car and he had two cats in his arms.  One of them was clearly Tigger and he handed him to me before driving off to deliver the other cat to another worried owner.  They had it all in hand and I knew I could relax at last.

‘Tigger is coming home,’ I said confidently the next morning.
I couldn’t believe it when my daughter came down for breakfast in the morning. 

‘Mum, I dreamt about Tigger last night.  I heard the doorbell and walked down the stairs and someone was at the door and had Tigger.  He is going to be very small!’ she said!  ‘But he’s coming home!’

Two dreams almost exactly the same!  Co-incidence?  I doubted it! 

We met up with friends for a meal on the Saturday night and we were sitting in the restaurant swapping cat stories.  I’d just told my friend Jane that Tigger was being brought home by the angels when the mobile phone rang.

It was a woman’s voice on the end of the phone, ‘Hello, I’ve found your cat.  Can someone come and get him?’

Even though I knew he was coming home I was still stunned, and immediately burst into tears again!  We were miles from home, and away overnight!  I had to make a few frantic calls to arrange for someone to collect him on my behalf and after the event finished the following day we rushed home.

The family were visiting their new home in our village for the weekend and had found Tigger cowering under their cherry tree.  After they had fed him they asked around the locals to see if anyone had lost a cat and found my poster our local store.  Do you know what was really strange?  They had a cat of their own…and he was also called Tigger! 

Tigger was skinny as a rake but after eating five times a day for a week he made a dramatic recovery.  I know he had been locked in somewhere but I couldn’t prove it.

Since he returned he’s done little but eat, sleep and purr. Oh and that purr?  It’s a lot louder these days.  Luckily he’s not really interested in going out now but I know the angels will look after him for me!
JACKY NEWCOMB BIO

Jacky Newcomb, aka ‘The Angel Lady’ is the Sunday Times best selling author of ‘An Angel Saved My Life’ and ‘An Angel By My Hand’. She is a regular guest on radio and TV shows such as ‘This Morning’ and ‘LK Today’ (The Lorraine Kelly Show), and is often featured in the national press. She has published hundreds of articles on paranormal subjects. For more information about Jacky, her work and her best selling books visit www.JackyNewcomb.com

 

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A Special Whistle

When my brother passed last year, we were all devastated. We were all very close, my sister, he and I. He being the big brother, he always watched over us and took care of us. He also had a special whistle he used for when we got separated in a crowd.. we would hear his whistle and know exactly where he was, and find him. About 2 months after he passed, I was at my computer. My TV had been on, but I muted it because there was an annoying commercial on. Then, clear as a bell, I heard my brothers special whistle! I was so stunned, I got up and looked for him, calling his name. I never heard anything more, and I was sad. Does this mean he was letting us know he is ok? I wish he would let me talk to him, but I guess I  will have to settle for his special whistle !!  
In memory of "Froggy".. from his sister Linda

 

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HEAVEN

 

I am an intuitive, and wish to talk about my experiences with heaven. 
Over the course of my life, heaven has been shown to me on numerous occasions.  It might be that I only see, hear, and feel a minute portion of what heaven is truly like.  But I wanted to write of my experiences anyway.

I wanted to talk about three specific instances.  The first involved the passing of my Dad.  On an early July afternoon way back in '79, he had a fatal car accident. He did survive for four or five hours after the accident. 
Long enough for us to get to the hospital to see him for the last time. In the hospital, he was almost totally unconscious, but his eyelids kept moving.  I know he was trying to say goodbye.

I was rushed into the waiting room.  It was during that time that he passed over. In the waiting room, I suddenly started seeing brilliant colors.  These colors were not in the waiting room itself.  They were coming from another dimension of life- heaven.   Along with the beautiful colors was incredible music.  It is truly what a person would imagine heavenly music to sound like.  It was soft, beautiful, almost "new age" sounding.  I could hear each individual note.  The notes seemed to float ever so softly in the air.  Along with the colors and music was a wonderful feeling of going home.  There was so much joy and happiness it can not be expressed in words.  Passed over loved ones were in heaven waiting to greet my Dad as he arrived home.  What joy beyond words!

One other experience I wanted to talk about was the passing of a beloved friend.
Eighteen months before she passed over, I went to her house to see her.  She was resting in a recliner in the other room, so I never did get to visit with her.  However, as her husband was saying goodbye to me at the front door, I looked into the room where she was and "saw" heaven with my sixth sense. 

As I saw heaven, I was told through Clair cognizance that heaven was "close by" her.  That didn't mean she was going to pass over within days, it simply meant that heaven was in her not too distant future.  She did live for another eighteen months after I saw this.

How do I describe what I saw?  It is difficult, but I will try.  In my world as an intuitive, the senses tend to blend together.  It is possible to "feel" the colors and "see" the joy. 

The veil that separates us from heaven is very thin.  I have come to a personal conclusion that heaven is another dimension that is only slightly above ours and is superimposed on top of us.
With the experience of this particular lady, I saw no people.  But I did see a landscape that was very similar to that of earth.  However, there was a HUGE difference between earth and heaven. In heaven, everything looked perfect. The grass, trees, flowers, everything had a pristine beauty that could never be matched on earth.  With this pristine beauty was a joy and happiness beyond anything we know here.  It is God's light shining every so brightly! Everything that I saw radiated this joy and happiness. Every plant, tree, even the air was filled with the love and warmth of God.

The final experience I wish to share with you happened when I was a very young man of around 18.  Spiritual communication has been a part of my life.  At that young age, I suddenly "felt" that there was an important message from my spiritual friends and loved ones. It seemed so urgent, but I didn't know what the message was.

I had been having some sort of ear problem, and suddenly felt the urge to stop at an ear doctor to have the ear checked.  As he had me laying back in the reclining chair, he put a light into the ear.  Well, for some reason
that light made me pass out. 

The moment I passed out, I looked several feet above my head and there were a group of 6 or 8 spirit people standing in a circle around me looking down at me. I thought, who in the world are these people? 

However, instantly my spiritual body was lifted up and I stood there with these people.  The moment I arrived there,
I had instant recognition of these people. They were so happy to see me.  The thing I noticed is that the happiness and joy never stopped.  They had pure, unconditional love for me.  Not for one moment was there any sadness, bitterness, envy, or anything negative.  Everything was perfect and joyful.  I knew I was in heaven.

The thing I became very aware of is that "they were people".  They weren't some foggy mist floating around or some other such thing.  They were simply spiritual people with a body.  Some were male, some female.  Some were taller, some shorter, some heavier, some thinner.  Just like on earth.  Except one incredible difference.
Their bodies seemed perfect.  The complexions were vibrant, there were no wrinkles.   And the continuous love that was with each person was eternal. 

We talked and talked for what seemed tobe quite a long time.  When I came to in the doctors office, I asked how long I had passed out.  He said a few seconds. Time seems to be eternal in heaven.  There really is no time as we know it.  Everything seems to be "in the moment".

I hope these experiences that I have written about help you in some way.
I truly believe that when our earthly mission here on earth is over with, and it is our time to "go", that there is
something so wonderful and so magnificent waiting for us - HEAVEN.

God's blessings to all of you.

John
 

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April  29, 1992

        This experience happened in the Spring of 1992.  The end of April is always a nice time of year.  Where I live, the days are warm, but the nights are still pleasantly cool.

It was about 8 or 9 p.m. the evening of April 28.  Suddenly I remembered that a couple of outside plant pots badly needed water.  I thought at the time it's not that late, I'll go out and give them a quick shot of water.

I have written other true stories for this web site.  If you have read some of them, you will know that I am at times clairvoyant, clairaudient, and clairsentient.

That evening I opened up the door to go outside.  Instantly, I was shocked at what I saw with my sixth sense.  Travelling over my house was a huge cloud of negative energy.
It was dark outside- the sun had gone down, and yet I could "see" this foreboding cloud.  I felt the cloud was about 20 miles wide and 30 miles long.  It was moving from a Northwest to a Southeast direction at maybe 25 miles per hour.
 
You may ask how I knew the size and speed of the cloud.  For one thing, the dark cloud was so low that much of the night sky was gone and in it's place was this cloud.  I could sense the size as 20 miles by 30 miles.  It was huge!  As to the speed, I could see it moving.  It looked like it was moving slowly.  However, I also seemed to
clairsentiently know the speed.

I never did get outside to water the pots. The energy was so negative, there was no way I was going outside in that.  I had never experienced such a negative force before.  Fortunately, the cloud did not settle where I live, it was simply moving overhead to the Southeast.

I live in Northern California, about 450 miles Northwest of the city of Los Angeles.
The following evenings, I watched t.v. as more and more violence started spreading across Los Angeles.  For three days. the 1992 Los Angeles riots, also known as the Rodney King riots, took a terrible toll on  that city.
 
The first uprisings started about 5 or 6 p.m. on April 29.  It was the evening before that I had experienced such a negative energy overhead.  At around 25 miles per hour, I calculated it would have taken 18 or 20 hours for it to have reached Los Angeles, close to the same time as the violence started.

The moment I saw the terrible violence on t.v., I said to myself "at least now I know where the incredibly negative cloud settled." Los Angeles.

Could the riots have been prevented by prayer and positive thought?  I do firmly believe that prayer can work miracles. The 1992 riots in that city are now history.
We can't change that.  But we can pray for the present and the future of this earth and it's people.
John

 

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Hello Dad   

My Dad went to God's wonderful home many years ago during the Summer of '79 It was a difficult transition for our family, especially my Mom.  My parents had been blessed with a close to perfect marriage.
So his passing was especially difficult for her.

A few months after his passing I decided to take her out for dinner with another couple.  I felt possibly the joy of a nice evening out might lift her depressed spirit. It was a pleasant evening, with laughter, good food, and good friends.

Driving her home that evening for some reason I turned around and looked in the back seat of the car.  There was Dad! He was sitting on the passenger side of the rear seat.  I looked at him and smiled, and he returned the smile.  Physically he appeared similar as he had been in his later years.  He was older, smoking a pipe, and
wearing a favorite blue suit and colorful shirt.  The only difference I noticed was that although he appeared older, he had no wrinkles in his face, and his senses seemed much sharper and wiser. 
When I smiled at him, it's as if he knew I could see him while others might not be able to.

Mom knew I had been quite psychic my entire life, but for some reason I did not mention what I saw to her.  It just felt like it was not the time to be talking about a visitation from heaven.  She was missing her husband dearly, and to say, "look, he's in the back seat!" would be too shocking for her at the time.

When I got her home, we walked in and I "felt" my Dad still with us.  I no longer saw him, but knew he walked in the house with us.  I went to the kitchen sink for a drink of water.  Dad walked up to me and said "I have to go". I sensed him going around the corner into the next room and he was gone in an instant.  When he spoke to me, his voice sounded much younger than his later years on earth.
 
Many years later I was alone putting flowers on his grave.  There was a red rose laying on the ground.  I don't know where it had come from.  When I looked at it, Dad spoke to me clairaudiently.  He said, "give this to her, and tell her I love her".
How did I know it was my Dad speaking? I don't really know, but when I hear a familiar spirit talking, I immediately know who is speaking.  I guess you could say on a spiritual level we are much wiser and our senses are much keener.

I went home and gave the one red rose to my Mom.  Very casually I gave her the message.  I don't think she said anything. She looked at me with a slightly puzzled look and took the rose from my hand.
 
 February 28, 2006 my beloved Mom went to be with her God, her loved ones, and her beloved husband.  About eight months after her passing, I saw both of them while in sleep.  I opened a door, and there was Mom.  She was so happy, so joyful words can't describe it.  She was youthful, vibrant, and in her prime.  She telepathically spoke to me and said, "look who's here!".  I looked behind her, and there was my Dad!
 
Instantly I broke out in tears of joy. He was just like her- youthful, vibrant, and in his prime.  In fact, he had bushy brown hair  which is something he only had on earth at a very young age.

While I was expressing my joy with a "shower of tears", he also had tears of joy, but unlike me he had just one tear in each eye.  He had his head tilted down at a slight angle which gave the appearance of humbleness and praise.

He never spoke telepathically, but he didn't have to.  I could feel his feelings. He was so thrilled that his beloved wife was with him in heaven.  He had waited many years for that reunion.  But he was also eternally thankful that I watched out for her while she was on earth.  I felt that is why his head was tilted slightly down-
he was showing great gratitude for me. 
    
They are now reunited together in heaven.  And I have no doubt that they are helping and guiding me-supporting
me in any way they can until it is also my time to join my passed over loved ones in God's wonderful home.

John
 

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My Healing Experience

 

I had been suffering with bad migraine headaches for years before I finally decided to try some healing. I had never had healing before so wasn’t sure what to expect and was a little nervous

I was soon laid on her healing couch relaxing, (nearly falling asleep but aware of all that was going on) all of a sudden I felt someone touch my hand!.  I know it wasn't the healer because she was at my feet. 

I kept calm and ignored it, thinking it was my imagination running wild.
However, a few minutes later it happened again as if someone was holding my hand and I felt a warm loving feeling was all around me.
I opened my eyes and I saw the most beautiful wings on the woman healing me, her wings was spread wide open and was every colour of the rainbow you could have imagined,

I looked at her face and she looked like a native American Indian lady. She had long dark brown hair all the way down her back, and when I looked at her face, I noticed she was crying but also smiling!

 I didn't understand this.  But then all of a sudden I some how knew she was crying my pain and suffering away with her tears into what looked like a stream,  
She was glowing like a star!  I couldn't believe my eyes. I was nearly in tears seeing this because it was lovely, a once in a lifetime opportunity.

But that wasn't the only thing I saw

I look to my side where I felt someone holding my hand and saw my great grandma who had died about 11 years ago. She was looking down at me, smiling in a way only grandmas can.

She looked so well and at peace. I didn't know what to do but then my grandma spoke and said in a loving voice," relax and this is your time to let things go, your in safe hands and I’m always around you but I think you already know that".

My eyes they overflowed with tears running down and I was so happy,  happy to know she was ok but most of all to know she was going to be around me all the time.

I have had healing lots of times since but that  was the best healing I’ve ever had in my life,  it felt so warm and loving and so very peaceful.

I hardly ever get headaches these days and would highly recommend anyone who hasn't tried healing before to give it a try,  it helps a great deal.

For me, It felt like someone lifted a huge heavy weight of my shoulders.

The healer involved wouldn’t let me print her name but
You know who you are………
So I thank you from the bottom of my heart….

Kristal Sherwood  

 

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The Christmas Gift

    
     I lost my beloved Mom last year.  She went to God's home.  It had been a long illness process, but finally she was free from her earthly life and was able to be with her passed over loved ones and her God.

The Christmas Season came and I was feeling the full effects of the first Christmas without her.  As most of us have experienced, that first Christmas Season without our loved one is so difficult there really are no words to express it.

It was a few short weeks until Christmas Day, and I was sitting in an overstuffed recliner staring at the Santa doll on the fireplace hearth.  My sadness was overwhelming.  I knew she was in a wonderful place, but I still missed her very much.

As I sat staring at the Santa doll, spirit spoke to me and said "wait until Christmas". At the time I wondered what that message meant.

Christmas Eve came.  I went to church thinking that might help.  Church was comforting- feeling God's love radiate through my body.  However, when the service was over and I walked out into the cold, damp air, I once again felt that terrible feeling of emptiness for my loved one.

I was invited to my brother's house for Christmas Day.  He lives about 125 miles from me, and I just was not feeling well enough for the travel.  They were going on a trip a few days after Christmas, so I called them and said "Why don't you come here for Christmas dinner?  We will have a Christmas dinner two days late."  They said that was fine.

It was Christmas night and I was excited about their coming for a meal.  I wanted to start planning the meal, and started setting the table that night, so I could then start with the dinner menu. 

It was now Christmas Day night, and I still didn't know what spirit meant when two week earlier they said "wait until Christmas."  However, I was soon to find out what they meant.

I was busy setting the table- putting out bone china, sterling, fine linens- all in an effort to try and have a nice Christmas diner for my brother and his wife.  This was the first time during the Christmas Season that I felt alive and more at peace.

Suddenly, I happened to look at the dinner table about fifteen feet from me, and there I saw Mom!  I have been a clairvoyant my entire life, and I was seeing her with my sixth sense.  She only stayed for several seconds.  She didn't look at me, but was instead standing looking down at the dinner table.

She had been a fine hostess her entire life, and truly enjoyed entertaining.  While she was standing at the table, I got the feeling she came to admire the table and give a "stamp of approval" on my efforts in trying to have a nicely set table.

I was thrilled to see her.  Here it was Christmas Day night, and she appeared for several brief seconds!  I can't tell you what she was wearing because her entire body was glowing.  All I really noticed were the beautiful colors radiating from and around her.  I am also a clairsentient and I could "feel" the colors.  They radiated a joy and
happiness far beyond this earthly life.  She was radiating her new heavenly body. What a glorious sight to behold!

Once again spirit was right.  Two weeks before Christmas, they told me "wait until Christmas".  The joy of seeing and "feeling" her new heavenly body stayed with me  for many days.  It was truly the greatest Christmas gift anyone could give me, and I thank her for coming and sharing Christmas with me.

John
 

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Statue of Mary

A few years back, on a dull cold wet winters day a lady walked through my door wanting some healing, Apart from the fact she was coughing constantly, she looked fine!.

Because of the cough she couldn’t talk to me much, to explain why she was there but it didn’t really matter so I told her not to worry about it and said I would talk to her later.

Opening with a prayer as always, The rain had stopped and the room was instantly filled with sunshine and warmth, I immediately became aware of a strong smell of roses and a grandmotherly type figure from spirit joining us in the room, she was so full of love and compassion for this lady and looked so sweet and yet strong at the same time!  I noticed also that she was holding a yellow rose.
She had come to be with this lady laying there in front of me, and simply ask me to tell her not to worry! and with that was gone, yet the smell remained.

As I started the healing,
I thought to myself it must have been the ladies grand mother but decided to say nothing at that moment in time because the minute the lady in spirit appeared the cough stopped and she was deeply relaxed.

Great I thought, at least now she can get the full benefit of the healing,
I just carried on with the healing as normal.

I came to the end and closed in prayer as always with any healing, As I waited for her to open her eyes.
I became aware of the ladies father form spirit joining us in the room ( I don’t know how to explain how I knew it was him, I just did! ) he was holding a young child and also had a message for her - he too wanted me to tell her he loved her and not to worry about anything and that he would be there for her!.

Well the healing was over and the cough had stayed away the whole way through.
The lady commented on how relaxed she felt and said that she felt like she was being wrapped in love! she sat up and had a sip of water she looked around the room commenting at the same time on the lovely smell of roses she could smell, and was surprised to find there wasn’t any in the room!

 So I started to tell her of her visitors.

First about the grandmotherly type lady and what she had said and also about her father, the child he had with him and the message he had for her.

With that, her eyes widened and the tears started to roll down her face As she cried between the sobs she was also thanking me and saying don’t worry these are tears of happiness!!

When she had composed herself a little, she explained this to me.

She had just found out a few days earlier she had cancer and worse still there was nothing they could do for her because it was so far gone.

She had less than six months to live.

Needless to say she was shocked to say the least and more than a little worried not just for herself but for her two young children…

She went on to tell me that before she had left home that day she stopped in front of a statue of the Virgin Mary she has in her hallway and prayed,  (This particular statue of Mary was holding a yellow rose.)

Also her father had been so close to her in life and she always turned to him whenever she was worried or had problems, and being the loving devoted father he was, he always seemed to know what to do to make things right.
That morning, she had been laying on her bed crying and wishing her dad was there to help her through this and she had also been wondering if she would when the time came, get to see the child she had lost some years earlier. "it would seem this is the child he had with him"

So both the messages from spirit was an answer to her prayers and touched her very deeply.

          The cancer was so bad in her throat that the cough would normally just get worse and worse right to the end, Yet! She never did cough again and passed away some months later content in the knowledge her dad was going to be there waiting to take her home when the moment arrived.
Star

 

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High Water
    

Several weeks before the devastating Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans and surrounding areas of the United States, I had a couple of unusual experiences.

My entire life, I have tended to "pick up" feelings regarding future events. 
The feeling may concern family, friends, myself, or in this case many, many people.

I was going about my usual daily routine several weeks before Katrina hit when I suddenly felt an extreme urgency.  I knew it had to do with some part of the United States, but at the time I was involved in some stress with personal matters, and did not take the time to think further about the exact location.

With this extreme urgent feeling, I said to myself, "stock up on food and water, there might not be gas or a way to move from place to place".   The feeling continued for numerous days.  I continued to think "stock up on food and water".   I really didn't know what to think, I wondered if I should stock up on food and water.  However, somehow I knew it really didn't apply to me (I live on the West Coast of the United States).

One day after thinking these thoughts, I was working in the kitchen and looked towards one wall and "saw" high water with my mind's eye. 

At the time, I did not connect the feelings of extreme urgency to stock up on food and water with the vision of high water up the wall of the house.  It was only after the hurricane hit, that I realized what both meant. After Katrina, I could link these two psychic events together.

Hurricane Katrina was a terrible tragedy for New Orleans and the surrounding Gulf coastal area. 
We should remember the people living in those areas in our thoughts and prayers.
 John

 

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SPIRIT HELPS
 

This short story goes back to when I was a baby (that is going back way too many years!).  I don't know exactly how old I was, but I know I was very, very tiny and not walking or talking.
 
Just like most people, my conscious memory was becoming developed by the age of five. 
At the early age of between birth and two I have no conscious memory except for one incident.

For a few brief moments, that incident brought my consciousness alive.  It would be years yet before my memory was developed to remember other things.

Apparently it was afternoon nap time. Out of the blue, a spirit man walked by my crib and said, "There is a fire, I'm going to get help".  He spoke to me in English. I was a baby, so how could I understand
English?  But I did.  And when he spoke telepathically to me, it was as if I were a fully developed spirit in a tiny little body.
 
After he passed by, my consciousness was stirred.  I was laying on my back, and could not move very well.  In fact, it wasa little hard to see him go by because it was hard to turn my neck to see him.
After he spoke  (without turning my head) I looked at my immediate surroundings.  The room seemed so dark
and dismal.  The shades were down for naptime.   Where were all the bright colors?

Later in life, I asked Mom if there had been a fire.  She said yes.  I was alone at the time with a babysitter.  The babysitter called the fire department.  A firetruck came and put out the small fire.

That is the only thing I remember about that early age.  I can't consciously remember my parents, the
babysitter, the firemen, anything.  But I remember spirit coming to help me.  I believe at that time in my life I was actually very familiar with spirt.  I had not yet learned "earth life".

To this day, whenever I look at a tiny baby, I think of what I believe is a fully developed spirit that resides within that little body.  I know spirit is alway watching over us.
 John
 
 

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The Healing
    
    

Last Summer I had been to the accountant's office, and came home very disturbed.  I felt a negative energy
around me.  I was so disturbed about it that I mentioned it to a friend while talking on the phone.  I said, "something bad is going to happen, and it's directed toward me".  I told her it was directed toward me because I didn't want to frighten her thinking it would happen to her.

Please know that I am very aware of putting God's protection around me. This, however, was something that WAS going to happen even with God's protection.  I could not stop it in any way.

The following day I was taking out a large bush with a small electric chain saw.
I was very aware of the premonition, and was being extremely careful with the chain saw.  Suddenly, I started praying with extreme urgency.  I was even praying out loud, which is something I very seldom do.
I prayed, "God help me, God protect me, God be with me".  I prayed this over and over and over for about fifteen minutes.  The negativity was right on top of me, and I didn't know what else to do except ask for God's help.

I went back to work on the shrub, and that's when it happened.  The chain saw was off, but I tripped on a branch, and my leg landed hard on the teeth of the blade. 
The accident had taken a small chunk of skin off my leg.   After it happened, I thought of how much worse it would have been if I had not been praying!!

I went and got a tetanus shot.  The wound was a little slow to heal, but eventually it did heal.  However, a terrible rash developed where the wound had been. It spread and was covering an area the size of a silver dollar.  Pinpoint blisters would open- the itch and pain was terrible.  And it went on for weeks.  Maybe I should have
gone to the doctor, but I can not tolerate any medications- and didn't want the side effects of the drugs.

I had read in a book on angels that if you really want something done, ask one of God's archangels to help you.  So I did this. 

Immediately I felt strength and authority coming from outside of me.  I am not sure how many days passed, but
one day I got so excited.  I am going to be healed.  I was so thrilled I called a friend (he is one of the few personal friends that knows I'm an intuitive) and said "I'm going to be healed!!".  I was floating on a cloud with joy.

A few days after that I received three wrong phone calls in a row over a period of two days.  One was from a doctor, another from a doctor's office, another from an employee health care office.  They all had my phone number, but  they were all asking for a different person.  All three were wrong phone calls.  I told my friend
and he said regarding one of the phone calls- "How did that doctor have your number?  You have never been to him?" I didn't tell him but I knew spirit was letting me know my leg would be healed.

Within two weeks after those calls, that terrible rash on my leg was gone.  I was healed, just as I knew I would be.  And I have spirit to thank.  I feel they conducted a healing on a spiritual level which transcended down to my physical body.

Thank you God, and thank you spirit.
John
  

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Raphael

my name is Angela, and I have just glanced over your exciting and inspiring site I was reading about angels. I have just this week had a very moving experience, my brother passed to spirit after committing suicide. I am heart broken and distraught with grief. I do believe in angels but have no personal experience of any happenings as such but I have a small pack of angel inspiration cards and the other night while lying in bed crying and praying I asked that the angels guide me I drew one card at random and it was the angel Raphael I thought how appropriate, thanked him and asked please that he would take care of my little brother, and help heal our family, I asked please if you can hear me please can you give me some kind of physical sign, anyway I fell asleep, and next day went to work  decided to leave work early as  was an emotional wreck. I was going to go home and changed my mind instead I went to our local bookstore and chose three books at random I sat down and started to read through them, anyway I stayed there for about 2 hours reading in the peace and quite suddenly  became very agitated and decided I had read enough of the books and reached round for my coat and there on my lap was a tiny white feather, well I did exclaim aloud I thanked them for this sign as I did not have any feather clothing in my home I don't have duvet pillows ect., made from down or feathers I just know this is a sign and it has given me hope and up liftment so for anyone out there who is in need please ask and you will be shown a sign of some sort. without a doubt. but always remember to thank the angels may God bless you for your sight and allowing me to tell others my story. Love and light

Angela

 

My Father in Law 

I am writing this letter because I am very disturbed about 2 things that happened yesterday, My Father in law had been in the hospital for a couple weeks waiting for an simple procedure called angioplasty to open a clogged artery in his heart. He was feeling fine and nobody was worried he would have been home in the next two days. The night before the surgery my mother in law called our house at 3.30 am and said  he had taken a turn for the worst and that the children should come in. My wife left and I stayed with the children. I felt very close to him because he had been more of a father to me than my own. I am not religious man but I lay in bed for a while taking to him sending my love and telling him that his daughter loved him very much and had forgiven him for things he had done many years ago. My mother in law called back telling me he had bleeding in the brain and was on life support and that he would die tonight. I fell asleep for a short time but was awakened by a strong strange smell. It was a smell of baking pies and smoke mixed together it was strong enough to get me out of bed to look around for something burning. I then laid down again wondering what it was, then I heard an unfamiliar sound outside the house it was an owl hooting? An owl I thought what was that doing down hear , we have a few trees around but certainly not an attractive area for owls especially since I had never heard them around before. I believe he came to see me or his grandchildren or whoever .When I searched on google.com for ghosts and smells and owls and death all this became clear as day.  
Adam

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The Attic

My husband and I moved out of WI several years ago. but I  go up there several times a year to visit.  One of the people that I occasionally stay with is a former co-worker of mine.  She lives in a 60 + year old house, with a finished attic.  
The first time that I stayed at her house she had me sleep on a futon in the attic.  In the middle of the night I woke up because I felt someone poking me.  I opened my eyes and saw a little old man bent over me.  He straightend up, turned and started walking away, then  disappeared.   The next morning I asked my friend if she knew who had lived in her house before her.  She had no idea.  I told her about the little old man and she laughed.    Several months later, on my way through her town, I stopped by her house to say hi.  Her sister, who had recently moved to WI from another state and had been staying at my friends house while she looked for a place of her own, was also there.  Her sister told me that she had been up in the attic, in the bathroom, alone in the house while everyone else was at work when she heard a man's voice right behind her say "Hello?"  Affirmation.   We figure that this man poked me to see if I  was real.  I no longer sleep in her attic.
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Goosebumps

We moved into our house in May of this year (2002).  Until about three months ago, everything had been "normal."  Then one day my husband had taken my three children to the park and I was sitting on the couch enjoying the quiet.  Suddenly I felt as if someone had walked behind the couch, which would have been behind me because the couch is in a "L" shape in the living room.  I could have sworn I saw the shadow of someone out of the corner of my eye, but when I looked no one was there.  Some days later, my two year old and I were sitting on the couch watching cartoons when we heard a toy start playing in the bathroom.  It's a star that plays music while you brush your teeth.  I thought maybe the batteries were going dead, but a few minutes later some trucks in the bedroom started going off.  I didn't know what to think, but blew it off.  Days went by and nothing was unusual until again one day I was home alone and I got the same feeling that someone walked behind me and again I could have sworn I saw a shadow, but I knew no one was home.  Since that day, I've had that experience a few other times, including last night, which brings me to today.  I was on the computer in the bedroom and my two year old was in the living room watching t.v., when all of a sudden he came running into the room yelling he was scared.  I thought he saw something on t.v. so I went to see what he ad seen.  As soon as we walk into the living room he starts pointing to my daughters room and says "In there."  I asked him "What's in there?  What do you see?"  And he would just shrug his shoulders and say "I don't know."  He then wanted me to close the bedroom door.  This is the same room that my dog, a lab/mastiff  mix, will stand at the doorway and bark into the bedroom.  Also, one night I was making my rounds before bed, checking on the kids, and when I walked into my sons room my cat, who doesn't even meow unless she's hungry, was looking past me towards the hallway and started hissing over and over again.  I was telling my neighbor all of this and her son heard the conversation.  He said he knew there was a ghost here because he use to play with the boy who lived here before, and the morning after they had painted his bedroom there were marks on the wall like someone had run their fingers through the paint before it had dried.  The people here before also complained of animals acting strange and barking at the bedroom.  Now, it doesn't scare me, just a little freaky.  Well, so far I haven't been afraid.  Today, though, when I finally got curious enough to get on the computer and find out about why there would be a ghost here, and I typed in "how to call ghosts", my computer shut off just like I had reached down and pushed the button myself.  That put a little scare into me.  Maybe it was just a coincidence, I don't know.  I don't feel threatened if this is a ghost, but wondered if I should leave it alone or tell it to leave?  Maybe you can tell me if I'm just freaking myself out or overreacting?  Also, I can almost know when something is going to happen because I will get Goosebumps or a feeling of panic or nausea.  Kind of like when you're walking through a carnival haunted house and you now something is going to happen, you just don't know what or when, if that makes any sense.  I think the thing that freaks me out the most is that feeling of someone being behind me.  Not just standing, but walking from one side to the other.  The feeling is so strong.  

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Uncle Tom 

When I was younger I used to tell my best friend things before they happened, I would tell her something then it would happen in real life, I also used to warn her without knowing it one night I told her as we were walking home not to go through the alley way but we were so close to my street I thought why not it's only one alley. so we went down it and a car came shooting down it and nearly ran us over. A few months before that we got a hamster and put it into a big cage I had a strange feeling so I asked her to put it back in the cage it was in before, she didn't and it turned out that the door on the cage was loose,  the hamster escaped and one of her cats got it. There were other incidents but at the moment I can't remember when I do I'll let you know. Things also used to move around in my bedroom on their own-I'm still not sure to this day whether or not it was me as it always happened when I was around. Me and my sister Karen think it is our uncle letting us know that he is here looking after us as it happens at certain times it also happened recently and I've just been through a bad patch so it's all connected, do you really think there is no such thing as coincidence as I have had a lot of them we take our uncles spirit as a bit of fun as we even have a nickname for him I can not remember how it came about but we call him Tom. we always say when something moves on it's own, Tom did it. my nana used to say he haunted her and when she moved that's when it started in our house mostly in mine and Karen's bedroom and the kitchen. I was never afraid of it although one day and my mum and brother witnessed it a knife just flew off the kitchen side and skimmed past my leg. when things used to fall off our bookshelves it was like it was trying to hit us on the head but always just missed us. we just used to laugh about it and say it was tom. we don't talk about it anymore but all 3 of us remember. My parents just turn a blind eye to all that, so I'm thinking this thing is still here I would like to know what u think it is also do u think my psychic ability will come out again as I was told it was just a phase that I went through as a teenager but as I'm more grown up now I thought it wouldn't work. 

Gloria

Hi Gloria
Thanks for sharing your memories with us, you was obviously a very sensitive person in your younger years. Rest assured Gloria no one ever looses their psychic ability its always there, but its often pushed aside and forgotten about as we grow older. Your psychic ability (sixth sense) is like a muscle in a way, it needs to be used and the more you use it the better it gets. With reference to coincidence, in our opinion there is no such thing as coincidence. Spiritlincs

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Daughters Strange Encounter

A strange thing happened to my daughter tonight. She was talking on the phone to her friends. She came  running in here as pale as a sheet. She told me that the radio came on by itself and her lights went off and came back on. She thought it was just a power surge or something, but then she tells me that she became frozen, as if someone was holding her in place. She said she could feel something like a hand over her mouth and around her neck. She couldn't make a sound. And then the cordless phone got static and hung up on who she was talking to, and she got real cold. Needless to say I thought she was just over reacting. She is 14, and in that melodramatic phase. Well, I went to investigate, and it was indeed very cold in the room. The air itself felt thick, as if it was full of static electricity. The hair on my neck stood up. I was alone. I brought my table salt for protection.  I sprinkled it all around her room and banished it, if it was a bad spirit. I told the spirit to leave, after I told it to leave, the room felt lighter. Incidentally, the night before this, I went to check on my daughter before I retired, as I usually do, and the room smelled like rotten eggs, or sulpher. I racked my brain trying to imagine who I knew that would have passed on that lived around where there was sulpher or exhaust. I couldn't think of anyone. Could it be a spirit is bothering my daughter?  Please let me know if I did the right thing with the salt, and let me know if there is something  else I can do to stop this, or make her feel protected.
 Thank You Very Much,
 Teresa

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Ghosts at work 

There are several people at work that have had experiences. It is said that there is a woman , a farmer man , a boy , a girl and possibly two others. we have heard our names called, tugging on the back of our shirts, shadows over us, feel a presence & staring at us . One day I felt someone approaching me, I felt the wind on my legs (I had on shorts & no fans were on) as they passed by behind me . I turned to see who walked by and no one was there.  Our guard says there was no one around but a woman laughed in his ear and he felt her breath in his ear , startled he spun around to find no one there. One lady has a woman ghost stand and watch her for hours. Another friend of mine has the farmer following her. She see's him standing watching her. She asked him what his name is and she feels his name is Samuel. A woman said a man kept saying " excuse me" she stepped away, my friend saw him standing there ,waved at him . The other woman asked who she was waving at, my friend said Samuel is standing there, the other woman replied "that's where I kept hearing a man say excuse me. The children get bored and like to play with you  and they did break my friends necklace. nothing bad has happened but two of the bathrooms are really eerie feeling. we have seen orbs and heard singing. we would like to help them if they are stuck here.
Amy  

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Godfather's visit

Being a medium I have experienced a few strange phenomena, this is an account of one of them.  I was sat one night with Denise in her flat when I was suddenly aware of a very pungent smell.  Denise couldn't smell it but to me it was very strong.  I knew that I knew the smell from somewhere but couldn't place exactly where, then it suddenly came back to me, it was the smell from a pickle factory close to where my Godparents lived.  My Godfather had passed over quite a few years earlier, but was trying to get in touch with me, for what reason I didn't know.  His wife, my Godmother was still alive but had been in poor health although she was always a very cheerful person.  When I realised it was my Godfather, who had created the smell so that I recognised him, the smell went.  I didn't think any more of it until two weeks later when his wife passed over and joined him, I felt that his visit to me was his way of saying "Look I'm here ready and waiting for your aunty when it is her time", which was very soon afterwards.
Pete

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The Will

The year was 1969 I was eleven years old my and parents were eager to move from the area we were living in so when the landlord offered them a house on the condition they clean it up and get rid of all the old junk as he called it, they didn't think twice about it.

The house was dirty old and cram packed full of the previous occupants belongings, it didn't take us long to get the place sorted less than a week in fact, but it wasn't long before strange things started to happen.

Every night at the same time 9pm the room would go chilly the living room door would open and the hairs on my dogs back would go up and she would growl and bear her teeth looking towards the door as if some stranger had walked in, this went on for months every night the same,  then one night I was woken by someone coming into my bedroom I lifted my head off the pillow to see what they wanted thinking it was one of the family,

To my horror there was a ugly and angry looking old lady dressed in a long grey coat it seemed she was just gliding across the room!  I looked down at her feet but she was just hovering above the floor.

I was scared stiff, I opened my mouth to scream for my Mam but nothing came out, then she leant  over my bed and looked me straight in the face and said tell her to hand over the will.

Shaking like a leaf I pulled the covers over my head and prayed for Jesus to help me, I didn't sleep another wink and neither did I come out from the covers until I heard the rest of the family moving around the next morning.

When I told my Mam what had happened she went white, It turned out that the previous occupant  "an old lady"  had died in the house, she had no living relatives that the landlord knew of so he just wanted the house clearing and told my Mam to just get rid of everything which she did,

Once almost all of it had gone she came across the old lady's will,  leaving all her belongings to a local cats home. 

Mam thought as there was nothing she could do about it now it was wiser to just put the will in the bin and forget about it,  needles to say the old lady was more than a little annoyed about that.

I also found out that a neighbour would bring the old lady a drink every night at 9pm before she went to bed.

So  the next night while saying my prayers I ask the lady to forgive us and ask the angels to help her find peace and although she still came back from time to time she never scared me again, and as she had let go of her anger she no longer appeared ugly.
Star  

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Civil War

I live on an old civil war battlefield. less then a 6th of a mile from my house their is a  confederate graveyard. the people exhumed the bodies and moved them to a different part of the cemetery. so I will see soldiers walking every once in a while around the neighborhood and hear them speak sometimes. For example when my boyfriend turned to on a blank radio station the word blasphemy came out. But that's not what's in my house. I have two spirits. one is stronger then the other, it has physical force. Just last night I was talking on the internet and I heard footsteps behind me but no one there, then something started playing with my hair, I told the person I was talking to and it started pushing on my back. I went to the other room and it followed me there. I saw a rocking chair start rocking when no one was in it. The other is a little girl. she talks to me and plays with  my nephews toys when he's not here.  I don't know why they would come here. But they made it well apparent I'm not alone.
Renae Woolf

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Mother
 

I am trying to find a few answers.  Let me explain.  My mother had been sick with lung cancer for over a year.  We had her admitted  into a nursing for physical therapy on hopes that she could strengthen herself somewhat, THEN come home.  While she was there she caught a virus that was going around the facility.  From then on, it was a fast, downhill, battle.  My sister and I were there all nights for 4 days.  Each taking turns taking care of her, etc.  On a Sunday night, she really took a turn for the worse.  My sis and I were both there that night, granted we both were tired, we were sitting in her room around 3 a.m. and as I was kind of dozing, I heard voices......I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I could hear chatter. a mumbling chatter.  I would look up, look at mom...then my sis and say what did you say?  THEN..........as I looked at mom...I could se golden lights flickering above her. they were from head to toe...maybe 3 inches about her. I felt the greatest sense of peace that I had ever felt in my life.......In fact, I was so freaked out I asked my sister to go out to the smoking area with me because I couldn't believe what I had just seen...When we got back n the room...The lights and the chatter never happened again.  My mother passed away the next evening.      NOW.....was I just delirious or did I see something?  I really felt as if I saw something, especially with the feeling that had come over me.....Can this happen?  This happened Feb2/3...and I still every once in a while , see a flicker of gold light and I feel as if she is with me....  am I crazy?  
T.C.

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How I became a Medium

I thought you may be interested in how I became to be a Clairvoyant Medium, a very heart breaking, and testing time, although my Mother was a Clairvoyant, she is 86 now but left her reading days far behind, and my Grandmother also was a Clairvoyant Medium, actually she was a very profound one, as she was on stage with Charlie and Sid Chaplin before Charlie left for America as the famed 'Tramp', she use to give readings to the stars of the day, Violet Carson of the Coronation Street fame, Anne Shelton the famous singer, Gracie Fields, and many many more would make there way to her dressing room for a reading, my Grandmother worked all over Europe, me I was not interested in this at all. I remember coming home from school to our huge house in Liverpool, and if in the front room there was the table lamp on with a red chiffon scarf draped over the shade I knew Grandmother or 'Nanna' was reading, I would open the door, and there would be a dozen or so ladies all sitting on wooden chairs along the hallway waiting, I had to run the gauntlet of getting my hair ruffled and my cheeks pinched, I would enter the back room where my Mother would be sitting, with a handful of mint imperials and humbugs and my hair ruffled, I was about 7 years of age then.

I left School still not interested in the meditation that went on with mum and Grandmother , as they held circles at home, and at 16 years of age I entered the Army, I served 12 years, and must admit, on more than one occasion my Psychic ability came to the rescue.
I was married and after 12 years in the Army where I left at the rank of Sergeant, I began working as a store detective, also a security officer in and around stores, I finally was given the job of Security manager of the town Centre in Corby Northants, where I learned self defence, was taught by the police at there head quarters in Wooton Hall Northampton, I could not have been further away from Mediumistic abilities if I tried, my Security Officers carried handcuffs, and all where chosen from ex-forces back grounds it was a very physical job, it was nothing on a wet and cold Monday morning to go crashing to the pavement with a shop lifter, until I started to suffer tremendous back ache, and my hip was very sore, after months and months of treatment, I was found to be incapacitated from work I had Arthritis, I was heart broken, I was use to running thinking nothing of a ten mile run before work, and was now a self defence instructor, and actually attended the kick boxing championships of Great Britain where I came second, I also worked on night club doors as a bouncer, but now I could hardly put one foot in front of the other.

My wife Evelyn was and still is a rock to me, I had five children Scott was married and still is he is 31, then there is Haley she is 28, then there is Lee he is 24 then there is Natasha she is 18 then the baby Craig he is 12, we had battled for years with a serious drug problem Lee had, he had been in hospital many many times with over doses, and spoke so often of dying young, he lived with his girl friend Carol who stood by him rigidly, but on January 1st 2001, at 9-15 that night I was on my computer, the door was closed, and being winter the widows was closed when I felt a distinctive feeling like someone blowing on my neck, I turned round suddenly and smiled and said to myself, "Don't be Stupid" when my wife Evelyn screamed up the stair "DENNIS", I hobbled down best I could to see her in tears holding the phone and she whispered, "Lee is dead", I took the telephone and screamed down the phone, "Who is this", and it was Lee's girl friends father John, he said" Lee has jumped from the top of the multi story car park Dennis, I am so so sorry mate".
Well we had the funeral, holding the family together in there times of grief was hard, I never had time to grieve really, at his funeral we had played 'No Tears In Heaven' a song wrote and sang by Eric Clapton, when his son too fell to his death, the words just seemed very poignant. It was not until the funeral was done, then it began, I was seeing colours, people where walking through my bedroom at night, I heard talking down stairs and when I investigated no one was there, as soon as I relaxed it began, patterns on wallpaper where crawling up the wall, plants where moving on there own, I finally ended up at a ladies house, who taught awareness and development, exhausted and needed help that slowly all that had been bestowed upon me began to unfold, within three months I was on platform in Spiritual Churches giving messages to people, I demonstrate in theatres for charities. When one day Lee's girlfriend called, and said would you like some books of Lee's, when we collected them there where about 40 books on Clairvoyance and Mediumship, I spoke to his friends who told me that Lee was very Clairvoyant and we did not know. I now teach three circles, am a trance medium, and Vice President to The Spirit of Light Spiritualist church Corby Northants, my son Craig is now 14 is very aware, and sees spirit all the time, my Mother always use to say, "One day you will be working for spirit without a doubt", Lee works with me all the time, just a sad but fascinating story.
Dennis Binks

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Angels

Hi. my name is Lila, and I am 31 years old, I have always been interested in angel, and even read a few books believing that they would guide me and tell me or help me in my needs.  nothing happened.  lately my interest had grown stronger and on this past Dec 24 I went to Wal-mart and bought a Christmas bag to put a present in it for each of my children.,  while standing on the trunk of the car I opened the first bag, and there it was a beautiful metal flat Gold ornament of an angel that read 2002.

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My Materialisation Experience 

My mother was a clairvoyant and trance (direct voice) medium and I grew up experiencing many things about the occult. When I was around 15 to 20 years old [1951 to 1955], we (my mother and always around 20 to 30 people) used to attend materialization séances which were held by two different materialization mediums...Berdie Lily Candler and Reverend Hicks - here in Los Angeles.

The first thing I remember is recognizing my father - who came out and spoke to me and my mother and related some information about his death that was not even known to me - but known to my mother only. I remember one time when my father came out of the cabinet - he said that people were so cynical - it was difficult for them to actually believe their eyes - so instead of going back into the cabinet, he was going to shrink up and disappear into the floor right in front of my mother and myself - and he did. When he would come out - he would be standing perhaps only two or three feet or so from us and even though he [and the other entities] were composed of ectoplasm which at all times was in motion, his features were clearly unmistakable. I remember one time, he said he was going to touch us physically [we knew that if we were to reach out and try to touch an entity, it could cause serious injury or death to the medium because of the lowering of the vibration that is necessary to pass from the other plane to this one] - and sure enough, my father was able to actually touch my forehead and cheek just as though he was in the flesh. The touch felt just as though he was still alive.

There was always at least 20 people in the room [lit by the red light] - and various relatives would come out and visit. Everyone in the room was able to see the various entities who would come out. The séances were always controlled by Christian religious hymns and song to prepare beforehand so as not to bring any unwelcome spirits through.

Along with the entities there were always masters and teachers that would come and visit - sometimes they would even bring apports - usually some sort of stone.. onyx or quartz, etc. I'm not quite sure how many meetings we attended, but it was at least 10 to 12 - perhaps, more. Two times, two of the materialization mediums were in the cabinet at the same time. This produced an astonishing phenomena -- there were two master teachers at a time that would come out -- complete with their jewels. The masters that would come out were truly magnificent - usually wearing flowing ectoplasmic robes and you could see the various jewels as they moved around. The robes they wore were semi-sheer grayish in color - and would seem to pulsate and change in size as they spoke or moved.

I consider the experiences I had to be a wonderful gift and treasure each one with the understanding that I was very fortunate to have had them. Most people have to have faith and belief about death and what actually happens to us - myself....I actually have seen and know about what happens and that there is life after death. It makes a tremendous difference when you have actually seen the things I have seen and heard with your full faculties intact. I'm forever grateful!
Lorna Edgar Stulman

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