I was born Greater Manchester, England, United Kingdom and was educated at a Roman Catholic Primary and Junior School. I was extremely sensitive as a child, and was subjected to all types of Spirit presence. I believe we are all God’s children and he does not judge us. We all have free will and should be able to choose our own beliefs without being dictated too. During much religious instruction I could not understand why `God` should make people suffer and I questioned this! A few people were upset with me; not mentioning any names. I took a complete break from Roman Catholicism to search for my own understanding: I always believed in God and Love for all humanity and Mother Nature.
Four years later an articulated lorry hit the side of my mini van with such force, emergency services were amazed I hadn't been killed. My mind went into overdrive, checking my body on impact. There wasn't a mark on me! Days later, I went on holiday to Tenerife to relax after the ordeal. I was sat in my room, when a young Spirit lady appeared, sitting down in the next chair. She looked at me, with her hands under her chain, before disappearing. I found out this was my grandmother when she was young.
Sat in a spiritualist church one day, a female medium came to me and said she had a Monk stood at the side of her, and asked if I knew the Monk. She told me he was wearing a habit and standing in bare feet. I laughed and said "No, I don't understand".
A few days later at home I told my mother what had happened. Looking at me with a white face, her mouth wide open, she asked me to repeat what I'd said. She told me it was her father, the grandfather I'd never met, as he'd died before I was born. She told me her father was a monk in Ireland, before he came to England and met her own mother. He'd been buried in his habit at his own request. The incident had a profound effect on me and it was then I began to expand my gift, making use of this sixth sense. I became a professional medium in 2007, though far from reaching the end of an amazing road, it proved to be the beginning of an expanded one, with many profound experiences to come.
Visiting Egypt in the same year I found solitude in Hurgarda, meditating for one hour each evening. During the meditation I was instructed to see the pyramids at Giza, without realising they were 700 miles away by coach. On New Years Eve I set off in a small white van with five other strangers. It took a few hours and we had to go through check points along the way where police and soldiers were carrying AK47 `s and pistols. Spirit would come by me and make me aware of their presence. I knew I was safe. At Giza, as I looked at the structure belonging to King Khafre, an electrical charge rushed through my body, and I knew I had to get inside. The sentry let me go inside and after a long scramble found myself in a small square hole leading into the Tomb of the King. In the darkness I could see a large Stone base, looking like a bed. Sitting down and closing my eyes, I felt spirits touching my face. My eyes opened briefly and in a quick flash, I could see eyes on the bed staring back at me. I was there for 20 minutes and it felt wonderful: the feeling of safeness; the powerful energy that surrounded me. I made my way back to the hole and down the long passage. At the entrance, the light dazzled my eyes.
Back at home, laid relaxing on my bed, I was aware of being in a room in a community centre chatting to three ladies sat at a table. We were all laughing and joking. Across the room was a serious looking male. At the same time people started pouring in from the door; they walked to the three ladies and handed money over. Looking down I was aware of wearing a suit and realised I was the medium they'd been expecting. I rubbed my hands together and walked to the rear of the room toward a side wall. Suddenly I was ascending, getting higher and higher and surrounded by clouds as the people looked up. Making a noise like "whoa, whoa", I woke up and found myself in bed and aware of the traffic outside. Three weeks later I conducted a clairvoyance evening at Ashton-under-Lyne church. It was the same room containing the same people. Wow!
I continue to serve Spiritualist Churches throughout the UK and travel overseas providing demonstrations of clairvoyance. Being a spirit medium means a lifetime commitment, which I enjoy and I receive many rewards which make me realise the meaning of life and not our life situations.
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