Healing Insights

This is a brief story from my childhood to the present…

My first clairvoyant images that I can vividly remember where when I was about 5 years old. My parents had a beautiful pond in the garden, with lily pads and water plants. Every so often I would see “fairies” sitting on the lily pads and they would bounce off them into the trees behind, they would wave to me, smile and then they were gone. I also have vivid memories of that house we lived in at that time. My bedroom often had images of people who would watch over me as I lay in bed. There was no fear there was only love and security. By aged 8 I was having regular contact with spirit children but I didn’t know they were spirit children, they were just these friends I had that came and played with me. I am an only child and was entirely happy to play with them. The one thing that did start to fascinate me was they weren’t always there, and they had this amazing ability to just vanish into thin air and then I was left alone. I never really questioned it…that’s just how it was. One day my father asked who I was talking to when he heard me chatting away to "no one"…this was the first time that doubt hit me because it became painfully obvious that he could not see them and my attempts to justify their presence were dismissed. This was the time that I wondered why no one else saw them and started to question my own eyes.

By about 11 things had kicked up a gear. We went to stay with some friends who lived in an old farmhouse in Kent and my bedroom was a huge room. I didn’t like it from the minute I walked in. Bedtimes were traumatic. Every night a man stood in the corner watching me, he never spoke to me, he just stood staring. For the nights we stayed there, the duvet was my only sanctuary because under it he didn’t exist, but in my heart I knew he was there. My parents again dismissed this man as an overactive imagination and I stopped talking about him. In fact I stopped talking to them about a lot of things I saw. I would cry at the stars to take me back home because quite frankly this place called earth just felt very weird to me. I would spend hours staring out of my bedroom window looking at the stars, they fascinated me.

One day I was waiting for mum to pick me up from school after a hockey match and it was a dark winter evening. From the wall next to me a beautiful glowing woman emerged, she floated past me, smiled and then vanished. By the time mum arrived I was hysterical. I was 14 and I knew that people do not come out of walls and vanish. Mum had no explanation for me and that was the end of it. I now understand that no answers could be given because my parents did not see or understand what I could see.

Aged 21 I had my first Out of Body Experience. There I was lying quietly in bed one Saturday afternoon and then I felt a pulling sensation in my stomach. Next I was looking at myself lying in bed. My initial reaction was “Oh God I am dying!” and the mere thought of that sent me flying back into my physical body again.

And so it goes on…many stories, many experiences… Slowly I was meeting people who empathised and I accepted what I saw but that didn’t mean that I could understand. By 25 my life was a mess, my husband was being somewhat challenging, my daughter was 5 months old and to top it all off I was hearing voices from empty rooms, down the baby monitor, coming from the kitchen and I was being psychically attacked on a regular basis. Things would fly around the room in my presence, televisions would turn on and off to command and I was scared…very scared in fact. One night I was awoken by being shaken and a voice said to me “If you don’t leave him you could die here”…it was my first recognised contact with my guides. I told my husband the marriage was over, he wouldn’t leave the house and I couldn’t make him. A few weeks later I was in hospital after a domestic violence incident and my friend had my daughter as I could no longer care for her. By the time I was discharged from hospital my husband had moved out and peace returned…for a while!

My mediumship however didn’t stop in fact it again kicked up another gear but still I ignored it and to be honest I had neither the energy nor the understanding to deal with it. I felt like I was a freak. I was also a single parent with a professional job and I was tired…very tired.. I had never felt so alone and disconnected from humanity. I knew things that no-one else knew, people found my knowledge very threatening because as far as they were concerned I could see their inner secrets…some people stopped talking to me altogether others were fascinated and wouldn’t leave me alone asking for insights and all the while my personal confusion became deeper. I distracted myself from this through denial, it was a nice comfortable place to be, but I knew eventually it would catch up with me and I would have to deal with it.

When I was about 30, my grandma appeared to me as a crisis apparition at 4am one morning. She had cancer but as far as I know she was not expected to pass that night. I awoke to find her standing at the end of my bed. She appeared to me how I had remembered her when I was a child, she was smiling at me and telling me she loved me. She remained for a few seconds, enough to say goodbye and for me to realise she had just passed. I woke my partner, concerned that I needed to tell my mum but within minutes she phoned me anyway to tell me what I already knew.

By my early thirties I was viewing a house, with me there was an estate agent and about 4 other people. We walked into the house and that same dreaded feeling arrived because this house had a very dark feeling to it. I walked into a room and within seconds I was picked up and thrown 3 feet across the room by an unseen energy force. In my face was a woman hurling abuse at me roughly along the lines of “get out of my house”. I did, and very rapidly. The estate agent was amazing, he took me to one side and said that others had disliked the feeling in the house but none had given him such an impressive display. His humour was much needed at that time. Everyone else just gave me a very confused look.

A week later having no interest in religion I walked into the local Spiritualist Church, again an emotional wreck. I had a whole array of energies in my house and again I was surrounded by physical unexplained activity. I had no idea where else to go and perhaps someone there would understand. The next night I was put into their mediumship development group. There I stayed for only 3 months as I became very clear my abilities were also on the lines of trance mediumship and they were unable to support me. There, I met the most important man of my life and to this day I am eternally grateful for his presence, without him I would not be here doing what I do. He became my one to one mentor and we started a closed mediumship group. I became a vessel for spiritual rescue work and he guided me through all aspects of psychic and mediumistic development giving me one to one guidance for many years.

In this time I became very reclusive, I stopped partying, I devoured books, meditating for hours a day and was determined to understand who I was and why I was here. I started to understand my clairvoyance and my astral experiences. I analysed every aspect of my life and re-explored every emotion I had lived through. I was past life regressed to complete the bigger picture of myself and through this light started to shine. I was living in two worlds this one, and the “spirit world” and the boundaries between the two became thinner. I had effective links with my guides and my higher self. My spiritual and personal growth blossomed.

Career wise I was a Paediatric Physiotherapist for 20 years, working with children with special needs. Death, emotional pain, anger and dis-ease, were intricately intertwined in these families lives. I was working intuitively, I could feel the children’s physical and emotional pain, many who had no verbal communication skills would talk to me telepathically and much of their communications to me could later be confirmed. I was already communicating on an energetic level but in a medical role I was unable to share my knowledge with other professionals. I found myself counselling more than treating and it was time for me to move on. By then I was also Reiki attuned, performing regular psychic readings, working as an acupuncturist, and I was more and more being pulled into spiritual work. I left my job to pursue the energy that I really was meant to be, and that is a role in spiritual support and healing. Reiki mastership soon followed, then more one to one readings, intuitive healing and then a business in holistic assessment based on many years of physiotherapy skills and understanding pain management.

You cannot separate the body from the mind, nor the mind from consciousness, they are one…we are one!

I have given only some of the aspects of my life, of course there is much more but I have put some of the relevant bits here for others to see. It is a common path amongst people who work spiritually. We have all experienced much pain, anger, low self esteem, and confusion with spiritual crises that throw us into this work and it is through the extensive challenges we have faced that we become such great healers of body and mind.

I have pulled all my skills together, to blend the body, the mind and energy, to empower you to understand who you are and take you down a road of self mastery and healing…it is your right as a spiritual being having a human experience. My aim is to give you the tools and you take them with you.

It is your life…and only you can change it. I can open a door for you but it is you that has to walk through it.

Namaste

“I honour the place in you in which the entire universe dwells. I honour the place in you which is of love, of truth, of light, and of peace. When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me, we are One”