the cosmic joke of the doggies sent to us from heaven!

28 10 2010

Sam came to us in a very heavenly way!  After losing our beloved dog Murphy (pictured right at the  incredible age of twenty), we were naturally bereft, even though I was holding him in my arms when he went to sleep and I saw his little spirit leave his spent body – and without so much as looking back  he skipped off into the etheric world with a twin PUPPY (as he became young again) named Muffin (of whom we had no knowledge as Murphy had been a rescue dog)….

After Murph  passed on we buried him in our garden with a stone epitaph, purchased many years previously at a Garden Centre, placed on top of his grave – and slightly altered to read: ‘ The Kiss of the Sun for Pardon; the Song of the Bird for MURPH; One is Nearer to God in a Garden; Than Anywhere Else on Earth. ‘  Murphy had been such a special part of our lives we were far from thinking about getting another.

Two weeks after we lost him, I sat in the garden gazing towards his grave and battling with more tears of loss.  Although the sky was a perfectly clean palette of  blue as far as the eye could see, from out of nowhere scuttled some wispy white clouds – and in front of my amazed eyes formed a caricature of Murphy, laughing with his mouth wide open!  “Okay! I understand that you are happy but we still miss you with all our hearts!”  I said to his Spirit in the Sky, and to my great surprise he answered…..

“The next one is on his way!” and I gulped.  Surely not.  Not quite yet.  Then a few more clouds whipped up into another dog, facing Murphy, with a much longer snout and a big slit for a smile!  He was drawn with an equally large buttoned  nose, the same shaped  soft and silky ears – and a white mane on his chest!  I rushed to record these visions in my diary, but kept it quiet from the still-grieving family…that is, until our son carried his laptop into my room two days later and said five words: “Mum, what do you think?”

He showed me a photograph of a beautiful dog who needed a loving home.  It was the dog in the Sky!  I showed Alan my diary and he hooted with laughter saying the ‘one who is on his way’ looked more like a horse (cheek!)  He had the same button nose, the same loving brown eyes as Murphy, the same soft silky ears, that longer snout and white mane on his chest, and even the same tan, white and black markings!  And he also had that cheeky grin! 

The cosmic joke (and perhaps why Murphy was laughing?) was that he has endlessly long elegant legs and a long, swishy tail.…Murphy had short stumpy legs and lost his tail after being so highly stressed in the rescue kennels that he was found the next morning having chased his own tail and bitten it, and they had rushed him to the vets to have it amputated.  When we first set eyes on him, therefore, his ears were flat back against his head in fear, his eyes wild and his backside shaved.  What sort of a dog is THAT? my husband had laughed….‘One that needs alot of love!’ was my reply, and he returned it in abundance over the next sixteen years! (picured below)

Back to Sam, we were on the phone in a flash as beautiful dogs don’t come up for sale privately on the internet very often and having secured his postcode drove the hour’s journey along the motorway to Sheffield in heavy rain to find the estate on which he lived.   After walking round the building several times we couldn’t however find the flat number given to us and our hearts sank, but eventually we found what looked like a fire door in the corner where two blocks joined, with the number daubed on it; no knocker or bell.  So I hammered with my fist and eventually a man opened it wordlessly; we introduced ourselves and he grunted for us to follow him up the concrete steps to a smaller door.  Inside the tiny maisonnette was a small door to the right with a child’s gate, behind which housed a large pregnant boxer dog….and Sam, who looked even more beautiful in the flesh!  The owner’s partner had gone out, too upset to be there as she had grown attached to him, but he in turn had been rescued ‘from someone on the estate who didn’t want him’ and they couldn’t keep him because of the other female dog, amongst other reasons. 

We wanted to hand over the money and take him there and then, but the owner insisted he demonstrate how good Sam was at walking without a lead.  And we followed him and Sam out into the rain to a nearby field while he chatted to Alan about the sensitivity of Sam being totally unsuitable for the Estate; that friends of his partner had stolen from neighbours and when he had reported them to the police they’d threatened to put a fire bomb through the letterbox.  ‘Sam wouldn’t be able to cope with that’ he said.

All the way home Sam sat bolt upright gazing out of the window, a little numbed we later realised from absorbing so much stress from his surroundings.  A year on he is a brilliant guard dog (having found his voice at last!) but extremely soft and cuddly and a great favourite with children, workmen and anyone who loves dogs. 

"Oh dear..."

But yesterday he suddenly became overburdened by something.  He dragged his heels, his tail between his legs…as though weighed down by something heavy, despite all his other vital signs being normal.  His ears twitched like radar and his eyes were restless and I suddenly realised he had some spirit visitors – but I wasn’t prepared for just how many.  Once we’d arrived home (a slow plod for at least 20 mts and I couldn’t carry him because of his size and weight) I placed my hand on his soft chest and another on his head and sent him reiki healing. He closed his eyes as though feeling it and raised his nose in the air.  And there we stayed for 40 minutes, as more and more earthbound spirits of ANIMALS – especially stuck on the emotional levels and especially around his heart – were released.  To my amazement they were wild creatures like polar bears, buffalo, lions, deer and tigers!!!   And by the time I had finished there were 483 of them and by the end of the day, over 600!

He stuck to me like glue for the rest of day, ears half cocked back, eyes still on the alert and the occasional squeek of fear.  At 3 am when I rose to visit the bathroom, there was Sam standing outside the bedroom door wagging his tail for all it was worth….so I dowsed him and this time found another 50 spirits of bizarre animals such as hyenas, flamingo’s and field mice (hence the squeeks? ha ha)

My husband had just returned from a shooting competition in Surrey (targets not animals or birds) and had been invited to a place called Canada House, a huge mansion that had apparently been built in Canada and then transported here to the UK in sections over a hundred years ago!  When I told him about Sam he frowned and said, “that’s odd as there were ‘trophies’ all over the place in this House…including the head of a tiger and it’s skin draped over a settee, a polar bear, wolves, bears and all manner of poor creatures!  Bizzare though it sounds, he must have brought home the restless spirits of those animals and their friends and Sam, being an extremely sensitive dog, had ‘held’ them for me until I was ready to move them on…  When I put this to my spirit guides this morning they said it was an honour for us to own such a splendid dog as Sam and that indeed his greatly evolved spirit had been assigned to our family to help with my ongoing mission to rescue as many ghostly people and suffering animals as possible!  Come morning, Sam had nervously squatted beside me, his head held rigidly high, his ears still twitching nervously, so I sent him 20 mts healing (reiki)…and watched while his proud head wavered and teetered, his eyes closed and he gave in to the love.  Amusingly, in very slow motion, his long snout lowered itself to the floor and he relaxed for the first time in 24 hours, and slept….for two whole hours.  When he awoke be ‘spoke’ his gratitude, swished his wonderful tail in the air and then it was time for ‘walkies!’….and he is back to his spirited usual self….

St Michael's Mount, Cornwall 2010

the special baby who led me to rescue American Rock Star Stevie Ray Vaughan

9 10 2010

With the permission of my lovely neice Louise, I have  published a photo of her special little baby Arthur Edward which is quite amazing.  At only three months old he looks so adult and ‘knowing’ and appears to be guiding the other baby by the shoulder – A perfect photo for a caption competition surely?  The other little chap sports a top which asks ‘will I grow as tall as you?‘ and Arthur could almost be saying ‘come with me and I’ll show you!’  But I could see in Arthur’s eyes that there was something more to this and, just as I suspected, he was leading me to rescue several earthbound spirits who had gathered around him for help! – …..I emailed my neice to tell her that several spirits had flown in via this gesture of my great nephew, mentioning that one had been ‘a jailer’….

(Arthur seen here in the pose that attracted my attention to him)

Three weeks passed and I did some other work for Louise and her family for which she thanked me gratefully, adding ‘did you find anything out about that jailer by the way?’  She was obviously following her own strong intuition to mention this as once a spirit has been helped home and some time has elapsed since it is difficult to get any information about their lives or location etc.  However, no-one was more surprised than me when I asked my spirit guides and they informed me that this little baby had been a ‘compassionate and very nice aide accomplice’ to a  jailer in CINCINATTI 

Now, being an English lady with no knowledge of American geography I wasn’t even sure of the spelling of this place – only vaguely aware that it was somewhere in America – so I googled in the question: “Is there a jail in Cincinatti?”  Not only is there a jail in Cincinatti but the links directed me to a Youtube video of a rock and blues guitarist Lonnie Mack playing ‘Cincinatti Jail’! As  I listened to the song words – and a very depressing jail it appears to be too – another 65 spirits stuck in limbo, who had been in that jail, were helped to leave via my madly swirling dowser!  Good work Arthur Edward!

After rewinding this video several times in order to identify the ‘Stevie’ who  Lonnie Mack is talking about with obvious fondness at the beginning (saying what ‘a very special, thoughtful and spiritual’ person he was) I did a bit of detective work to discover that he was talking about American Guitarist, Singer and Songwriter Stevie Ray Vaughan (1954-1990).  I had a feeling I was being led to yet another trapped spirit here but wasn’t prepared for the speed at which he rushed towards me… ‘whoa….Crazy horses!… and before I knew it he had been safely deposited on the other side

With his American accent, this is what he said to me only moments later! (On the other side, time is not measured in the same way as here and he had landed, settled in and had even had time to shake hands with a certain other rock star, as below!)

“Thanks for rescuin’ ma spirit ma’am!  (Pause) I wandered all over the place playing ma songs”…(then there was another pause and a swirling action and noise of impact…and he laughed ironically “No civil engineers on board!  Couldn’t fix that landin’!)…(Pause) “Please send a big squeeze and hug for ma wife Nora…I was married before and I still love her….he revealed wistfully, but suddenly lightened and burst into rock star mode, lustily singing and playing frantically on his guitar strings: 

“Ghost wri..ters i…n the Skyeeeeeee!” (incredibly, knowing the name of my new book Ghostwriters in the Sky, soon to be published – which includes the rescue of  another American rock star Jim Morrison – “a mate of mine!”) 

Before  putting information on public display I obviously check the facts I’ve been given and after a lot of scrutiny of biographies and various websites I came across the fact that Stevie was married to a LENORA (not Nora, but I think I can be forgiven that mistake!)  in 1979 but they were divorced in 1987.  I found also that he died in a tragic helicopter crash in which all the occupants were killed  (explaining his words above).  All of the others killed in this accident went straight over to the light – which is what most people do – and when I asked Stevie why he hadn’t followed suit he said “I couldn’t leave ma gui-tar strings!”  And now?  “Well ma-am, there’s plenty more where they come from! I can play rock’n’roll til ma heart’s con-tent!”

It is interesting to note that one verse of the original ‘Ghost Riders in the Sky’ by Johnny Cash reads:

‘As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name’ (Arthur?)
‘If you want to save your soul from Hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today’
(follow the trail home!) ‘or with us you will ride’
Trying to catch the Devil’s herd, across these endless skies’
(being stuck in limbo for eternity!)

“…Yippie yi Ohhhhh…Yippie yi Yaaaaay” came the  combined performances of Vaughan and Morrison who held their beloved gui-tars aloft in celebration of their own personal rescues from those ghostly ‘endless skies’ – and to my delight they were joined by the one and only Johnny Cash (1932- 2003) who smiled warmly at me and said “You won’t know that I gave free concerts inside those earthly jails  ma’am?!”  What an ending!

Finally, imagine my delight when researching the above facts I came across something that Stevie Ray Vaughan had actually said during his lifetime:

‘My brother Jimmie always said I played like I was breaking out of jail’

Would that be Cincinatti Jail by any chance?!  And how could my very special little ‘aide accomplice’ – baby Arthur Edward Smith – have led me to this conclusion  unless it was by spiritual means? He is obviously part of the growing numbers of children being born with special psychic abilities, becoming more advanced as the world lifts from its density and moves back to being a planet of light and LOVE! … “ROCK ON!”….

who got caught with Tony Curtis in the spider’s web?

4 10 2010

Thursday 30th September was a very eventful one for me!  I had jumped awake in the early hours, saw a hairy spider drop down from the ceiling and frantically scooped what turned out to be an imaginary web from my face… Just a dream maybe about the Goddess energy associated with such insects… ‘arachnoids’ my guides just said….Looking this word up I found that  ‘at present, arachnoids are found only on Venus’ – (and Venus is the Goddes of Love!)   Perhaps the following explanation describes a spider’s web? As the name suggests, arachnoids are circular to ovoid features with concentric rings and a complex network of fractures extending outward.’  Maybe this is why spiders are associated with Venus then?  I google the question ‘what is another name for a spider?’ and it comes back as ARACHNID…a slightly different version of ARACHNOID then!

couldn't find a spider in my pics!

A couple of hours later my husband and I were delivering birthday presents to my daughter’s boyfriend, she opened the front door and I walked in – straight into a large and sticky spiders’ web that had invisibly been woven across the entrance!  Yeuk!  I looked up and there was my spider, legs crossed smugly in the corner of the door jam!  Did she fortell the day’s weaving of spirit rescue I wonder?

We didn’t stay long as I had to get back to help a client suffering from fibro-myalgia, who looks and acts as though she is stuck in a straight-jacket of pain.  With the help of angels – who send a loving whoosh of energy down both my legs when I’ve hit the mark with my questions – we got to the root of the reason her otherwise young and healthy body felt unloved to the extent that it was ‘a pain’ for her to drag it along with her.  After lots of energy release from her chakras and meridian lines (energetic lines like a map, cleared in Japanese acupunture to unblock energy at certain points where they cross) and she finally understood that what had happened to her 10 years earlier had a direct and shocking result, not only on the emotional and spiritual  levels, but the pain had worked its way into the physical body of her muscles.  I felt particularly frustrated at the colossal amount of drugs she had been prescribed by allopathic doctors who treat only the symptoms and not the cause….just more side effects and energetic ‘rubbish’ to wade through and try to clear!  She released many 100’s of piggy-backing earthbound souls who had been attracted to her on a like attracts like basis, many of whom had suffered the same extreme and violating pain  she had experienced as a teenager.

Later, a client phoned to say a friend’s child had been admitted to hospital with suspected meningitis.  I immediately dowsed the  little chap and cleared 306 spirits from him, plus the understandable emotional and psychic stress.  10 mts later she phoned to say he was sitting up in his hospital bed, smiling.  The accumulation of stress in a child can often manifest as blinding headaches and/or pain in the head and often behavioural problems and in this boy’s case the release of spirits had thankfully released the pressure on his mind. 

Next to be woven into my day was the announcement that actor Tony Curtis had died (1925-2012) and just as I dowsed for his spirit to check that he had passed safely my dowser flew up into the air and in the next moment he passed over, smiling and ‘waxing his moustache’!  This must surely have been woven into the web as he took along several other spirits who were well and truly  earthbound – he himself had plenty of time to leave and needn’t have taken me up on my offer!  Who were the other celebrities that ‘Curtis the Flirtist with the waxed moustache’ – (as he called himself(!)) described as ‘all on the same wavelength?’….  

(What an amazing flower, taken in my Dad’s garden in Cornwall!)

I could hardly believe my ears when alongside him I also gave a lift to American comic actor and filmmaker Buster Keaton (1895-1966) and English Stand Up Comedian Kenny Everett (1944-1995) and was thrilled to see who was there to greet them all with open arms – it was none other than English-American actor Cary Grant (1904-1986)!  I hadn’t realised what a crazy gang of spirits I would be helping through Venus today!

And it was not all over until the fat spider spins!  I walked into the kitchen to make tea and nearly fell over when a wall of energy suddenly smacked me right in the face.  I had no alternative but to take my dowser in my left hand and see what this was all about….although I had a pretty good idea as this was the third time I have had a feeling of viral vertigo that turns out to be a stack of rescuees.  My dowser spun round and round (just like those ‘circular to ovoid features with concentric rings’, come to think of it!) and on and on, so that I just had to go about my business with one free hand, filling the kettle and putting it on and answering the ring on the doorbell….This time it was the turn of my daughter to step into my own doorway, complete with a ‘pretty please’ smile and a black sack of damp washing to be tumble dried (yet more spinning!) I warned her to beware of the fast spinning crystal in my left hand and she ducked her way to the tumbler, had a cup of tea and a chat and 15 mts later I waved her off with my free hand….and the dowser still went on and on….for a total of 40 full minutes!  And the category came back as ‘Nuclear Waste’ – (The Chernobyl atomic power plant accident caused the death of 2000 people, for one)   And the total was an incredible 3 millions souls….

Even as I fell into bed on that night of 30th September 2010 I was still sending over souls into the light.  500 more, this time, in the category of  ‘loony bin’ … those people who had been mentally disturbed or impared when they died and therefore their spirits did not  have the ability to fly back Home, without a little help from a friend.

ps Norman Wisdom passed straight over after his death today and said to his ex-wife Freda (in the queue waiting for him!) “Hello my darling!”  Despite the tragedy of death, there is always the joy of reunion with loved ones to look forward to!

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