Which Saint was there to greet spirits resurrected via a smoke alarm at the garden centre?!

24 09 2011

Over the eleven years I have been helping lost spirits to go home I’ve experienced many ways in which they bring attention to their plights, but most common of all is through all forms of electricity.  I regularly get asked to look at people’s houses because their televisions turn themselves on ‘by themselves’ for example, or the lights flicker or the microwave or radio ‘turns itself on’.  Other ways are through house alarms, smoke alarms, car alarms and even the use of four way flashers.  Of course spirit is energy and energy is a form of electricity.

What happened yesterday was attention-seeking on a big scale though!

Whilst enjoying a cuppa in the outdoor cafe area of our local garden centre, my nurse friend questioned me about the ECT I had experienced many moons ago (electro-convulsive therapy) for post-natal depression.  I told her how successful it had been in my case, returning me to my sanity after hundreds of earthbound spirits had tagged on to my low physical state (I had heart disease at the time, unbeknown to anyone and had just given birth) which turned my experience of post-natal depression into a living nightmare.  Not only did ‘they’ mock me when I was at my lowest (I could hear them) but I even felt the bony finger of an old man poke me in the back one night and as you can imagine I was terrified.  It was only when I was better that I realised he was only trying  to get help for himself, stuck in his own pergatory between life and death. 

As we discussed the fact that I was convinced that the ECT is what cured me of this ‘possession’ – as I believe the electric shocks allowed the spirits to drift away from me and up into the light – the loud fire alarm of the garden centre started shrieking and we we were all ushered out into the car park!  At the time, however, I didn’t ‘make the connection’.  Strangely enough, while we waited with all the other customers and bemused staff in the windy carpark (it hadn’t been a fire practice but was due to some ‘electrical fault’)   I noticed a red sports car leave the car park with a large ‘urn’ of white flowers on the back and remarked to my friend, almost without thinking, ‘that looks like part of a courtege!’ (a funeral)  A few minutes later my friend pointed out that the grey haired gentleman standing behind us, clutching the cards he hadn’t had a chance to pay for as yet, was the senior Coroner of Nottingham.  Another connection with death!

As we  walked back through the main entrance into the garden centre, however, I walked straight into what I can only describe as a ‘soup’ of lost souls.  A huge swirling mass of them congregated and waiting for help!  We hurried to the Ladies and while my friend answered her call of nature I took out my dowser and moved them on, one by one.  The queue was inpatient (the spirits that is, not the usual queue for the Ladies – at least not just yet!) and my friend could hardly believe the speed and crazy directions my dowser was flying as I passed each one through to the Other Side, counting out loud as I did so, getting to 75, 76, 77 before someone came in and I dived inside the spare cubicle for privicy.  I am always aware, however, that that person may be desperate, so have become adept at ‘pretending’ to go about my business (well I am, but not in the conventional way!  I have to be very careful not to hit the side of the cubicle with my flying missile!) and flushing the loo before coming back out, just to add authenticity ha ha!  The queue of spirits was still pushing at the door to heaven and I was beginning to feel quite drained (just as a light bulb might flicker when the electrical current is being interfered with) and I had reached a total of 350

My friend, concerned by my sudden change in demeanor, suggested we go and find a seat in the furniture department but I pointed out that there were security cameras everywhere and I couldn’t sit whirling my crystal in public!!!  I was getting more and more giddy as the urgency of the rest of the spirits was working through me and I was desperate to let them through….She pulled me out into the plant section and we scanned for a suitable place….The rose garden!  Perfect.  That morning I had sniffed in the heady scent of some beautiful old English roses in out front garden when I’d filled up the bird feeders and suddenly realised that they were my mother-in-laws favourite flower – and TODAY was her birthday. She would have been 93.

Sheila's roses

Sheila's roses

The circular Rose Garden contained several benches and we found one out of sight of any cameras and I sat down, eager to continue with my mission.  All around the pergola with the roof on were more beautiful roses and it felt just like a garden in heaven as the second batch moved over, some in huge batches, others one at a time.  There was a double pink rose hanging just above my head and I pulled it down to take a whiff of its intoxicating scent, as I still clung to my dowser.

“I wonder what it is called?” I asked my friend, who dived down behind the bench on which we sat and studied the small ticket on the ground.  She rejoined me with a huge grin on her face:

“You’ll never believe this…” she said.  “It’s called Spirit of Freedom!!!

A total of 740 spirits had been gathered from ‘East to West’, including from other garden centres around the country, from poor souls who had suffered electrocution (!), victims of fires, animals (my friend had also asked if animals had spirits as she felt, for the first time in her life, that a rescue dog of her sisters had one!  Uncannily, his name was ‘FLY’) and bizarrely, I had seen a ‘St Bartholomew’ welcoming a group of ‘oriental’ souls home.   Neither my friend nor myself knew anything about this Saint but I have just discovered he is also known as Nathanael and is one of the disciples to whom Jesus appeared at the Sea of Galilee ‘after the Resurrection’.

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The case of the facebook ghosts saved by angels!

17 09 2011

This morning I had the honour of helping lost souls from London to Nottingham to Surrey and for a change have copied and pasted the drama exactly as it unfolded. Having ordered some wholesale crystals and checked my emails I was about to log off when there was a ‘bubble-ub’ noise as a message popped up via facebook. Hope you enjoy the excitement of our live facebook conversation!

Sister Sandra (to me, in Nottingham) ‘hello’ ? (from Surrey)

Report · 09:56:            hi sarna! still in my dressing gown LOL! how are you?

Report · 09:59:           ok thanks have Arthur here

Report · 10:00:           Awwww…..give him a squeeze from MOI! x

Report · 10:00:           can you check my hallway cause every time he goes up stairs he waves good bye to someone. the cats are going mental

Report · 10:03:           will do in a sec sandra as am typing with one finger while clinging to dowser clearing ***** on facebook who just messaged me to say hes been up all night suffering from v painful gumboil and just asked his angel for help and at that very moment it POPPED!…..DOWSER STILL FLYING.. WILL GET TO YOU IN A MT HOPEFULLY !!!!…

Report 10.04:              wow!

Report · 10:07:           right, he’s done (HUGE emotional release…he lost his wife, my friend, to brain tumour a few years ago and a rainbow was her sign and he saw one just as the gumboil popped!…angels busy this morning eh???)….now to your hall…
Report · 10:07:           aaww you are amazing sis x

Report · 10:08:           phew, am now shaking all over….

Report · 10:08:           …having moved over 10, one after the other….v.v. fast…Did you feel or see anything?

Report · 10:09:           the back door sealed itself shut and im all goosy…

Report · 10:10:            more coming….it feels like just before you’re going to vomit if you know what i mean….still coming in one long strong burst…

Report 10.10:              wow its been cold in here and Arthur has been talking to people…ive been feeling a bit sick and so has TJ…i feel like something is trying to drag me off my chair! …

Report · 10:12:            they’re still coming…..yeurgh, still awful nausea…probably people who were sick before they died….hold on in there sis…my legs are freezing….still clinging to madly swirling dowser

Report · 10:12:            my legs are all tight!

Report 10.13:               heart thumping wildly…PAUSE…angels waiting….gathering more…

Report · 10:13:            arthur is holding his head and sat in the corner… now he is running around and runs back to me for assurance…i said are the people going and he smiled and waved bye!

Report · 10:14:            here they come ….’sick sick sick’ i’m getting….don’t worry  sis…..still coming in and going out…

Report · 10:15:            wow!

Report 10:18:              stopped now. checked you…checked arthur…checked tj…filled house with angelic light….750 souls moved  over with things such as croup,  whooping cough, meningitis….mostly little ones.  arthur’s doing a good job LOL!

Report · 10:20:          colins been having coughing attacks and a tight chest while round here and I have been very emotional lately  and Destiny when she was round kept bursting into tears at the slightest  thing.

Report · 10:25:           not surprised! t’was divine intervention that we all met up on facebook at the same time!! Give Arthur a squeezy thankyou  from me…good team work eh?? Always knew he was special (remember the old blog when he guided spirits my way for help???)  Might put this facebook conversation on a blog… wot do you think sis?  Must dash now and get some clothes on ha ha!!!

Report · 10:26:           YEAH definitely thanks sis love you millions xx

Report · 10:27:            YOU TOO!!!!!! ^i^ ^i^^i^ xxxxxxxx

Report · 10:28:           Eek….now guided back to friend with gumboil …now clearing tons of spirits…..HOPEFULLY MISSION QUICKLY ACCOMPLISHED –

Report · 10:31:            yes, 172 lost souls via *****, successfully left the earthplane, all having suffered from gumboils (probably in the days before modern medicine and they got infections etc)….some from centuries back

Report · 11.10:              Wow hi again…TJ just reminded me that he went to a london heart hospital on tuesday and was picked up in an old ambulance (his dad went with him) so poss he could have attracted lots of spirits from there!!! (i think he just wants to be in your blog!!! lol only joking!!!!)

THANKS TJ – Always knew we made a good team!  Thanks to you and your mum and baby Arthur waving to his ‘not so
imaginary friends’ and also to my dear friend with the gumboil sharing his wonderful angelic experience at exactly the right time, almost a  THOUSAND lost souls are now back home with their loved ones on the other side …^i^ ^i^ ^i^ ^i^ ^i^  Great Stuff!

Auntie Jane embarrassing her wonderful nephew TJ recently!

Auntie Jane embarrassing her wonderful nephew TJ recently!

Sister Sandra with her lovely grandson Arthur

Sister Sandra with her lovely grandson Arthur





Lost souls in a b & b, a smallholding and out at sea!

5 09 2011

Having been down to my lovely neice’s wedding in Somerset, we hugged everyone goodbye, including our daughter and her boyfriend Leigh who were heading back to Nottingham via Weymouth to see one of his relatives, while we headed for a local B & B where, apart from the hard mattress and stone slabs for pillows, there was little sleep to be had!

3 am:  Awoken by the security light going on outside our cabin, my heart beat heavily as I received a huge influx of  375 lost souls from ‘Cheddar Fitzpaine to Bridgwater’ – a previously unexplored area for me, obviously!  At the height of my dowsing, and very amusingly, a blue light started flashing from the television laptop box, rathere like a siren on an ambulance. lighting up the whole room.  When it was all over, the light stopped flashing and I put my dowser back on the side locker next to me in the hope of getting some sleep, but 2 minutes later I heard the chain being moved on the glass top!  Annoying (as I was so tired!), another 3 ‘latecomers’ were in the room and the only way they could alert me was to fiddle with my dowser.   Fair enough!  Thankfully, the rest of the night was peaceful and when the nice couple running the b&b cooked us  a wonderful ‘full English’ breakfast and asked how we had slept I smiled and said ‘wonderfully, thankyou!’ (Only a little white lie!)

We then headed to the Brecon Beacons to see our friends, who own a smallholding and several livestock.  After a wonderful welcome I was invited to escort Erica (with borrowed wellies as it was very wet) to the field to put the chickens and ducks in, bring the goats to the barn and feed the turkeys (a male turkey is called a Stag; did you know?!)  All the while she was chattering about her lmuch loved animals and birds.

2.22 am: Despite sinking into the wonderfully comfortable bed and sleeping like a log, I awoke with my heart thumping once more.  This time, the 350 lost souls seeking the light were from the animal kingdom, including foxes, goats, sheep, cattle, turkeys and a bull!  All, no doubt attracted on a like-attracts basis due to the empathy Erica feels for her flock!

4 am: Yet another rude awakening, this time shaking myself from a ‘nightmare’ in which our daughter was running towards a beach.  I asked several people to step aside to let her through, saying ‘my daughter has to swim out to that boat’!  As she ran she suddenly tripped onto her face and many observers ran to her aid, including me….This was when I awoke in fear for her welfare and found that 375 lost souls from ‘scuba divers to fishermen from The Lizard to Weymouth’ needed help to go Home !  Our daughter had been acting as a conduit by trawling the lost ones and passing them telepathically to me in a ‘dream’, just as she has from the other side of the world, in Australia, in the past!  Amazingly, I had no idea that she had been out on a fishing boat that very afternoon.  ‘Oh, I forgot to tell you’ my husband said when I told him of my ‘dream’….‘Laura texted me this afternoon and said that she and Leigh went out with his uncle on a fishing trawler today….’








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