Why did my father-in-law’s soldier photo fall from the wall on armistice day?

13 11 2011

On Friday 11th November my husband casually mentioned that the photo of his smiling dad, wearing his army uniform in 1945, had somehow fallen from the wall and landed face down on his glass display cabinet.  Amazingly, neither the glass in the frame or the top of the cabinet wase cracked or broken! The string on the back of the photo is thick and strong, adding to the mystery of how it had parted to allow the picture to fall several inches and flip onto its front.

Immediately it became clear to me that his deceased Dad had something important to say from the other side, so I tuned in to his spirit with the aid of my dowser.  Sure enough, he had been waiting to have a word with his precious son!  Immediately his telepathic thoughts were transferred to me I grabbed a poste-it note to jot down the following:

“The plug!” he said…

“Plug?  As in electric plug….”

“As in RIFLE”, he said…”Cartridge…Tell him to BE CAREFUL!”  Then he put the spiritual telephone down, job done.  Eager to snatch every bit of information I could I made one more hook at Kenneth’s connection in time to grab the indistinct word ‘interference’.

When I passed this information to Michael he frowned…”I wonder….”  Incredibly, and unbeknown to me, he is having what is called a ‘plug’ made for an antique RIFLE he owns. He has recently been to see a specialist in antique firearms who agreed to make this plug that will allow a special size catridge to be made for the rifle.  While he was there he had thought of how much his father – himself in the Royal Electrical and Mechanical Engineers – would have enjoyed meeting a fellow engineer.  The warning ‘be careful’ and ‘interference’ obviously refer to Michael using this specially made cartridge in this particular rifle!  Even though the engineer would have made a brilliant job of making the plug, if Michael had then made special cartridges to use then it would have ‘backfired on him’!  Needless to say, he has taken heed and when he thought about it further suspects there may be an unseen (to him) hairline crack in the cartridge casing….which would have caused a possible backfire and injury to him.  Thanks Kenneth!

Surely it was no coincidence that this was Armistice day?  Due to the huge outpouring of grief at 11 am but also the significance of the date, 11.11.11 and the ever rising empthathy of the younger generation for the millions of servicemen and women who sacrificed their lives for peace, it came as no surprise when I had a call from my sister later that evening.  Her daughter had been scared out of her wits when a picture fell off her wall, but this one had smashed.  Straight away I tuned in and could hardly have been surprised to find a solitary old soldier had found his way into her flat, looking for help to find his way back home to join his comrades in arms already in the light.  When questioned, Lucy said that she had joined in with the 2 mts silence at 11 am and had felt moved to tears.  This outpouring of love had attracted the one lost soul in her vicinity who had given his life in service to his country  – and become trapped here.  I also discovered an ‘old battle axe’ of a woman who had left an icey feeling in the flat in her wake.

Lucy then told me she had also been walking home that evening along a dark route beside Farnham castle, lit by a solitary lamp on the castle wall.   She felt an uneasy sensation of being followed and as she increased her speed, the rendezvous point at an open space where she had agreed to meet her partner in sight ahead, she jumped out of her skin when the lamp popped loudly and she was left in complete darkness, fumbled for her phone for some light, fell over precariously close to a steep slope and felt absolutely terrifed as you can imagine. She sensed the combined threatening emotions of several beings, obviously made worse by her fear of the dark.

Sure enough there were 17 assorted ghosts in and around it, including the old lady who had followed her home –  being described as ‘a bit of a old battle axe’ now making sense considering ‘she’ (with long, madly flying locks) had followed Lucy from the Castle walls!  I had to keep checking the area for an hour or so afterwards as, quite commonly, word gets around in the spiritual dimension that if the local ghosts gather in a certain spot they will be picked up and transported back home to the light.  Among these, incredibly, were a soldier who had died in Norman times (more visuals of attacking battle axes) as well as the Civil War (blood and bandages).   Despite being scarey for my neice, soldiers spanning many eras were all very grateful for her help in getting them home again on such an appropriate, magical day of great significance!  In my personal experience, 111111 was the number of miles clocked up on our car just as I set out to teach my very first angel workshop many years ago – so I always associate a cluster of ‘1’s with meaning ‘yay! right time right place!’

Finally, I have been seeking lost souls connected to wars all over the world for many years now and helped many thousands who fell in battle and didn’t, for one reason or another, pass at the time.  My new book Ghostwriters in the Sky – A soul is forever, not just a lifetime, is shortly to go to press and contains many such examples, including how I was led to ghosts of the American Civil War on the very day that President Obama was inaugerated – after a wet ‘bullet’ shaped stone materialsed on the path outside my back door!


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13 11 2011
sandra

So amazing and so easy to believe and incredable to be part of it xx keep up the good work sis xx love you lots xx

13 11 2011
janehunting

Aww, thanks again sis for all your love and support. It is so very much appreciated! All my love always xxx

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