Supermarket ghost helps us with our shopping!

30 11 2012

Mum studied her list over and over as we made good progress with our shopping  – a lean roll of pork from the cheery butcher straight from the tv advert, a custard tart naughtily and carefully stashed in the trolley – then we came to the conundrum.  Mum and Dad hadn’t tasted this supermarket’s own make delicious pasta with ricotta, spinach and cheese that I’d suggested for tea along with a large, healthy salad. There were large packets on a ‘buy one get one free’ offer but perhaps this was too much for three and I was not sure of dad’s enthusiasm for the stuff …We’d think about it and come back.

Ten minutes later we returned to the pasta section. “These little packets are the ones I usually get for myself, but obviously they’re a single serving….” I said to Mum. Then, in the quietness of our deserted aisle there was a sudden crash at our feet.  Mum’s hand flew to her heart as she sucked in her breath.“What was that?” A medium sized packet of their latest offer of ricotta, spinach and cheese pasta had landed on the lower shelf where we had been rummaging, as if to say ‘try me; I’m the perfect solution!’

Immediately, my face tingled as it does when there is a spiritual being within a few feet and I realised there was a man standing beside us by the name of Bill.  He told me that he had wandered in with some of the 100’s of holidaymakers swarming through the doors this August. Recognising from my aura that I was someone who might be of interest to him, he had been eavesdropping on our conversation and ‘helpfully’  attracted our attention to this new range of pasta by knocking it off a higher shelf! Who can be afraid of ghosts when they are so kind? (Although he was sorry to have startled Mum!) Once back at my parents’ home, I helped him safely on his way to the haven of the other side, but not before asking him a little about himself.

Time to Go Home

Time to Go Home

“I’ve been watching over my daughter-in-law and William and Jenny,” he explained. “She brought the kids on holiday alone, separated as she is from my son. Quite sad really.” He realised he would be better equipped to help his family once he had been safely reunited with his mother (whose name sounded like ‘Cara’) and off he went, very happily, to the accompanying song “Knock knock knocking on Heaven’s Door” ! Every spirit rescue swells my heart with happiness!

As I record this in my diary my face once more buzzes with spirit visitation and a few of his mates (‘missing from home’ – ie. who also became stuck after their deaths) are re-directed to me for a lift Home!  Amazingly, this proves that there is a great admin team working hard on the other side and that they obviously have some way of transporting these lost souls to me from any given part of the country! At the same time I learnt that Bill the pasta lover was in the building trade and died from a stroke 5 years previously.  He is now very happy that he can better influence the care and direction of his daughter-in-law and grandchildren’s welfare from the enlightenment of home – No longer frustrated as a ghost stuck on earth.  His concern for his daughter is what kept him here too long (3 months is about the limit, before the ‘way home’ becomes foggy) Imagine time passing and his family growing up and leaving for the light when it was each of THEIR turns to pass on – They would have been devastated to find him missing from home!

After going for the medium sized packet of pasta recommended by Bill, Mum and I stopped to get the carrots, but not before asking Bill – ‘Should we get the large bag, or the organic…what do you think? ‘  🙂

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Crystal dowsers swing by themselves!

20 11 2012

Just back from a glorious week in Cornwall visiting my parents, but never off duty!  My dad had accumulated over 300 lost souls in his energy field due to chronic neck and shoulder pain (which was relieved after I’d cleared them) and mum had to be cleared every evening due to alzheimers disease attracting them to her (she kept asking how many people were in the house as she could obviously sense them). It’s handy for them having a ghost truster (not buster!) for a daughter but if anyone is suffering from stress, whether it be physical in dad’s case or mental in mum’s, then over time they will attract lost souls on a like-attracts-like basis, especially if they have the psychic gene so the lost ones know where to gather to get help!

The most unusual case of lost souls making themselves known to me was, however, when we visited an indoor market in Truro.  Attracted by the New Age look of one stall I stepped inside to have a nosey at all the goodies within and noticed a circular stand with at least twelve assorted crystal dowsers displayed, hanging by their individual chains.  Within a few seconds of entering the shop, both the quartz crystal dowsers on the stand started to swing neatly forwards and backwards….apparently all by themselves!  The owner of the stall wandered in just afterwards and I pointed this out to her, explaining that I specialise in helping trapped souls, who I suspected had gathered in her shop for help.

“Go ahead!” she said, sweeping her hand in the air while she carried on chatting.  (It is so refreshing to be able to do my thing without people thinking I am potty!) I took my OWN dowser from my pocket and picked up and released eleven lost souls, including a caravener, a yachtsman, a homeless person and a nymphomaniac 🙂 ! (I wasn’t tempted to comment on the latter’s attraction to the market!) The spirits themselves had obviously gathered together and used their combined kinetic energies to cause the quartz crystal dowsers to swing. 

View from my parents' house, Marazion, Cornwall 2012

View from my parents’ house, Marazion, Cornwall 2012

It is interesting to note that it was only the quartz pendulums that responded.  Quartz is known to amplify the energy field of the area in which it resides.  As well as powering the first radio’s and watches it has been revered for hundreds of years by Native American Indians and Mexican natives believed the spirits of quartz were the souls of the dead.  Is it any wonder that in crystal healing it is known as the Master Healer…?





Ghostly C19th soldier spills rum on my Christmas cake!

6 11 2012

Every week I’ve carefully spooned a teaspoon of rum onto my homemade Christmas cake (the first I’ve ever made) and this weekend I carefully balanced the rim of the bottle on the teaspoon to do the same.  Whoops!  Some invisible being suddenly nudged my elbow, causing at least 2 tablespoons to splosh all over it.  I laughed it off, thinking the family would be in for a boozy surprise come Christmas day…

I joined my husband in another room for a cuppa, laughingly telling him that ‘someone’ was having a joke but he was pre-occupied with reading a book named Rifleman Costello (1841) about a friend of Costello’s, Tom Crawley, who thought he had seen the ghost of a Portugese soldier who had been killed at the Battle of Busaco during the Peninsular War. 

As I always do, I took out my dowser to check that the said ghost – if he did exist – was resting in peace and suddenly my husband gasped, having read on…  “IS he?” he asked.

“No,” I said, “so I’ve just passed him over, along with 6 other Portugese soldiers from that war who didn’t make it Home.

“Well listen to this he continued, reading from the book: ‘Tom Crawley recognised the ghost  soldier as he was a popular  Portugese who used to sell rum to the troops!‘ 

So it was the ghost of  that rum seller who had nudged my arm, leading me to find and help not only his lost spirit but many others:  I then dowsed the Battle of Busaco, as I had not heard of it before so never checked for casualties left behind, and sure enough 16 more lost souls were lifted, so grateful to have been found after over 200 years in purgatory.

When I also dowsed the ‘Peninsular War’ a huge amount of physical and emotional stress was removed from the land associated with the war and another 22 soldiers followed.  One of them looked as though he had material or some sort of garb draped about his head and shoulders so I assumed he was an Arab, but Michael said in the Peninsula War people used anything they could get their hands on such as leopard skins for example. I never cease to be educated – history was never my best subject at school!

I then spent another 20 mts clearing deeper levels of stress from the lands on which ‘atrocities’ were committed – on not only the physical but the emotional, spiritual, psychic and even higher layers.  In between these layers were pockets of lost souls amounting to another 17 earthbound souls who had been fighting the French.

In summary, the atrocities committed during the Peninsular war left energy blockages in the land, with lost souls sandwiched between.  The British and others were fighting the French as Napolean was trying to put one of his relatives on the throne of Spain so that he would control the whole area.  I had already dowsed Napolean’s army in the past, which explains why I found no ghosts on the French side!

When we tuck into our boozy Christmas cake then we will have to toast all those who were risen to new life all because of an ‘unknown’ rum seller 🙂 guided to my kitchen through the law of attraction!








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