What sort of ghosts flew out of the film Ghost?

3 11 2011

A friend’s dog sent me the dvd GHOST to say thanks for some healing work I did on her when she was poorly.  Naturally, her mum chose it, wrapped it and posted it, having told me the musical of the same name was popular in London at the moment – and could be a good link for my forthcoming publication of Ghostwriters in the Sky – A soul is forever, not just a lifetime (I’m still tying up the never-ending strings!)  My husband Michael had to be persuaded to sit and watch it with me, convinced it was ‘a girls’ film’, but was soon glued to the screen, a smile on his lips.

The following morning I felt a little under the weather, my mood strangely dragged down for no apparent reason.  After writing up the notes for my diary and despite having just eaten breakfast, I suddenly felt an energy surge sucking me dry and had a great urge to dash for something sweet from the fridge – just as I imagine a diabetic must feel when they experience a sudden drop in blood sugar.  Yet I knew I was healthy.  I fumbled for my dowser and held it aloft, asking the question ‘what is causing me to feel like this?’…  “EXCITEMENT!” came the loud reply – and my dowser flew off at great speed clearing something from my energy field.   Perhaps this was a collective term for the rush of spirits to leave my space again as I held on tightly to the madly rotating crystal as it sped on and on for five long, gruelling minutes.  I thought I caught glimpses of prison bars and handcuffs but was still feeling disorientated and chose not to observe.  The dowser stopped for a second and calmy swung from side to side – an indication that my spirit helper is speaking to me – and it was to say a heartfelt ‘Thank you Jane,” before continuing for another 5 minutes, after which I felt marvellous again, much of my strength returned.

To those who have not read any of my previous blogs, what I was experiencing was a transfer of a large batch of earthbound spirits into my energy field for onward transmission to the light – something I have been doing for 12 years or so, but just occasionally the load of electro-magnetic energy suddenly sweeping in to mingle with my own causes a physical swaying, giddiness or as in this case a huge depletion in my physical strength.  This was only the beginning.  I asked what category those rescuees were classed in and the surprising answer was “MORONS!”   Immediately I made the mental connection.  In the film GHOST I had been impressed with how well this 1990’s film  had depicted the supernatural process of a ghost’s journey but laughed out loud when two of the ‘baddies’ died and were pounced upon by dark squirming, mumbling shapes who made suitably demonic noises and supposedly dragged them off to the underworld as their punishment.  This didn’t sit right with me as I know from my spirit work that everyone goes to the other side and gets the chance to explain their actions and make amends when possible….Only rarely has every spark of the Godlight disappeared from even a bad person and there is always hope and even forgiveness on the other side.

This was why I had been attracted to help ‘morons’ – and now I was in for a long channelling mission….“Thank you Jane for helping the lost ones who were sucked down into their own quagmire after death, the electro-magnetic energy of their thoughts and actions!” my guides reiterated.  For the next 45 minutes – a very long time clinging to my madly swirling dowser, changing hands and careful to hold the crystal aloft and away from any obstacles such as my lap top (!) – I transmuted these ‘morons’ over to barred ‘cells’ and ‘handcuffs’ as they were being herded into protective custody until lightworkers on the other side could classif them as ‘lunatics’, ‘off-the-wall nutcases’ and ‘megalomaniacs‘ (Accompanied by songs such as ‘I’m a firefighter/twisted firefighter’ and ‘up up and away in my beautiful balloon’…depending on their natures and also the category of ‘luvvies’ (actors)

When at last the dowsing subsided there was the usual message of completion and confirmation from the other side – rather like a psychic invoice!  Not only had I moved across 800 plus lost souls under the heading of ‘morons’ but my spiritual ‘accountant’ for the day told me ‘Oh what a tangled web we weave!’ before the curtain closed again.  Intrigued, as I had heard this quote before, I wondered if this could be Shakespearean.  Imagine my joy, and surprise, to discover that it was SIR WALTER SCOTT who said this in his 1808 epic poem Marmion, about the Battle of Flodden Field in 1513.  Sir Walter Scott is my benefactor on the other side who was responsible for dictating a poem to me about his own death experience – and led me on to speak with and help many famous spirits and record their own thoughts and observations on the journeying of each and every one of our souls – soon to be published in my new book!  How exciting is THAT?!

The handsome Sir Walte Scott!

The handsome Sir Walter Scott!








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