You cant make this stuff up

Working with the spirit world never ceases to astonish and amaze me. How is it possible to talk to an energy that now resides in a different dimension? Regardless of my inability to understand the mechanics of it, I know there are hints to the answers within Quantum Mechanics and possibly String Theory. However, until man advances in the research, we can only rely on the evidence that is miraculously brought forward during sittings and demonstrations by the many talented mediums out there.

A few magic moments stick in my mind that still make me smile.

One evening demonstrating at Borehamwood Spiritualist Church,  I used the opportunity  to challenge myself to get more and more specific information from my communicators, I call them my “Golden Nuggets”. To achieve this, I focus on a particular exercise to receive one specific piece of information. Slowly, the information in that area becomes clearer and more concise the more often you practice it (if you’re lucky).

That particular evening I was covering a few things like, time of passing, name, physical description, relationship and age.  Linking with a tall gentleman from spirit who was around 6 ft. He told me he was 84 when he passed and his name was Gerry. Now slender in build, I knew he had passed in bed after an  illness. I felt it was a cancer making him weaker and felt the weakness in his chest and lungs particularly. This was a lung cancer, Gerry was also a smoker. Looking for my recipient, I felt drawn to the back of the room. Sure enough, a lady at the back of the room put her had hand up and recognized the gentleman. He told me he was her grandfather and she confirmed this and all the other information I had given so far.

So as I stood in front of an audience of around 50 people. I asked Gerry “What time you die?”  I instantly saw a clock face with hands pointing to 10 past 10 and I saw darkness around the clock. Assuming this to mean he passed at night, I relayed this information to my recipient. “Your grandfather passed at 10 past 10 at night”. She replied that he had indeed passed at 10 past 10 but it was in the morning!. Confused, I asked Gerry why he had shown me darkness?  The reply made me laugh so hard that my audience were left wondering for several minutes just what had tickled me so much.  I was finally able to compose myself enough to relay Gerry’s reply.

“Well it WAS dark, I had my eyes shut”. Needless to say, I continued to work on the time of passing as an ongoing exercise.

You honestly cant  make this stuff up!.  Thanks for the laugh Gerry, you really made my day.