NEW START

Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I like that saying as it can mean so much. I have cleared MR Archer out of my life by writing that diatribe you all had to put up with and I apologise for it. I do feel better for it though. Then this morning, I cleared out a lot of dead wood amongst my followers. Why do so many people on Twitter want hundreds and thousands of followers? I clear them once a week as I like REAL people to talk to and follow.

We meet some really super people through Twitter don't we. Those of you who are reading this have so much to offer to others. You are the ones I find very interesting to hear about. I love reading your tweets and blogs where appropriate. Good works, funny, caring, interesting and just good old fashioned nice(My English teacher told me to never use that word -sorry Mrs Nester) people. I love people like you. You make my day more pleasant and up lifted, so thank you all. Keep those tweets coming and the e-mails.

I'm not doing a real entry today, but this is just to let you know we are back to normal service now. I thought I would let you have something not so serious to read this time to lighten matters up a bit. I'm going to be horrid now. I wrote a poem years ago about a lot of the people in this town. None of them will read it as I shouldn't think they know what a computer is let alone how to use one. When I got married I ended up mixing with them and it was horrendous. they didn't have a brain cell between them and I started getting like them !!! Anyway, it's a bit bitchy but is so typical of the plastic people of today. Badly written as I'm not a writer or a poet, but thought you may like it.

THE CLONES

With painted nails and face full of goo
They all meet for coffee and luncheon too.
With furs and diamonds and bleached blond hair
They parade around in designer wear.
Squeezed in clothes a size too small
And wearing high heels to make them feel tall
They'll raise some money by drinking champagne
Though nobody knows who's ever gained.

They've never cleaned and can rarely cook
But are very adept at maintaining their looks.
They go to their gyms and hairdressers too
And look down their noses at me and you.
They all speak at once - though there's nothing to say
As they've not used their brains and they've wasted away.
They race around town in their flashy cars
And try to look busy but never go far.
A divorce here and there what does it matter
For dahling that's made my balances fatter.


Not a penny was earned in an honest way
But by using men and making them pay.
About their ages they'll always lie,
And will never change till the day they die
For the bodies God gave them are all made of plastic
Like the money they spend and it's all very drastic.
But at least we can watch them and laugh with glee
For we have a REAL life - you and me.

I hope you enjoyed that. The funniest part of it is - just after I had finished writing it my doorbell rang. I put the book down (open) with the pen on top of it and went to answer the door. It was a woman who I knew but didn't really mix with anymore. Don't get me wrong, she's a lovely person just, well, empty. I don't know how else to describe her. I don't want to be horrible but there isn't anything else I can say about her apart from the fact shes, well, nice.
Anyway, she came in and I offered her coffee as one does and went to make it. On my return to the room I saw she was holding the book and had read the poem. Oh s***, thought I. Well, I had to laugh because she looked at me and asked if it was about her!!! Well, if the cap fits. She was chuffed to bits by the thought of it. Doesn't that say it all.

ARCHER'S PEERAGE (2nd of 2 parts) CONCLUSION

Surprise, surprise. I received the full report from the KPMG at the end of their investigation. Listed on it were all of the people who took part in it without exception. The name of their group or organisation and what they had done or raised. Well, what do you know, there was no mention at all of BAFK. Not a dickie bird. Now why, I wonder, would that be. Because it was to be reported on by the media wasn't it. How could they mention us. Questions would be asked. It would show that out of everyone, we were by far the largest relief aid organisation for the Kurds in the country. No, once again, we were treated as though we didn't exist.

Everything had slotted into place. Throughout our work, the people who ran the show in their own areas were constantly telephoning me asking why the media kept reporting that the British public were doing nothing. They KNEW we were. They rang me daily for updates! I was, and still am, so frustrated. How dare that b***** government be corrupt enough to hide the enormous work that the people of Britain did? These were the people who had elected them into power in the first place and they were treated as nothing's just so that a smug, little man with very deep pockets and whose whole life has been about "him" could stamp his feet throw out his dummy and demand a peerage. Is it little wonder that we now have so little disregard for the so called Honour's list anymore.

When the cash for peerages investigation was launched I had dealings with that team also. Great interest was taken and then eventually after 2 years nothing. There is something very strange about this whole affair. You may wonder why I am still hounding that man after so many years. It is because I let down the people who did that work. It is my fault that everything they did was unrecognised. None of them wanted rewards, titles or glory. All they wanted was for people to stop pretending they weren't doing anything. They all wanted to know why Archer was deemed so important to John Major that he had to go to such lengths to cover up their work and pretend he was the hero.

Do you know what scares me most about this? If a Prime Minister and his government on his orders can go to such lengths to lie and cover up something such as this, what the heck are they capable of doing about something serious. Makes one shudder doesn't it?
There is so very much more I could tell you, but the whole object of this was to get the story out into the general public.Let them know the truth about his peerage. When it was proved he raised not a penny, why was he not stripped of the title? They tried to keep this quiet and now, thanks to Blogger, Twitter, Digital Spy and others, I have had a chance to let those of you who are interested know the truth. Thank you to them.

This is one way they couldn't stop me. Hopefully, word will now spread by all of you who are as disgusted as I am. I leave it to you to decide if you want this story to spread. I have done what I have wanted to for years. I have managed, at last, to let some of the country know what a wonderful and truly outstanding thing we British did. Only a handful of the group know the extent of our achievement. Even those involved have been unaware for all of these years what they did. To all of you I thank you for your unstinting generosity and time. I know many of you struggled yourselves in your lives for many reasons and yet still gave of yourselves in the most unselfish and generous way.

I apologise unreservedly to each and every one of those good and generous people for not managing to have their work recognised. I tried, I really tried and for some of you now it is too late to see I have managed in a very small way to do it at last. I am sorry that all you had at the helm was me. If you had a celebrity heading it this would not have happened to you. I have to accept now that Jeffrey Archer (who will always be MR Archer to me) is being very protected by the powers that be for some strange reason. There must be more to it than friendship don't you think? At least we all know what we did. We know that we managed to maybe save a lot of lives and that, for us, is what it was all about. More to the point, we can stand in front of God (or whatever your belief is) and not be ashamed.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. For those of you who have supported my story I thank you. I truly don't mind any comments. I am made of pretty tough stuff theses days, but please, don't ever accuse me again of wanting glory. There is only one person who has done that in this whole story and we know who he is don't we. This for me is the end. I know I have been a pain in that man's side for all of these years and now I have done what I wanted to do, and what they wanted to prevent, I got the word out there. The rest is up to you. Many thanks,

God Bless,

Lorraine Goodrich

DON'T EVER UNDERESTIMATE AN ORDINARY HOUSEWIFE AGAIN MR ARCHER

ARCHER'S PEERAGE - PART 4 (one of 2 parts)

Before I start this final part of the story may I reiterate something I mentioned earlier. This is NOT about me. I did state that but have had some criticism and comments that if you do good works they should be done quietly. I couldn't agree more. However, what the British did was not a small thing and SHOULD be recognised. Once again, it is NOT MY NAME I want known or recognised it is BRITISH AID FOR THE KURDS. And to those who complain about that. Why shouldn't they have recognition. £200,000,000 is a heck of an achievement. Besides, if you remember, I said the only reward I wanted was Archer to be stripped of his title.

I accept all comments and am grateful for them, but I get upset if people think this is about me, because it isn't. If you think I'm after glory I'm not. I had all of that 17 years ago in other ways and don't need it thank you. If you recall, I tried to get someone else to pretend she was me. So the self glory I can't be accused of. Not letting it go and being obsessed by it - yes, I stand guilty as accused. Besides, there is more to it than I am prepared to tell you as it is private, so really, you shouldn't judge without the whole facts. Now that's out of the way, let's continue.

The people who took part in the KPMG investigation into the missing money that Archer alleged to have raised, were people involved in Kurdish relief in some way or another. I have a full report of that investigation, not just the bits released for publication. I also have the full transcript of my interview with them. I went armed with documentation and letters from Government along with lists and letters showing what exactly it was that we had done and sent to the Kurds.

Up to this point, I was under the impression that what we had raised was possibly around the £10-20 million mark. I thought even that was excessive. It turned out to be a gross underestimation. During the interview, government figures showed estimated costs of certain items. It was only then that we realised that at the very minimum, based on those government figures, we had in fact raised over £200,000,000 pounds. I even asked them if that figure was correct and they unhesitatingly said yes it was. How shocked was I.

In the full report the figures were given about Archer's claims. It turned out that he did nothing. All monies talked of and claimed by him as his work were complete and utter lies which John Major had actually encouraged. Money had been given by our government and other governments for the Kurdish people, but long before Archer was even aware there was an appeal going on. John Major took it upon himself to accredit Archer with it.

The BBC did a programme about him and his peerage and in it they stated that Archer had befriended Major and had asked for a title. What for though. If he was to be given one for anything he did with the Conservative party it would have stated that's what it was for. Nobody wanted him though and the request for a peerage, from what I have read, had already been turned down twice. It was only if they could find a "cause" for him that no one could then object. There was talk at sometime of great amounts of money that Archer was alleged to have given the Tories out of his own pocket. Whether this was true I can't possibly say, I do know though, that his and John Major's claims are completely fabricated.

It was luck of the draw for them both, that at the time he was asking and they were looking, I came along. A little housewife from Devon who nobody knew. I wasn't a celebrity who was leading a group, I was an unknown entity who could be hidden. Problem was, I wouldn't go away. BAFK was huge and because of that, it would appear that the media had to be told there was to be a news blackout on our activities. This was questioned in Parliament.

When I first formed BAFK I was interviewed on local television and was asked what made me do it. I gave an answer which Archer repeated almost word for word a month later when he was asked the same question. He couldn't even answer that honestly or originally.

I intend finishing this this evening but as it is longer than the others, shall publish what I have written up till now. The conclusion to follow very shortly.

ARCHER'S PEERAGE PART 3

British Aid for the Kurds (BAFK as it became known), was the largest organisation in the country by the time we finished. It had sent nearly 1,000 tonnes of relief aid and no one else was anywhere near that. At the time, we had no idea of assessing the worth of what had been achieved. A guesstimate was put on it of £20-30million. I thought that was too much and that it was an overestimation.

I had a private meeting with Lynda Chalker who was then the Minister of the ODA (Overseas Development Administration)in London. She was very much decrying all of the things we had done and had done so throughout. I have letters from her that are so derogatory it is unbelievable. The lies they made up about our work and yet the Government actually broke into one of our warehouses and stole a warehouse full of goods. They then transported those goods and said they were from the British government! A Whitehall spokesman said we had given our permission. No we hadn't.

Lynda Chalker, later made a Baroness by her friend John Major, tried to intimidate me at the meeting. She walked into the boardroom with about a dozen chaps in their obligatory suits all carrying notepads and pens. They circled the boardroom table and sat facing us prepared to take notes. Silly woman. Not being immodest, but what was she doing? Having run 2 major national/international organisations that dealt with some of the top people in the country, did she really think a lot of young boys with notepads was going to worry me!! (See how cocky I had become. This was the same woman (me)who 3 months earlier was lying on her floor screaming in a haze of madness. Now you see why I say it must have been Divine Help that was given to me).

Anyway, I was at the meeting to get the truth out of her about why she, the Prime Minister and the government had hidden all of our work. We wanted to know what the point was. Why had they lied about the types of things we were sending? It was only later I would learn why. The meeting was a total waste of time. She had no intention of telling the truth. I never obliged her by begging or moaning. I sat and just stared at her and let her spout a load of rubbish at me. It was obvious the woman was an incredible liar. Question was why? What was the point?

Moving swiftly along, in the following year the Honour's list was published and Jeffrey Archer's name was on it. He was being awarded a peerage for his amazing achievement of raising £57 million for the Kurds!!!!!! Lynda Chalker for her part was later made a Baroness. For our American friends reading this, that meant she would now be addressed as Lady Chalker. Suddenly, all started to fall in place. We still didn't know why though. We knew he had taken glory for something he didn't do, but the full extent of the deception never became clear until the year 2000.

Good old Jeff went to prison. Hurrah I hear you shout. At least I hope I hear you do that! Whilst in there, the Kurdish people had started asking where the money was that he had alleged to have raised. Baroness Emma Nicholson had much to do with the Kurds and, I believe, still does. On their behalf she asked where it was and why hadn't anyone seen any of it. After all, this was 9 years later. An investigation was launched by the Red Cross. KPMG Forensic Accountants were to look into it to see where it had gone.

Archer was put into a higher category prison due to the seriousness of suggested allegations about the missing money. I knew he hadn't stolen any because I knew there hadn't been as much as he had claimed. I was probably the only one of 2-3 of us who knew that outside John Major's government. Suddenly, my telephone was red hot. Someone from Radio 4's Today programme telephoned me. He asked if I was the lady who had run BAFK. On confirmation, he sighed with relief and said that everyone in the media was looking for me. (We had moved house). Now he had found me he said everyone else would be in touch and to be prepared.

He said it was to do with Jeffrey Archer. Everywhere they looked to get details about his alleged fund raising, all they could find was my name. He asked why that was. I told him. Now the story gets even more peculiar. Remember, this is 9 years later and a different Government. No John Major to help out and hide him or their secrets. Maybe now the truth would be exposed. At last all of those poor people who did everything I asked of them would get the recognition they deserved. For years I felt guilty (and still do) that because they only had me as their head and not a celebrity, their work was unrecognised. If you knew the extent of what some of them did, you would know why I feel that way.

It was set up that Radio 4 would interview, Smelly old Mary Archer - whoops, sorry, I think the word used at the time was fragrant - oh well,same thing. No one said what the fragrance was, I just assumed married to him... Anyway, things were set up that Mon. Tues. and I think Wednesday interviews would be held and unbeknown to them all, after they had told their lies, I was to be produced on the Thursday to shock them all with the truth exposed. All of the interviews took place and the chap concerned rang me daily. He was to call me at a set time for my interview and then.....nothing.

It was happening again. A silence. The television interviews that were recorded never were shown, the newspaper articles went unpublished and the radio interviews too were silenced. Why? This is a different government - what's more a different party. Things were getting even more puzzling. Then I heard about a Panorama documentary due to be televised about Archer. THAT was to be a real eye opener.

Baroness Nicholson was now in touch with me regularly and we had many discussions about what was going on. I had by now been asked By Sir Nicholas Young CEO of the Red Cross in London to take part in the KPMG investigation. I was delighted and of course accepted. I could go armed with all of my letters and documents etc. and could have the truth told. I could show he didn't raise as much as he had claimed. What I didn't bank on was finding out, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he hadn't actually raised a penny. My second shock was to be the estimated value of what we had achieved which far exceeded the amount I had at first thought too large!!

The Panorama interview and what I learned from it, the KPMG investigation and its report and the outcome of it all will be in the next and final part. So too will be the fact that the Metropolitan Police investigating the loans for peerages scandal were also informed of all of this.

Thanks once again for your time and PLEASE remember to get as many people as you can to read this and get them to pass on the link to it also. Justice I hope will be seen to be done and that phoney title removed forthwith. That's all I want now.

Much love, Lorraine.

PSYCHOMETRY PART 2

Sorry this has taken so long but other things got in the way! Hopefully you will have something to try this with. Two or three things would be good. If you are doing it alone, then I suggest you have a pen and paper to hand in order to write down any information you may receive.

Once you are prepared - sitting comfortably and without a chance of being disturbed - then clear your mind with the usual three deep breaths and hold your chosen object in your hand. It doesn't matter which one. Just sit and wait to see what you feel. Don't try to force it or you will only imagine you are feeling things you aren't. I shall give you an example of what may happen by recounting the first time I tried psychometry.

I was given someone's watch to hold and asked to say what I felt. Nothing was the answer. I was waiting for a flash of instant knowledge and was concentrating hard on getting it. The harder I tried to get something, the more blank my mind went. There was someone watching and he asked what I was getting. 'Nothing', I replied. He assured me I was and said to stop trying so hard. He asked me to tell him what I was feeling. It was a tingling in my hand that was holding the watch. As soon as I said that it started to spread up my arm. I told him that was happening.

It turned out that this was what I was meant to be saying. I had been waiting for startling revelations which weren't forthcoming. Instead, I was getting very faint and subtle feelings which it turned out I should have been telling the owner of the watch about. Once I had said the first thing, then other things followed. I eventually, albeit very slowly, gave out that it felt like a woman was with me and what she had wrong. there were several more things and then it stopped. I knew then to stop before I started adding bits of my imagination to it.

So you see, when you do it for the first time, don't expect big things to happen or startling revelations of any kind. It is usually quite subtle feelings or a 'knowing'. There may only be a couple of things and even these you may not be sure of at first. In time you will learn to tell the difference between what you are picking up and what are your own thoughts.

Write down what you got and say what item you were holding at the time. Do this with each item until you have finished. If you want to, you can go back to the first one and try again. Do not over do it though. Ask the people who you have done this for to be honest about what you tell them. If you were wrong, then they must say. If you were accurate then excellent. Without people being honest, you won't learn if you are doing it correctly and relaying all the information in the right way.

Getting it wrong doesn't matter at first. It is something that may take a little time until you are used to doing it and have learned how to understand the feelings you are getting. It is so easy to think you have a pain in the knee or arm or wherever you're being shown. It is not always obvious at first that this is being given to you and is not actually YOUR pain. If at any time the feeling stays or is too intense, then just calmly but firmly in your mind tell them to take it away from you again. This should be done immediately you ask. You will feel it leaving you. If it doesn't then tell them again and if necessary, put down the object and get up and do something else. They need to know that YOU are in charge.

I always thank them for letting me feel, hear,smell or know what it is they are trying to show me. You must do the same. At the end of any exercise always say a thank you. Even if you feel nothing happened, you can be assured that someone is there listening. Just because you aren't aware doesn't mean they are not with you. So say thank you each time. It is the same with prayer. Each time you pray and ask for something, remember to always say a prayer of thanks later on. It may not always be obvious your prayer has been answered, but it shall have been. Maybe not how you wanted, but be assured, it will be in the best way for you although you may not know that is the case.

This hasn't been a long exercise as it is only really practice that makes perfect. Not everyone will be able to work in this way so do not be dismayed if it doesn't work for you. There are many gifts and each has their own. Some have one or two and others may have many more. Some people may not be able to do any of these things ever because this is not their time. Even if you can master psychometry, do not expect results each time you try it. It is not possible to always be able to do things when you try them. There are many reasons for this. Sometimes the energy is too low - theirs or yours. It could be that the person concerned you read for is not to know anything at that time. There are various reasons so do not be overly concerned if one day you excel and another you achieve nothing. There is also the fact that the gifts we have been given can be changed to others at any given moment.

I hope you get on with this and achieve some results. Do let me know if you do. Good luck and I wish you many happy hours of practice.

God's Blessing's

Lorraine.

ARCHER'S PEERAGE PART 2

You'll have no doubt noticed that the link I gave you isn't working. It was when I first did it and did for a while afterwards. Suddenly it stopped. I wonder why. Sounds very dramatic I know, but would you have believed anyone if you had been told practically all MP's in our country were crooked as hell? No, quite. I shall carry on with the story and you can come to your own conclusions at the end. Suffice to say, all I tell you can be checked out in Hansard. The Parliamentary records of all debates etc. in the House of Commons.

I told you about Parcels for the Gulf and now I shall come to the follow up. Due to the Network of helpers, organisers in various counties and storage facilities the group had, I decided to put it to good use. We had stopped the Gulf parcels due to the ceasefire and so I decided to set up an Organisation Nationally to help the Kurdish people. This was done on 4th April 1991. Archer says he became aware (in his own words) of the plight of the Kurds for the first time on 25th April after celebrating his birthday with his family. Where on earth had he been before then. It was all that was on the news.

This time my work was much harder as people from before didn't all want to help with this as they were exhausted from the last thing we had done. I then had to find more district organisers, storage facilities, collection points for donations etc. Logistical nightmare. I needed new transport for long and short haul collection/delivery and worst of all I now had no aeroplanes to fly anything out! Cut a long story relatively short again. I got all I needed including 747's free of charge for our use.

I had daily contact with UNHCR and British Foreign Office in order to check what was needed and where. In all we raised approximately £200 million of relief aid. Yes, Two Hundred Million pounds worth. This is what the British public did and the government hid. We got no recognition for £200million, he got a peerage for £57 million that's now been proved wan't raised at all by him. I also started the ball rolling for a concert. My son was at school with Peter Gabriel's 2 daughters. He was the founder member of the group Genesis if you remember. He was known for doing charity concerts and so I telephoned his ex wife who gave me his number. I spoke with Annie Parsons ( his PA). After a couple of conversations, Peter agreed to do the concert, he got Sting on board and they gave me Harvey Goldsmith's number and told me to contact him. He was and is THE man to arrange these concerts.

At this point I got the British Red Cross on board. I didn't mind handling relief aid, but as I wasn't a registered charity had no intention of handling any money if I could help it. The Red Cross (Iranian Red Crescent) were distributing our goods when they arrived at Tehran and so who better to handle the money side of it. In all this time, by now 4 weeks in which our first plane had left filled with all manner of things, there was NO national publicity at all. Odd mentions would be made and announced that the story would be on News at Ten etc. you would tune in and - nothing!

I would get telephone calls from their news desks just before going live on air asking what planes I had going out that day and what was on them. They would then go on air and ask why the British who were usually so good were doing nothing. I was horrified. They all knew exactly what we were doing and just didn't report it. Something was going on and none of us knew what. We even sent a pre fabricated building with 40 hospital beds, lockers and bedding with a portable operating table, 50 tons of medical equipment and a team of doctors, surgeon and nurses out. All BEFORE good old Jeff came on the scene.

One day, suddenly, none of my calls to Harvey Goldsmith were being taken. The same happened with the British Red Cross. Remember, these were the ones with the concert? A couple of days later things started to drop into place. I had a telephone call from a leading journalist at the Telegraph Newspaper. She asked me what Jeffrey Archer had to do with my concert. I replied that he had nothing to do with anything least of all the concert. She then told me that all of them now knew why none of our work had been allowed to be talked of or publicised. They ALL, every single person in the media who mattered, had received a press release that morning saying that Jeffrey Archer had launched an appeal to help the Kurds and that he was arranging a concert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

From then on, our work continued behind the scenes as usual and he went on T.V. saying how wonderful he was and saying how much money he had flooding in. Still our work went unmentioned. I'm talking about the whole of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales here. Not some small group. Imagine how much covering up that took. I can't start to tell you all that was going on. Suffice to say, I collapsed after it was all over and was very ill with blood pressure for a year before they could regulate it properly. I'm still on high medication for it daily now 17 years later. My job as the main organiser was hard enough, but without any publicity it was a logistical nightmare. My telephone bills were a regular £1,800 with no help from anywhere. I also had phones set up in our warehouse at Heathrow airport.

Anyway, all was beginning to fall into place. Archer was taking credit for an appeal he didn't launch. He was also taking credit for a concert he didn't start. What's more, he was being very publicly supported by the government and John Major in particular. The real irony is the name he changed the concert to - Simple Truth !!

That's all for now, but you now know what's going on. I shall conclude maybe tomorrow with what happened next. Long winded isn't it? I hope you are beginning to see why I'm so annoyed and determined to get the truth out. There was a man called, Duncan Edwards who ran our warehouse at Heathrow airport. He was magnificent in the work he did and never got credit. Many people I could mention who did real hard work over and above the normal call of things and they were never recognised for any of it because Archer wanted it for himself when he had done NOTHING. We have since heard that that is what he has always done. Whether that's true or not I don't know. I do, however, know about this. Ah well, reliving this is making me hot in the cheeks and under the collar. Off for a cup of tea.

If you want to check this out, the link I posted was for a section taken from a Debate in Hansard. Look up Lorraine Goodrich Parcels on Google U.K and you MAY see a headline. Hansard June 6th 1991. I think that's the one I tried to show you. One of many.
I really hope you're not bored by this, but I want as many to know as possible. Why should the Government get away with hiding what the British people did in order to give a "mate" of theirs glory. It's disgusting. Please get all your friends to read this and spread the word to everyone they know. This way maybe we can get the truth out at how corrupt the government was and is. I do not want my name singled out. When one talks of Red Cross, Oxfam etc. they do not mention one individual, they mention the group name. That is what I want. More than that, I would be satisfied with that ghastly smug man being stripped of the title he didn't earn. He and people like him are what is making our country look stupid.

The government has hidden this truth for 17 years. Strangely, subsequent governments have and are doing the same, WHY? What is it about Archer that they keep hiding the truth from coming out. Why do they keep protecting him no matter what he does. When he went to prison in 2000 an investigation was launched into where the money he claimed to have raised was. That, is what I am going to talk to you of next. I am sick and tired of things like this being hidden because the ordinary man on the street is not given his voice. By spreading the word this way it can be talked of and word can spread all over the country. I want to show the Government that we will not be hidden away as though we were not important. You can help with this if you will.
Thanks for your understanding. Spread the word!!

Lorraine.

PARLIAMENTARY DEBATE

http://www.publications.parliament.uk/pa/cm199091/cmhansrd/1991-06-06/Debate-11.html

Copy and paste above in Google U.K to see Parliamentary proof of what I say. It may not work 1st time but go to history and it will.

The above link will take you to a debate about what I shall talk of next. It follows from the Parcels for the Gulf into the next part which is British Aid for the Kurds. Remember, Archer got his peerage for allegedly raising funds for the Kurds? This will start to shed a little light on things before my next post, part 2 of The Truth about his Peerage.

JEFFREY ARCHER'S PEERAGE - THE TRUTH

This is something that should have come out long ago. I have been warned not to tell the story as Archer is a nasty man and is not likely to take this lightly. I could go and happily stand in a court of law and state all of this and prove it. The story which I am about to tell you is the truth and I can prove all of it. The story of why he was awarded his peerage is just that, a story. His claims cannot be proven in a court of law or anywhere else. In fact, his claims were shown to be lies in the year 2000 at an investigation in which I took part. Why he still has the peerage in that case remains a mystery to me. In order to explain how it came about I shall have to start at the beginning. It's a bit long winded I'm afraid but I shall cut it down considerably in order not to bore you more than necessary.

For those of you who don't know, Jeffrey Archer is what some may call an author, a peer of the realm and a convicted criminal. His story telling is second to none and that is not his novels I'm talking of. There was one book I know of that was written about him called - Jeffrey Archer, Stranger Than Fiction by Michael Crick. Well worth a read if you want to know more about the truth of what and who he is.

This story of mine, started in 1991 during the first Gulf War. Many people in Britain wanted to send parcels out to the British troops who were in the Gulf. It was costing rather a lot of money to send them and each day on our television screens, people were complaining about it. At this time, I was suffering very badly from nerves and severe depression. It was due to various things in my life which are not important here. What I will say is, none of that has changed. I have just learned how to handle it now and realised it is NOT me who has the problem but them.

Anyway, due to the way I was, I was unable to talk to friends or go out anywhere without having panic attacks. I would get nervous twitches which would make my head jerk uncontrollably, breath very heavily, my heart would pound, I felt everyone was looking at me and judging me and laughing at me, the works. Veeery bad time for me. I remember one day lying on the floor of my dining room in a terrible state and crying and clawing at the floor like a madwoman. I raised my head and called out "God, I have tried so hard to help myself and I just can't do it anymore. I really need you, PLEASE will you help me. I can't do it on my own any longer".

My parents were unaware of how bad I was. My Father was abroad at this time working, my Mother had had a stroke so I couldn't worry her, and both my sisters were living away from here. I was helping Mum as much as I could and getting no help at all with anything else in my life. My circumstances were dire to say the least for certain reasons and were being made worse daily. If my Mother had been well and knew the extent of what was happening she would have gone ballistic and sorted them out. She knew a lot but I kept most hidden for years. If people tell you something long enough you start to believe them. You think they can't all be wrong and you right. I can't say why, but this was not of my own doing but certainly other people's. I had no one to turn to at all and others who did see and know couldn't care less. I tell you this because I want you to realise that the events that followed were not of my doing. They were all done by Divine Intervention. It had to have been as there is no way I as an ordinary woman could have done what you will hear of on her own. I am convinced it was sent to help me. God, working in the way He does, had decided to help me and in doing so would get me to assist Him in a way that would take my mind off myself.

One morning a week after the dining room episode whilst watching breakfast television, I saw these women again complaining about their parcels and I wondered why none of them did anything about it. Not out of the goodness of my heart, but because I was fed up listening to them and seeing them do nothing, I decided to do it for them. I picked up my 'phone and asked directory enquiries for the number of the Ministry of Defence. They gave me several numbers and after making a couple of calls I got through to who I needed to speak to. I'm going to cut this short or it'll take forever, but I got them to agree to take the parcels to the Gulf free of charge if we could get them to them at the base.

I then rang transport companies, got it arranged and then rang a local radio station to tell them how these women could do it as it was now all set up. WRONG! He put me live on air, gave out my phone number and from that second the telephone never stopped. I won't bore you with the details, but from a nervous wreck, I ws now organising parcels around the county. That soon spread within a day or two thanks to the media and then I organised it throughout the country. Not only was it parcels from the family but we had collection points set up in shops and other places where people could donate and then we would make up parcels from the people of the country.

Because of the way it was done, most in the country had no idea it was me organising it all and bringing it together. They thought it was them. That is the way I wanted it. All the logistics remained a mystery to them. I even tried to get someone else to do the interviews so that I could remain anonymous. She was desperate to do it, whereas I wanted to crawl and hide away somewhere. In the South West area they knew because unfortunately my house was surrounded by t.v cameras, radio and newspaper reporters and photographers each day. I was made to do the interviews as they said the other lady couldn't pretend to be me. In the early days I was seen sitting with my elbow on the arm of the chair leaning my head into my hand. It looked so rude and bad mannered, but the reality was I was holding my head still because of the twitches. I was a nervous wreck.

Anyway, all of the operation ran smoothly and problems were soon sorted. One day I received a telephone call from someone who will remain nameless. He informed me to expect a call from Buckingham Palace inviting me to a garden party. He said it would come in the next week. He also informed me that my name was on the honours list and that although he shouldn't tell me, there was no way I wouldn't get whatever it was and he wanted to be the first to congratulate me. This until now has been kept very quiet and even my family don't know of this bit. I am telling it now so that all becomes clear later on because after 17 years I am sick of Archer parading around with his smug look knowing no one will touch him.

I got the call, went to Buckingham Palace and thanks to a letter I received from her about 10 days before we went, was even presented for a second time whilst there to Princess Diana. I then saw the person who had telephoned me. He apologised profusely. When I asked what for he said he was sorry he had told me about the honours list because it hadn't after all happened. He said my name had been taken off the list and none of them could understand why and that it was all being kept very quiet. Luckily, I had forgotten about it and it didn't bother me. Why did I need or want anything anyway. I had achieved what I set out to do and my reward was the greatest I could receive, my nerves were better. All of that had helped me and I realised I WAS a good person and a worthwhile person after all who DID have something to offer others.

Well, that has told you the start. The next part gets to where you will possibly understand where I'm going with this. The first part was necessary though to explain how and why I became involved with part 2 of the story. If I thought Parcels For the Gulf took some organising, the next thing I was to do was enormous. If I had known what lay ahead I wonder if I would have continued? I shall try to update with the next part very soon and hope this isn't all too boring for you. It will, however, for those who read it, help you to understand why I feel the way I do about Archer, John Major and the British Government then and now.

Could all who read this please ask their followers to read it. The more people who learn of this the better. Our media have been made by the Government to keep what is coming next quiet. It was mentioned in Parliament in one of the many debates about us that there may be a D-Notice which means none of this is allowed to be told. Many times over the years I have been filmed at length by national media and interviewed in order that the truth will come out. I informed each of them that they were wasting their time. They thought not and said what I had was dynamite and must be told. It never has been until now. This is one way they cannot stop the story being told if we spread it far and wide amongst our followers. My thanks in advance. 17 years I have waited to have the truth about Archer/Major told.

Thanks for your time, God Bless,

Lorraine.

A DAY OF TEARS

Yesterday was a bad day for me. I was very depressed and had a day of good old fashioned blubbing and wallowing in it. It happens from time to time due to circumstances in my life that rears its ugly head once in a while. The reason I tell you this, is because all things happen for a reason. Due to my severe depression I couldn't be bothered dressing properly and going to the shops. Everything was too much of an effort. You know the feeling we've all been there sometime or another. If you haven't then WOW, but WOW lucky old you.

Anyway, due to this listlessness I had to go to the nearby little shop instead later in the day. In fact, 7pm that evening. I dragged myself along hoping to see no one. No usual smile on my face or lightness in my step. A dragging, listless, puffy and red eyed person slumped into the shop.

Outside was a homeless chap trying to scrounge a bit of anything. Everyone was giving him dirty looks or completely ignoring him. I was one of the latter. I went in and looked around and couldn't even be bothered buying anything. Couldn't think of anything I wanted. Some cheese and parma ham and that was about it. Couldn't be bothered. I paid and walked out. Once outside, I saw the same chap standing looking as defeated as I felt.

The people in my world (not family) have treated me pretty shabbily over many years and I am used to being treated as a nothing and as a person no one anyone cares about particularly. It hurts. You rise above it and the "on a good day" me, puts it all in perspective and gets on with my lot. Because I always smile and am welcoming with an extrovert personality doing everything for everyone, they all think that I'm tough and made of steel. I'm not. Inside I hurt very badly but am darned if they will have the satisfaction of knowing that. Nobody knows the real me and what I go through each day of my life and it is because of this that when I glanced up and saw that chap looking as defeated as I felt I did what I did next.

I walked up to him and asked if he was hungry. He said yes. I don't usually give money as they often spend it on drugs or too much alcohol. I have given some at times but not too often. I took the chap back into the shop with me and told him to get whatever he wanted to eat. He was so good. He tried not to pick much or anything that cost much. I had to almost make him get more. He got a couple of things or so and then I told him to get chocolate and drinks if he wanted to. We got to the checkout amidst quite a few not very pleasant looks and I asked if he smoked. He said yes so we asked for what he wanted and the chap behind the counter tried to give him just 10. I got him to change that and had everything put in a bag. They tried to hand it to me and so I smilingly said no, that it wasn't my shopping and could they give it to the gentleman I was with. their faces were a picture.

How terribly sad the way they looked at him. They also looked at me in horror as though I had done some unspeakable act that was totally unacceptable in today's world. He and I walked out of that shop and I knew that he was worth 10 of each of them. he was terribly polite and grateful, wasn't trying to get all he could out of me, he was honest and appreciative and, in fact, all of the things that most people today aren't.

I haven't told you this to have you think I'm good or kind. I have related this to you as it is meant to be a blog that's a diary of my life and that means the good and the bad. Yesterday was a bad day for me which resulted in something good. It taught me again, that yes, I may have a load of **** in my life but how lucky am I compared to him? Who knows what led him to be where he is right now. How dare we all go around judging people by how they look or behave compared to us? We are all God's children and to Him we are all equal and as important and special as each other. We are meant to love one another as ourselves. he never said we had to like them though!

To help another person in need is something that we could all do in our own way. I'm sure that those of you who read this do. In fact, I have no doubt about that because I have spoken to each of you via e-mail and know you are all good, kind, loving people. To those of you who may be new to this blog then I am assuming that you too must also be good people. I am going to finish this little bit with one of the poems I wrote several years ago. Maybe it may help us all think a little. If only all would be the same in the world.
God Bless you all and thank you for listening to my ramblings,
Lorraine


LIFE'S QUESTION WHY?

Many a time I sit alone and ask
The question why? Do we all
Have to suffer such sorrow or pain
Until the day we die.

Well it's sent to us for learning
To help us understand
So we might care for others
And lend a helping hand.

For without it we'd be nothing
And never would progress
We'd stay the same throughout our lives
From our birth until our death.

Although at times it seems so bad
And the reasons never clear
It's moulded us and shaped our lives
And banished all our fears.

So take some time to sit and think
What life has offered you
How those experiences changed your ways
And helped you to come through.

Be grateful to the people or
The times that caused you pain
For these have made you who you are
And you're the one who's gained.


With thanks to the lovely young man I met yesterday for reminding me of this.

NAKED ROMP IN THE GARDEN

I have just run around my front garden naked enjoying the fresh air and sunshine on my bare skin with all of my neighbours staring in disbelief and horror. Actually, that's a lie, but when I was in advertising we were taught to start with an attention grabbing headline - well that was it. Got you wondering though didn't it? Bet it conjured up an horrific sight in front of your eyes. Wouldn't you love to do it though just to see the looks on their faces? I wonder if Gok Wan is on Twitter. Maybe I could get him to visit, teach me that my fat, lumpy body which only knows one compass point - due south, is actually a thing to be proud of. No, thought not.

Anyway with clothes firmly in place here I am at home having bought my THIRD pair of grey trousers for lawn bowls. How exciting you may think. actually no it's b****y boring isn't it. Why the heck did I join. Both of the first 2 pairs are wron They have faint lines on them. Lines I hasten to add that no one further than 6 inches away from my side can see. Not quite plain enough though so, I get home with the third pair, which are completely plain, to find one of my ducks sitting at the front door and looking at me in disgust. I had put food out by the pond before I went into town, but obviously the other's had eaten it and by the time he arrived it was finished.

As I got out of the car, he only waddled up to me quacking his head off and going slightly demented that I was late. Can't you tell he's a man! It was his fault for being late in the first place. So, I go inside with him standing by the back door (he was at front door) waiting for his food. Container filled I duly came out and started walking towards the pond, him waddling in my wake still doing the duck equivalent of mumbling under his breath all the way to the pond. His wife was not there today, she probably left him when he started moaning earlier on. Can't say I blame her.

Anyway, very little post today just to let you know I haven't forgotten you. Off to lawn bowls now to see if THESE trousers are allowed. If not then I'm going to take up something where clothes aren't important in this fussy way. I went to Buckingham Palace and didn't have to worry so much for goodness sake!
Speak to you all very soon, take care,
Lorraine x

PSYCHOMETRY PART 1

It is difficult to know what people want to know about when you are not face to face and can only talk in this manner. I said earlier on that I would talk of psychometry and will do so this time. It is not really the stage I would have liked to go to after the 2 posts on awareness, but I don't know if any of you are doing this with someone else or are doing it alone. No-one has told me and so for this reason, I shall talk of psychometry before stage 3 of the awareness. I hope that by next time you shall all have found someone to sit with in order to do step 3. If you haven't you'll have to skip it and try some other time.

Psychometry, for those who don't know, is when we can hold an object belonging to someone and get information from it. For example, I was at a friend's home last week for lunch and over coffee she happened to show me a notebook. A lady she knew and had looked after had written lots of instructions about what she wanted to be done after her death. This book had been given to my friend to carry out the instructions it contained.

As she handed me the book, in my mind, I instantly saw a desk in a darker coloured wood. It was a bureau style desk and I just knew that this was where the lady had written the contents and had kept the notebook locked up. I described the desk in detail and it proved to be correct. I then went on to give a few more details and described the lady and gave a couple of names. The handwriting gave me more information about her character and personality. A date came into my mind, well it was a year in the 1980's rather than a month, and it turned out that was when she had died.

Although so many years had passed, there was obviously still enough of her energy attached to the book for me to "read" from it. The person I was visiting hardly ever touched it and it was still kept in a drawer. That is probably why I could still get information from it that pertained to the original owner. I was even able to feel where the problem was and her symptoms. I described them and said that she had died with a problem around the stomach area and went on to say how it affected her. I was correct-she died of stomach cancer.

That is the case with most objects. It can be all sorts of things. I have been in a pub that was a couple of hundred years old and above one of the big old walk-in fireplaces was a huge wooden beam set into the wall above it. I felt drawn to touch it and smooth my hand across the wood. As I did so, I could see a large sailing ship from way back with what appeared to be slaves aboard. There were hangings performed on the ship which I felt was either near or on the wood that I was touching. The person I was with knew the history of the pub and certain things connected to it. It turned out that the wood in question actually HAD come from a ship and although they didn't know about the hangings, did know that there were slaves aboard and that the ship was used for transporting them.

For any of you who wish to try psychometry it is quite simple to do. It is not going to work for everybody and one's senses need to have been awakened in some part first of all for it to work. It is very easy to start imagining all sorts of things when trying this for the first few times and so you should be aware that if you get quite a bit of information, then it is probably from your mind and not the object you are holding.

In order to do this exercise, I would like you to obtain from a friend, a couple of items that you do not recognise or know anything about. They should not belong to your friend, (unless you are totally unaware it is theirs) but to people you know nothing about. Obviously nothing of value should be given to you if they are not to be there. What it DOES need to be, is something they use often that will have good energy on it. The person you know should give you the items in separate envelopes and they should not have touched them themselves if at all possible. For example. If someone gives a key, then that person should place it in an envelope, seal it and hand it to your friend. The next person should do the same with their item. These envelopes must then be given to you intact. No names on the outside or clues of any sort should be given to you.

The only reason I am saying all of this is because you are new to it. It doesn't matter to me who has held it in the meantime particularly, but those starting out don't need mixed energies on anything that may confuse the information they get. Obviously, the item needs to be something that the owner knows things about. For example. A girlfriend of mine gave me a ring to hold at one time and asked what I could get from it. I started to pick up odd bits of information here and there and each time she shook her head blankly. I told her that I was obviously not getting a proper link if everything I told her was incorrect, to which she replied that she didn't know if I was right or not. It turned out she didn't know anything about the person because she had died before she was born and so the information meant nothing to her. What was the point in that then!!! So you see, the person you are doing it for, needs to know the history otherwise it is stupid trying to do it.

I think for today I have said enough. It has introduced psychometry and what it is about enough for you to understand what we're going to try to do next time. I am not going to go into anything in this blog too deeply as without meeting you or being able to talk to each other it would make things too difficult. Instead, all of these exercises are just tasters of how things can be done. I hope you all do realise that. For now this is enough to take in and you can have time to think what you can get and from whom. They can be in the room with you while you do it if you like, but it is also something you can do alone which is why I am doing this instead of awareness stage 3.

I hope this has been written in a way that isn't too complicated or confusing and that it helps you understand a little of what can happen with psychometry. To sum up. You will be reading the energy which is attached to the item. You will not be linking in to anyone unless you are natural mediums who can do this anyway. If that happens then you don't need me telling you how to do it do you.!! Hope you've enjoyed this bit and I'll do the next part tomorrow or Wednesday.

God Bless,
Lorraine.

THE BEGINNING !!

Let me tell you who we are. You already know that I'm 54, fat, frumpy and a grouch. My husband, Peter, is 69 in 2 months time, a grouch and thin. We have a gorgeous Springer Spaniel called Bonnie and she was 8 in April going on 6 months! We have children between us but they long ago flew the nest.

We live in a bungalow with a large park like garden and have ducks that visit our pond each summer. The garden has palm trees, magnolia, mock orange blossom and lots and lots of weeds. I like the weeds as they are actually very pretty. It's just a shame some of them are growing through the paving slabs on the back terrace. My ducks come each year in March and stay until the end of July. When we first moved into the house we had 10 ducklings with mummy and daddy.

They nearly got killed on the road going back to their big pond and so we brought them back here and here they stayed. Now, for those of you who don't know ducks' habits, I shall tell you what they do. In the breeding season they leave their big ponds and find quiet homes such as ours to do their mating in and produce their babies. Once the babies are a few hours old, they are marched down the roads and across them to where the parents' usually live. In theory!!!!!

In 2000 that went wrong. Mummy took them on the road and no cars would stop. Now THIS is where you get to see how mad I am. I stepped in front of the traffic to make it stop! This is a very busy main road that travels the seafront from one town to another and I just walked casually into it. They stopped for me alright - they probably saw huge lawsuits ahead if they didn't. I ushered the ducklings, with mummy quacking frantically, over the road and into someone's garage.

My gardener had followed me to help and he picked up Daisy (as I named her) and I got the 10 ducklings into a box and carried them all home. Phew. My heart was racing so I don't know how that poor mother must have felt. Anyway, she stayed with them and Daddy, (now very originally called Donald) stayed too. I telephoned Mole Valley Farmers and ordered sacks of chick feed and mixed corn and for the next 6 weeks, I fed them and helped Daisy to keep them safe and strong. Oh the antics.

It was hilarious at times but those blasted shite hawks (seagulls)kept trying to catch the babies and eat them. I got up at 4 am each morning and never left the pond until after nightfall each day for the whole period. I was armed with a long fishing net which I swirled around my head each time the gulls swooped whilst calling them all manner of names. I was often seen wearing pyjamas, bed socks with my husband's slipper's, a fleece over the pyjamas and a dressing gown over that. What a sight I was. Sometimes an umbrella would be added to the list on the days it poured with rain and this would come in handy as an extra weapon to swirl around when the shitehawks came calling.

We had a party in the middle of all of this for my husband's 60th birthday and the babies were the star attraction. We used to have fish in the pond but I had to have them rescued as an emergency after that night. I heard a commotion with all of the ducks quacking at once and Daisy giving her "telling them off" quack. I went out to find everyone gathered around the pond area laughing as one of the babies had discovered the fish. Oh my God, it was running around the pond with a flapping fish in its mouth and all of the other babies following it quacking like mad. They thought it was a great game, the poor fish didn't and I was running around behind the whole lot clapping my hands and saying " You naughty baby. Put that poor fish down". We made an amazing spectacle around the pond but all the fish were rescued and next day sent to new homes.

Although our garden is rather secluded, word spread and we used to get people coming and peering over the gate trying to see them all. I only got a break for tea, meals or the loo when someone arrived to relieve me. The postman did a good job each day and waited while I dressed and made tea ( for us both) and got a bite to eat. Then lunchtime when hubbie got home and not again until teatime. Hard work but great fun.

Daisy was a brilliant mother and Donald very protective of her. Thanks to me interfering poor Daisy had 10 babies to rear instead of the usual 2-3 that normally survive which gave her so much extra work. I did help wherever I could and they all survived. We never lost one duckling and we took them to a trio of very large ponds when they were older and safe where they could establish themselves to start their lives.

Dear Daisy and Donald died last year and are buried by my pond. One of her babies has taken up their post and is spending the summer here with his mate as I speak. I know it's one of my babies as he is so tame and knows exactly which door to come to asking for food if I'm late putting it out and all the other things that we did. A couple of others still visit and are very tame with me and the dog. Everyone else makes them nervous though.

Well, that's a bit about my household and how weird it can be. I hope you've enjoyed that little insight. Sometime I may tell you how normal I can be as well. That will have given you a little feel of getting to know me and what you're letting yourself in for if you follow this blog. It is nowhere nearly as interesting or as mad as that though so don't get your hopes up. I'm off now for a Devonshire cream tea. Cup of tea, 2 scones, jam and clotted cream. Haven't had one since last summer. Hubbie's got the tea ready so off I go to get his scones out. Bye for now,

Lorraine.

P.S. Just read this back to check it and realised that the last sentence sounds frightfully rude if taken the wrong way. Oh dear, so what - he should be so lucky!!!

AWARENESS PART 2

By now, I am hoping that you have tried the relaxation exercise in Awareness Part 1 a few times. Today, I am going to take you a stage further and you're going to sense your own aura and maybe, if you are doing this with someone else, the aura of a person in the room with you. By doing this, you shall awaken your psychic potential more, and for those with a natural ability, your mediumistic senses may awaken.

To begin, we are going to follow the same advice as in step one about food, drink, telephones, candles etc. When you are comfortable in your chair, then we shall start again with the three deep breaths. In through the nose deeply and slowly and then out slowly through the mouth keeping your eyes closed. When your breathing has regulated, I want you to become aware of yourself. Take your time and familiarise yourself with the feel of your body as a whole. Do not concentrate on one part, but keep yourself aware of the whole being that is you.

As you are sitting in this way, you should, after a while, become aware that you appear to feel different, that your body feels lighter. You will feel calm, relaxed and almost as though you do when day dreaming. This is your body becoming more sensitive and allowing you to become aware of the essence of your being. You are not made up just of flesh, blood and bone, but of spirit and this is what we are connecting with. This is the other you if you like that most cannot see unless you allow them to. I suppose in some ways it is little like self hypnosis. You are aware of yourself but detached and too relaxed to want to bother moving. This is the state I wish you to be in. It is an altered state of mind and the one needed to feel your aura extend far beyond your body. This is not a state that you cannot come back from so do not worry. You aren't going anywhere and you aren't leaving your body. You are just becoming aware of yourself in a way you may not have done before.

As the aura extends, enjoy the feeling it brings you. Feel it stretching further and further from you. If there is someone sitting with you then this is the time to see if you can feel his/her aura near yours. If you can, then I don't want to to go too close to them. Keep your aura away from each other for now. You can go close but draw back slightly if you can feel them.

Whilst you are doing this exercise you may sense a colour or several different colours. You may sense a chill around you or a smell that you either do or don't recognise. Don't try at this stage to work out what any of this is. Just feel. That is all I want you to do for now. Feel. Feel your aura and how it extends from you. Feel how wide around the body it has now become. For those who are more experienced, their auras may extend feet rather than inches from their body. This is only usually people who are already well developed in spiritual matters though. The rest of you should feel it extend several inches. The more you practice, the further it will eventually go. Feeling your aura extend is wonderful and is just the very beginning of awakening the senses that are needed for your psychic/mediumistic work. For those who managed it-well done! For those who haven't yet, don't worry - it WILL happen.

There are some who this may not work for because you are just not ready at this stage of your life. That does not mean you will never be able to do this. It could also mean that you just need to practice a little more. Do not worry though because if and when the time is right, it shall happen.

Right, after feeling the extended aura for a few minutes, I want you to start to slowly bring it back in towards your body. Take your time as there is no hurry for this at all. As you allow it to come back, so it shall. When, and only when you are sure the aura is back exactly how it was at the beginning, I want you to slowly allow your mind to become aware again of the ordinary everyday sounds around you. A car horn blaring, a door slamming, whatever. Bring your mind back to the here and now slowly. Keep your eyes closed until you are sure that you are feeling completely aware of your surroundings and that you are "back" so to speak in reality.

Open your eyes slowly and adjust to your surroundings. Do not get up too quickly or talk too quickly. Just sit and relax and feel yourself come awake again. When you are quite sure that you are fully awake, then I would suggest a glass of water or a cup of tea. Take time to think about what you felt. Do not rush to do any ordinary, mundane things as it will take you time to become fully grounded again.

It is almost like having had a little snooze in the chair and how that feels to come around properly and shake the fuzziness out of your head. Similar but also totally different. After this exercise you should feel completely relaxed, happy and contended. You should not do this more than once a day. It should also last no longer than about 20 -25 minutes.

If at any time at all you feel uncomfortable, if your heart races instead of slowing and calming down then stop what you are doing. You should never feel uncomfortable or uneasy. If you are then it is very important to stop straight away. Before I do any exercise of this type, meditation, healing or readings for anyone, I always say a prayer of protection. If you cannot think of one or any words to say then the prayer to St. Michael that is on my blog page is one you can say. In fact, it is the one I always use and always have done.

To do any of these exercises or to do any psychic or spiritual work of any kind, it is important that you are pure of heart, mind and soul. Your intention must be pure and good. There are many who say protection is needed at all times. The only protection that is needed is a prayer before you start, asking for protection. No more and no less. When writing the book that spirit inspired me to write they said that was all that was needed.


I have never been bothered by anything disturbing ever in this work. I trust my instincts at all times and if I feel even slightly uncomfortable, then I close myself down immediately and do other things. This is very easy to do. You just literally switch your mind from what you are doing to something totally different. Get up and go and do something else. I only work with the highest and the best. I ask God to only send those spirits who work for Him and for good. I need do no more. I trust in God implicitly.

I must at this stage insist please, that anyone suffering from a mental disorder of any sort or who suffers from severe depression does not do this exercise. Nor, in fact should they do any supernatural work at all. It is not something to played around with and needs to be taken very seriously. If you are ill, then your judjement can be impaired and you can be open and suseptable to all manner of things. I, therefore, ask you humbly to desist and wait until you are feeling better. Thank you.

For everyone else who tries this exercise I hope it works for you. I would LOVE to know how you get on. My e-mail address is on this blog if you want to mail me. If not comments can be posted here.

It would help me to know if you are doing this alone or with someone as it depends then where I go next with this. The next stage would preferably be with someone doing it with you. Let me know if you would. Thank you and

God Bless,

Lorraine.

WHEN I FOUND OUT I WAS 'DIFFERENT'

As you are waiting for a couple of days for the next stage of awareness, I thought I would tell you how I first became aware that what I could do was different. It was whilst I was on the telephone to a friend. After quite a while I said I would have to go as the smell of her bacon was making me feel really hungry. She asked what I meant. "well, you had bacon for breakfast didn't you". She was stunned and asked how I could have known that. Impatiently, as though SHE were the daft one, I told her I could smell it. You can imagine what sort of things she said then.

After this episode I still thought she was the one being a bit daft and so I started asking everyone I met "YOU can smell things down the telephone can't you?", I would ask all and sundry. "No" they replied looking at me strangely. That was when I started to question other things in my life. Until then, I thought it was perfectly natural to be able to smell all sorts of things in peculiar ways. I suppose I never really thought about how it happened and just assumed it happened to everyone.

From then on I realised that the way I knew things about people and could appear to see into them was also different. I was rather judgemental about people because I could see things about them and couldn't understand why no one else could. I can still see into them, but have learnt not to look into eyes too closely now and am able to control it.

A lady I worked with once asked me why I looked people up and down when I first met them. I hadn't realised I did that. She said I did it very quickly and that most people weren't aware that I did it to them. (That would include me then!). It became obvious that without realising it, I was "reading" them as they approached me. I had no idea I was doing it. It is due to this very thing with natural mediums, psychics or whatever, that discipline needs to be taught or learnt. I never went anywhere to be taught properly due to the experiences I had at a Spiritualist church. Much as they were very pleasant people, they had a strange way of teaching things. They still believe that everyone can be a medium and I know that if it is to be done properly and safely, that NO they can't.

Because of their ways of teaching, I was being told to say things I hadn't got. For example I was told that I must always say that the person had come in love and wanted to send their love to who I was reading for. Tosh. Absolute rubbish. Not everyone who comes through is doing so because they come in love or to bring it to that person. If they didn't like you in life, then they will want to let you recognise them. They will never come with a message you can't understand. I refuse to give anything I have not been given and I also refuse to keep talking when there is no news to impart.

There are some very genuinely gifted people out there, but there again, there are many who aren't and are being given certificates to say they have passed various stages. Therefore, a certificate means nothing in my eyes. I refused to say things I wasn't getting and I also refused to talk about symbols and things being symbolic. That's the big cop out if something you tell someone isn't accepted. They are told to say that it must be symbolic then. If you see a train and ask if the person who has died had connections with that and you said no, then they will automatically say "Oh, it must be symbolic then". They will then try to tell you it means something else you WILL accept and make it fit. A true and genuine medium will not do that. The President of a local Spiritualist church near where I live is a lovely woman and very gifted. She always says that symbols are the mediums' cop out. Well said her.

Anyway, my gifts have been developed naturally. As I needed a lesson, one would be given. I would be very strong in one particular gift and then it would change to another. This carried on until I had experienced many different forms of mediumship. I also do automatic writing which is where one is taken over by another person and given information. The writing I get is nothing at all like mine and I write very quickly and on average 15 foolscap sized pages.

Some is philosophical but much is telling things to occur. The London underground bombing was once such thing and they even said that they were British born which proved to be right. Then there's earthquakes and all manner of things, but it is all said in a cryptic way which means it is clear after the event but would not give enough to prevent it taking place as it was meant to do. Some is personal also but I have asked those who work with me to never, ever tell me anything about my immediate family. I just do not wish to know. That said, I don't mind if they come to me after they have passed and my grandmother is with me very often.

Well, that is a little about where I stand on things. Obviously there is much more to it and this is just a simple outline, but I hope it lets you see a little more of who I am and what I'm about. Next time I'll be able to take you on to the next stage of awareness.

Take care and God Bless,

Lorraine.

PSYCHIC AWARENESS

For those who are interested this is the start of how to try and develop your psychic potential. It will take more than one update for this as there is quite a bit to say on this matter and many ways to try and do it. I am going to tell you what I have been guided to say. I have written a book which is inspired and tells of what is right and wrong and the good ways to do all of this. It also states that all can be psychic but not all can be mediums. For those who wish to try to develop their psychic awareness I shall now start to guide you. Do not expect results immediately as this takes time.

What follows is not extracts from the book, but is written taking advice from what was given to me at the time. The book is very informed and full of all manner of things. It is not published but when ready I shall look to having it published. I have no doubt I will be guided as to when and how this shall be done. As the book was inspired from the world of spirit (I believe) then there can be no other better teacher can there. Surely they know better than we who still tread this earth and are still learning. So now we begin.

First of all you should be very comfortable. Not hungry or thirsty, too hot or too cold. Nor should you have over eaten. The secret is to be as comfortable as you can be. Turn off all televisions, radios and telephones and make sure that any animals you have will not disturb you at this time. The chair you sit in must also be comfortable. There are many people who try to teach that you need to sit up straight with feet both planted firmly and squarely on the floor and that your arms must be unfolded, legs uncrossed etc. etc. All a load of rubbish. I have never sat like that in my life. If you're meant to do psychic work you can do it. Mediumship is the same I get it any way I sit, stand or lie. If they want to get through they will and it doesn't matter what rituals you do.

If you want to light a scented candle for atmosphere then fine, but I would suggest NO music as this can intrude on the peace and quiet needed to do this exercise. Now, when you are ready I want you to close your eyes and take 3 deep breaths. Breath in through your nose deeply and exhale through your mouth slowly. Do this twice more. The only reason for this is to regulate your breathing and slow your heart rate in order that you become more relaxed.

Now, what you are to do is just completely relax and try to clear your mind. This is almost impossible to do, but you can control the thoughts and stop them racing. I want you to try to sense your surroundings. What can you smell? What can you hear? What can you feel? Be aware of any smells you sense. Anything at all and let your senses linger on it for as long as you wish. There is no hurry for any of this. When you are ready to move on, then try to sense something else in the room. This time it may be another smell or a sound, a ticking clock for example.

Just carry on this way for about 5 minutes or so. When you have done this, then try to feel if there is anything else you can sense in the room. NOT objects, just sound or smells. Something that you may not otherwise have been aware of. Maybe you will just sense a total feeling of peace. That is fine. Enjoy it because at this very early stage we are not trying to do anything else. I just want you to awaken your senses and develop them so that they become more sensitive.

Concentrate on parts of your body for example. Maybe your hands or one hand. See how one may feel different to the other. Is it cold, is it hot or does it feel of anything or nothing. Do this with various parts of your body. This is all about making you become aware. Whatever you do at this stage keep the focus on sounds, smells, and you. Don't move on to anything else yet. there is time for this. Each time you feel your mind wander bring it back and focus on a part of your body. If you always bring the attention back to one particular place you will find this a lot easier to do.

If, for example, you are allowing smells to wash over you and your mind wanders off to other subjects, bring it back to your left hand. When ready then carry on as before. As soon as the mind wanders again then bring it back to your left hand again. Keep doing this until you discipline yourself.

It is so important not to rush these early stages. Some of you may find that you become aware of more things going on than others. This could be because you have a natural ability to tune in to a bit more than we're doing here. Don't worry about that as I'll go into that at another time. For now we are just awakening the psychic potential inside us.

The first time you do this I don't want you to spend more than about 15-20 minutes at it. There is no need to time yourself otherwise you'll spend all the time worrying how long you've been doing it!! Defeats the whole object then really doesn't it? If you want to, this can be done daily until you become more attuned and comfortable with what you are doing. After a couple of times you will find that you are noticing more than you did the first time you did it. It is then that we are ready to move on. If there is someone you really trust and feel comfortable with, it would be good to do this together, because we are going to move onto a stage where you will work together.

If you have never sat and tried to do this gentle exercise before then you may find it unsuccessful first time. That is quite usual but don't give up. This is NOT meditation, it is just learning to sit in a quiet space and be very comfortable with it. Until you learn to do that you will find the rest difficult. Eventually, you will be able to"link in" to energies or psychic energies at will, but first we need to awaken this potential and this is how it starts. Very frustrating I know, but it will move along quicker than you think if you do it properly.

I would like you to do this for a while and then we shall move on to the next stage which will be "feeling" energy of objects around you by extending your aura. Then it'll be feeling the energy of the person you are sitting with, and from that we shall move onto psychometry. Next time I shall talk just of extending the aura and feeling what is around you. Please try not to do that just yet though. For now just sit each day as I have said and see what happens to your mind. Feel how relaxed you become. How much more aware of other feelings you would otherwise have been too busy to notice. For those who have the time, you could do this simple exercise once in the morning and again in the afternoon or evening. It is never a bad thing as all you are doing at this stage is learning to totally relax.

There is no set time for this and so if when you feel you have done enough and the clock shows you have only spent ten minutes at it, fine. No problem, that is enough. Your body and mind will generally guide you to how long you need each time. Just try not to do more than 20 minutes maximum. You may well find that ten minutes is enough at first, especially if you are not used to relaxing!

When you have finished, please do not get up immediately. Take your time. Open your eyes and let your body adjust to being "awake" fully again. This may only take a couple of minutes, but if you feel you need longer then take longer. I hope you enjoy this first exercise and I'll look forward to moving on to the second step with you shortly. I would love to know how you get on so if you feel like it then please let me know.

Good luck and God Bless,

Lorraine.

VISUALISATION FOR HEALING

Yesterday I talked of general healing and how I do it hands on. There is another way and that is absent healing. This is something else that you can all try. All I need to know is if it is a man, woman or child, or even an animal. Preferably I will be told the area/s that need help and possibly the Christian name of the person. If I cannot be given the above information, then I always do the healing anyway and just tell God that He is aware of who it is I'm asking for and then I carry on as normal. Again, this is my way and may not be the way of anyone else. Each person has their own way of doing things as in anything in life.

I start by visualising a body lying down. I never see it in detail regardless of sex. I always see it in shadow albeit a very strongly defined one. The first thing I do is say a prayer and ask God to help and guide me and then I am ready to start.

I begin with a pure white light. I ask that the light comes down and surrounds the entire body and wraps around it. The light is similar to an aura which surrounds the body. The white light is then visible for approximately 2 feet deep all around them. I watch it there and then ask that it may be absorbed into the body in its entirety. It is a light of healing and I ask that it goes through each and every pore of the body. Through the blood vessels, all internal organs, the bones and the bone marrow. No part of the body internal or external is left out. I watch as the light is slowly absorbed and wait until all that is left is a glow. You can actually see the body now glowing as though lit from inside - which of course it is. I ask that this light may be allowed to stay within them through the whole of the night in order that the person is able to absorb as much of the healing as possible. As you'll have gathered, my way is to always ask for it to be done overnight wherever in the world they are.

Once the body is glowing gently from within, I then move my thoughts to the part of the body affected. For example, if it is a lung, then I shall concentrate on that area and the surrounds. I have a weird way of doing this next bit but I find for me it works. I go inside the body and can see from the inside. I imagine lots of miniscule creatures which will then spend the night munching away at all that is bad leaving everything healthy and well behind them. Say a lung was cancerous for example. I would then imagine a pink/red healthy lung with big white/grey blotches on it. These white/grey blotches are what will be munched away overnight and as they move forward you can see how the grey patches are changing colour to once again be healthy. They carry on moving forwards like this until everything is clean again.

Sounds strange I know, but I find it works for me. If it is the blood, bone marrow or any other such thing then I simply imagine these same creatures working their way through the whole system gradually. Don't worry about creatures being inside you, this is simply a visualisation. Anyway they are so small the naked eye wouldn't see them even if they were there! It depends on the severity of the illness as to how long and how many times this is done as every one person is different from another.

There are cases where sometimes I see a white, misty shadow of people surrounding the body and appearing to be working on it. If this happens then it is always at the end of my visualisation when I move away from the body and return to my natural state. I leave this healing light, the munch bunch(as I call them) and, if they are there, the group of misty doctors to get on with their work overnight. I always finish with a prayer of thanks. I believe that every time help is asked for it is given. It may not be as we want it to be, but rest assured it will be given in the way that is best for that person. If they are not to be cured, then they will be given a healing that will help them to accept and come to terms with what is happening to them. This is the case if it is something incurable that you may live a very long time with or even in cases where death is not far away.

To me, the answer to all healing is belief and faith that we will be helped and prayers will be answered. Not all people are used as instruments of healing, but I do believe that we can all try this visualisation technique. Everyone is able to pray and everyone's prayers are heard and answered. By doing the visualisation as well, then you can at least feel you are doing something positive to try and help those who are in need and close to you. It stops you feeling so useless. Please remember though, the results may not always be what you want, but please believe that the prayer was answered and in the way best for the person being prayed for.

That's all for today and I hope that this little bit helps some of you.
With love, God Bless,

Lorraine.

HEALING

Just a little today as I never slept last night and am veeery tired. Healing is my most favourite thing out of all of my gifts. It helps so many people in a way that the others can't. Yes, mediumship can help heal in certain ways, but to ease one's pain or take something away is an incredible feeling.

I discovered by accident that I was being used as an instrument to heal many years ago. I won't bore you with all of those details now (anyway I'm too tired to) but it was incredible to discover that I had that gift. I have never tried to "find" a problem like diabetes or any other disease that is throughout the body but am able to help with them. I mentioned this subject very briefly earlier which is why I am now expanding on it for those who may be interested.

My left hand is the one that "finds" the problem. I place my hand about 4-6 inches above the person and sweep it across until I find something. They can be sitting, standing or lying down and it makes no difference if they speak or not. In fact, I often find that talking and laughter whilst doing this puts them at their ease. I don't like to be given clues as to where the problem is but like to find it on my own. If I can find the problem area/s then it gives them confidence that maybe I can help them.

A doctor once tested me on this as he witnessed something that interested him. I was at a wedding reception talking to a friend when he joined us. Yet another person came up and asked me to give some healing to his wrist (which I had helped with a few weeks before). He was a sceptic but said he couldn't pretend that my healing hadn't helped and would I do some more for him. I did. After he walked away the doctor asked what that was about. I told him and showed him what I did by using my friend as an example. As I was sweeping my hands over him (to show how I find problems) I halted over a certain area. I had felt a great heat which is one of the signs to me that something is wrong. I advised him to go and see his doctor to get it checked out.

At this point I must say that I try never to worry anyone. After all it could be a pulled muscle, a simple strain or just an infection starting up. I NEVER, EVER diagnose. Nor should anyone else. We are not doctors. I may get an idea or information at the time, but I would never be irresponsible enough to pass that on to them.

Anyway, that was in the August. In the January I bumped into said doctor at yet another party. He took me to one side and reminded me of that wedding reception and what I had done. He said that unbeknown to me, he was that person's doctor. They didn't call him as I had advised and out of curiosity he called and asked them to come in. He examined him, did tests and found that there was indeed a problem and a serious one. He said it was thanks to what I did that day that the person was now being treated in time. How does it work? I don't know.

Since that time I have been tested on finding things wrong and have got it right each time. In fact, I often find other things people have been unaware of at the same time. I hasten to add that most of these things are not serious thank goodness.

Here are just a couple of cases of healing I have been successful with as an example of what I do. The first I shall talk of is a chap who was diagnosed with a kidney tumour. It was large and the kidney was scheduled for removal in a week's time. I was asked if I could try to help. In this instance I gave healing each day. I located which one was the problem without being told and then all I did was place one hand on a shoulder and the other I held approximately 3-4 inches away from the problem area. I ended by placing my hands on his head and then his shoulders. The whole process in this case only took about 15 minutes.

On the third day he suffered bad diarrhoea and yet each time he visited the loo he said he felt more (to use an American word) energised. The allotted day came for him to go up to the hospital and he was admitted the night before for pre operation tests. The next morning they came to fetch him for theatre - he thought - and yet in fact, they came to tell him that the previous evenings tests has shown the tumour had shrunk considerably and they were not going to operate. Nearly 2 years later he says he still is clear of trouble.

The only other time I shall talk of is when I went on a river cruise down the Moselle Valley in Germany for 10 days. Cutting a very long story short, I ended up with what they called 'Lorraine's clinic' each morning after breakfast. I treated 9 people and only one was not helped at all. Funnily, he was the one with the lesser of all the problems. One lady was constantly in pain for 17 years after nearly losing her leg after a car hit her. There were plates in the leg and she limped along using a stick 24/7. After a couple of days she was without a stick and by the end of the holiday was totally pain free. She too 3, nearly 4 years later is still free of pain. She keeps in touch.

One of the people on board had broken her ankle and was undergoing physio. each day. She had been advised against the holiday as it was too soon and she had limited movement in the ankle and foot. She came, had treatment from me and was line dancing on board within 3 days. On her return she 'phoned me and said her doctor and physiotherapist told her that her recovery was impossible. They checked her over and said they didn't know how it had happened but it wasn't possible to have full movement after such a short time and after no physiotherapy treatment for 2 weeks. In fact, they said it should have been worse. She told them about me and they said it was a load of rubbish and that 'healers' were all in the mind and frauds. Proof of the pudding springs to mind!

How do I know how to do it and for how long? Every healer practices in different ways, but with me, I feel heat, cold, tingling or prickling or what I call a magnetic pull. This is akin to when you hold two magnets facing each other and draw them closer and further apart. That pulling sensation is what I sometime feel. With the other signs heat etc. I place my hands either over or on the affected area until the temperature returns to normal. This is how I know enough healing has been given for that time.

Whilst doing it I feel guided on what to do. Sometimes I need to place hands elsewhere or for a longer period. Sometimes, as in the magnetic feeling, I have to pull my hand away from the area as though pulling something out of the person. Whichever way it is done, I know that there is someone or something helping. As stated before, I also believe all healing comes from God and I am but an instrument used. When the healing is finished I am often aware that no more 'treatment', for want of a better word, is needed. At other times I shall ask to see them again and will usually know for how many days or whether it needs to be ongoing.

The most important thing that I must stress again as I did when I spoke of healing before, is that ALWAYS a doctor should be consulted before, during and after all healing sessions given. No medication should be stopped or advice given on others treatments to take. Even herbal or homoeopathic can clash terribly and dangerously with all manner of prescribed drugs. I speak from experience on this as some of the pills I am on cannot be taken with certain herbs and other things.

Anyway, I have spoken for far longer than I intended. Maybe they have something for verbal diarrhoea in which case I should take it !!! This again tells more of me and who I am and the work I do and may even give those of you who feel you may have a healing gift an idea of how to test it. I tested on friends' headaches and things to start with. Maybe you could do the same. Aches and pains are also good to try on at first. Hope you've enjoyed this and I'll try to update with something different very soon. Bye for now, God Bless, Lorraine

Who we can and Can't help

This is just a quickie really due to a conversation earlier. People who are good - whether they are psychic, mediumistic or just plain old generous of heart, mind, body and soul - will always want to help others. They will always want to see justice served or a happy ending.

There are many nights I lose sleep fretting over something disturbing I have read or seen on the news or from elsewhere. I cannot get certain thoughts and visions out of my head no matter how much I try. I have spent many a night crying to myself in bed over something that seems incredibly cruel or unjust.

These tears are not going to change anything though. Sadly, we are not able to change everything in life that isn't pleasant or just. So many of us wish this were not the case and try our hardest to help where we are able. That is good and we should continue to try and help at all times where possible and reasonable. Sometimes though, it is not God's will that help is given in the way that we wish. One thing I do believe is that help is always given when asked for. Maybe not the way we wish it to be but it is always given. We do not know the whole picture and cannot, therefore, know what the end result will be. No matter how cruel the lesson is that we're learning and going through we have to believe that God, in His infinite wisdom, knows what He is doing.

It is a sad fact of life that it isn't the good times that teach us what we know and make us who we are but the bad times. The bad times and experiences are what moulds us and either makes us stronger, better people who will, in future, extend help and compassion to others or make us bitter, sad and twisted. Or even people who think the whole world hates them and has let them down. That doesn't mean you can't be sad or angry at times just try and get through it as best we can in the way that best suits us. This is when faith and trust gives one hope for the future. This is when we see what we are truly made of. I do speak from experience although that will remain private to me. From age 16 things have been pretty horrific at times and I am now 54. One thing I have never lost is my faith and hope and a belief that all will be right in the end.

Justice is mine says the Lord - and I believe Him. I have to. Without that belief what is there? One thing I can say truthfully is - I have never questioned "why me?"
More to the point - why NOT me. Why someone else? By asking "why me" you are actually wishing it on someone else. No matter what the day brings I always end the day with a prayer of thanks. Easier said than done sometimes. But who said life was easy?

I hope all of you have someone or something greater than us and the here and now that you believe in. For me it is God. Whatever your belief system is, I hope it brings you the same hope and trust. God Bless.