AUTOMATIC WRITING PART 2

Last time I told you how my writing started and who the person was who came through to me. There was more with William for a while and at one time I asked him what his signature would have been like. He showed me. About three weeks after this, a friend gave me a book which she had found in a second hand bookshop. It was about Cowper and at the front of the book was a sketch of him and his signature was underneath it. It matched the one he had given me perfectly. It was as though I had traced it they were so well matched.

As time went on, I became more adept at receiving this writing. It is completely different to my own handwriting and comes very quickly. If I try and write anything my wrist starts to ache quite quickly. Whereas my automatic writing comes very quickly indeed and always fills approximately fifteen foolscap sized sheets of lined paper. It used to be more about the way we live and how man is ruining the world they live in. There was a lot of philosophy (which I'm not into) and talk of how I would be used to spread their word when the time was right.

I still get a little of that, but I have had a lot of predictions albeit quite cryptically worded. The London underground bombings was one of the things told to me. It was stated that there would be major disruption with travel, that there would be explosions in more than one place and that the people responsible were British born, infiltrated throughout Britain in different positions and were awaiting their instructions. There was more than that, but this is the type of thing I get. I am always told the scale of deaths or injuries to expect as well. Whether loss of life will be tremendous or minimal etc. This is never wrong either. Not enough information is ever given to prevent anything happening, but enough to make it obvious afterwards that that was the event they were talking of. I have been told some personal things for friends and family, but mainly, it is about the world and this country. The MP's scandal is another. There is something I have received about Prince Charles and his future but that I shall not talk of here.

At one time I had eight different people come through with my writing. Each one had totally different writing and I felt each personality as they spoke to me. They spoke briefly and introduced themselves, telling me that we would all be working together soon and that they each had differing skills to offer. One is to help me in my healing and said he was well known in his field when alive, and that although not a doctor, the work he did then was what caused big changes in the medical field and that those discoveries made then, are still in use today. He wanted to be a doctor when of this world but was unable to and that is why he went into the field he did instead. Now of Spirit, he is able to help medically and will assist in healing some who come to me.

It is rare that I do my automatic writing these days, but when I do it still comes immediately and easily. It is very legible which is unlike most I have seen other people do. The only time I do it now is when I keep getting an urge to do so. That usually means there is news they have to impart to me. I say "they" although it is William who speaks to me through his writings. He starts off speaking to me and then I sometimes feel a slight change as others may move in to add their bit. He is still the one who passes the information though. It is his writing that I receive and he is, I feel, the main spokesperson for anyone else who comes along at the time.

There was only the one time that has ever varied. the time I told you of earlier. That time was different because they needed to let me feel them in order to know them for when we work together. I will recognise them when they work with me now due to that one time. A couple stood out more than the others as they had more dominant personalities. Only one gave me his name. He is called Luke and he told me that though him I will hear spirit in a way shown me before. I look forward to this time very much indeed.

There are several things I have been told about which are yet still to happen. When something larger which will affect countries or people on a major scale is predicted, I am always given a simple bit of information with it. For example. There are some bits of information I was given at the end of April about a couple of larger events to occur later on. At the same time, I was told that someone I know was to receive a surprise marriage proposal and that it would be welcomed with open arms. A marriage would soon follow as there would be no need to wait but it would be a marriage I would not go to though. A couple more bits of information were also given to me on that matter that must remain private as they are to do with that same person and not for me to talk of publicly. I was informed that this little bit was given to me in order that when it came to pass I would then know that all else told to me was also correct. This has now already happened and it happened to someone who said she had no intention of marrying again. And, no, I won't be going to the wedding. No one will. They have decided to go away and do it without telling anyone when it will be.

My writings (as I call them) is only one small part of what I do and is always about the future or warnings about the planet and how it can be put right. One day, I shall be instrumental in spreading this word. I don't know how or when that will be, but I was told it would be so and so I have to believe that it will happen as predicted. My other work is Mediumship and Healing. All of this is done with no certificates, training or any other such stuff. If one is born to do this work then the only Teacher one needs is not of this world. My Teacher cannot be matched by anyone here. There are those who can help develop a gift if one has it, but it cannot be man made even though many say it can be and wish for it to be so.

I only ever wish to work with the very highest energy and to me that is God. I have total trust and belief in Him and all His works. All who come to me to assist in this work are from Him and I will never work with anything or anyone lower. I am able to tell immediately if something feels wrong around me and it is always when sitting with someone who does not believe in God (or whatever name you call him by) or a greater energy than they themselves. This to me, is what is meant, when the "Discernment of Spirits" is talked of in the Bible. To see the true spirit within a person and the state of their hearts or souls and the calibre of spirit who works with that person. Man is full of ego and it is impossible to do this work properly is one's ego gets in the way. Sadly this happens in many cases. No matter how good the intentions, man's ego is a powerful tool and can often intrude.

Many good mediums have let their ego's become greater than God's work and they forget that they are but instruments. Money and fame are the greatest problems when they become at risk of letting this happen to them. The truly good and honest mediums will not allow this to happen and will always work with great humility and respect for the gifts they have been given. What God has given, God can just as easily take away.

I love being able to help others and wish only ever to do it to the best of my ability and hope never to offend God or to use these gifts for the wrong reasons. My big wish in life now, is to remain healthy enough to do this work for as long as possible. It has taken me many years to learn various aspects and how to use them properly. I have been to many places and heard strange teaching methods and outright rubbish. Only a handful are teaching how this should be done in order not to compromise the high standards required. Most seem to think that they are able to "give" these gifts to their "pupils" by putting them in groups and allowing any Tom, Dick or Harry to join in. There is not a man (or woman) alive who can do that. Steer well clear of these places if you want to see true, natural mediums.

What I have just said doesn't mean all development groups are bad or wrong, they aren't. Just be very selective. Sit, watch and listen before you commit yourself to anything. Be very careful and if you do have a natural, God given talent then you will be guided. Trust your inner voice, for often that is when God is speaking to you. If you wish to try anything I talk of, then test the Spirits to see from whence they come. Do not trust everything or everyone you connect with as not all are for the good. If in doubt don't. If ever you try anything and what you get turns out to be untrue or never happens, then you are not working with good spirits. God never lies. Remember that. Everything God does is good. All that comes from Him is good. If you work that way and place your trust in Him and those He sends to assist in this work, then you will never go wrong.

THE WORLD TODAY

How is the world today?
It's sad to see the change

For our children aren't safe anywhere anymore
There's murder and mayhem and world wide wars
Kidnapping, mugging, now road rage too
What in the world are we all coming to?

How bad is the world today?
So different from long times past

For our doors are all bolted, windows are locked
Not safe in our beds, it's time to take stock
There are burglars, vandals, homelessness too
We're even too nervous to watch all the news.

How sad is the world today?
For we brought it upon ourselves

How did we get in this terrible state
And can it now change, or is it too late?
Scared to go out and scared staying in
What a terrible world we're all living in.

How poor is the world today?
So full of everyone's greed

For it's this that has made us what we all are
We're all just as guilty-you needn't look far
To see what has given us our terrible lives
For we're selfish and greedy and so full of strife.

The world could be rich today
If all of us changed our ways

And were contented and happy without needing wealth
And looked out for others forgetting ourselves.
To be kind and thoughtful to man and to beast
Is all it would take to bring us all peace.

AUTOMATIC WRITING

I touched briefly before on automatic writing and that I had done some. I'll explain more in depth here how that first came about. It was at least 12 or 13 years ago. It wasn't long after the lottery started whenever that was. The reason I know that is because I was given three numbers for it. Yes, sadly only three.

At that time we lived in another part of the Bay and our house was quite secluded with a garden that was regularly visited by rabbits with their babies, Flash and Harry (2 mice) and pheasants amongst others. It was a lovely garden and the animals never disturbed any plants as they were all fed with appropriate food bought weekly. So, there I was sitting in my usual chair at the window looking out at the garden. It was a Saturday afternoon at about 3pm and as I sat I had a pad on knee and a pen in my hand. It was lottery day and my usual habit was to sit and blank my mind then write the first numbers which came into my mind.

As I sat there this particular day, I started to daydream a little. As I did so, I felt the pen start to move on the paper. I sat up properly, shook myself to alertness and tried to concentrate. As I waited for a number to come into my mind the pen started to move again. This time I questioned it. Why? What was happening? I was sure it wasn't me. The third time it happened I realised that maybe I should see if I could concentrate on that instead and watch what else would happen if I didn't quickly snatch my hand away.

In my head, I placed the thought that if anyone wanted to communicate I was willing to let them. I hasten to add that at this time of my life I thought that was baloney (rubbish). I knew loads of other things happened to me but automatic writing? Please!! I waited and within less than half a minute the pen started to move excrutiatingly slowly on the paper. I held the pen so loosely that it was difficult for anything to happen. I now know that you should hold it properly. Anyway. I got a load of joined up number 8's - or that's what they appeared to be. What is the point of that, I thought. So I asked whoever was there to give me numbers for the lottery that night. I must say that I did this very tongue in cheek because, as I said, I thought it was all a load of rubbish.

I got three numbers. It took about 10 minutes to write them as it was so slow in coming but there they were. I don't know about America, but in England we pick six numbers per line. I usually did two lines and so I wrote the three numbers I had been "given" on one line and added another three of my own. I then did the same thing with line two. Went to the shop, paid my money and thought what a fool I was. I wasn't. Those three numbers came up. At the time (I think it still is) you won £10 for getting 3 numbers correct. I won £20 as I had put them in both lines.

It actually freaked me out a little I have to admit. Although I saw things, knew things and smelled things, this was different. This was like someone else was there and was a little creepy. It took me about a week or more to get up enough courage to try it again. I waited for a quiet afternoon, sat in the same chair in the same way and waited to see what would happen. This time I would be better prepared. Or so I thought. I held the pen and asked if anyone was there. After a short while the pen started its slow move on the paper. My heart was bumping and banging. I asked what their name was and when they had died. Again it moved. Was it me? Oh my God what on earth was I doing. It took positively ages, but a name was written, albeit very shakily and a year.

At this point I had scared myself to death and so I flung the pen and the book on the floor got up paced around the room trying to calm myself. The name was a little confusing at the end because I thought it was double O but the O's didn't look quite right for some reason. I left the room and waited till my husband got home from work. Over dinner, I told him what had happened. When I told him the name I had got he told me there had been a poet by that name. Well, knock me down with a feather. The name was William Cowper. It is pronounced Cooper hence the funny looking letters. I think it had been done that way to show me the pronunciation.

He went to the bookcase and took out the dictionary. Looking up Cowper, he asked what year I had been given - it was 1800. That was only the year he died!!!!!
Oh my goodness I really had the creeps now. That was the start. There is more to this that gets even more incredible. I have said enough for now and it'll get to be too much to read on a screen so I will tell you more about this next time.

Loads of love,

Lorraine