Saturday, 16 May 2009

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!!!

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

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.

Tuesday, 12 May 2009

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.