Last night I found myself sat in a room in The Spiritualist Association of Great Britain’s HQ opening my head chakra to allow spirit folk to use me as a channel for their messages. This experience lasted an hour and cost £5 and came as a complete surprise to me because I thought I was there for a stimulating thought-provoking lecture on life after death, NOT to be an apprentice Medium. One good thing about the experience was that for a sixty minutes I was a maybe Medium, when for the rest of my life I am a Large. OK, make that an XLarge.
There were twenty wannabe Mediums in the room, and me, being guided by a clairvoyant with 34 years experience. He claimed that if we got a message he would know and be able to support us and that we were to come join him at the front and ‘share’.
The Group Leader did a guided mediation at a double quick pace to allow us to ’open our channels’ which made me want to go to the loo and to wonder if I had remembered to SkyPlus Big Brother. I was meditating on those thoughts when I heard a loud knocking behind me which made me jump three feet out of my chair. A woman wearing black lipstick sitting close by pointed at me and shouted “Levitation!” Then she got up to let in a latecomer who had been knocking on the door.
I’d only been in the room ten minutes and was already spooked, embarrassed and sweaty. Clearly the spirits noticed this and decided I would be an unstable, unreliable messenger because they steered well clear of me. I was the only person who didn’t get a message to deliver. The messages that came from the spirits through these trainee Mediums and were passed on to one another included ‘Pace yourself’, ‘You’re stressed’,'You know what you have to do’ , ‘I often see you in the library’ and ‘Stay warm and avoid the cold and the damp’.
Now I don’t know enough about the subject of clairvoyance to pronounce on it but I have to ask a burning question. If someone close to me was in the spirit world and had the opportunity to send me a message wouldn’t it be something profound? Or something that identified them as genuine beyond doubt ? Last night the messengers were saying “I have a John. No, a Ron or is it a Don….?” and looking hopefully around the room for someone to call out in recognition of a family name. The accepted lingo was to declare ”I own it” on hearing a name or a message that you believed was intended for you.
I was all ready to make fun of last night’s experience – but on reflection it has left me feeling very sad. The trainee Mediums had all suffered the loss of a loved one, and they were doing everything in their power to stay close to them. Deluded ? Maybe. But definitely desperate and grieving. So for that reason I hope Spiritualism or anything else that works for them brings some consolation.
Why on earth were you doing this? Don’t you have a book to write? And you said we ruin your concentration, I’m not even at home anymore!
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I’d forgotten how bossy you are.
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Helloooooooo Is anyone there? I’ve a message from the other side— well from Hull actually! Surely you have more than enough to occupy your time . Is it true you’ve ordered a crystal ball and large hooped ear-rings from QVC?
What’s QVC ?
Anna May x
hi, I’m a friend of Shiv’s, she reccomended your bolg (or even your blog!). I just read your post and had to comment.
I went for a reading there years ago. They knew nothing about me. I came away totally freaked out. I’d just lost my mum and they described a lady who had a lovely smile and loved to laugh. She wanted to send her love to Jean (her sister), Tom, (my dad) and ‘christened John but known as Jack’ her brother and also to say happy birthday to Tom in a few days (it was my dad;s birthday 3 days later). Totally astounded, I still couldn’t help wondering why she had no message for my uncle Jim, her other brother.
The medium went on to describe something that happened in a ‘lucid dream I’d had that no one knew about. She also said that my next cat would choose me, it would turn up on my doorstep. I lived in a first floor flat at the time.
My uncle Jim died unexpectedly the next day.
A few months later I moved into the house where I now live. The following year, the cat from 3 doors away turned up and refused to leave. I had her for 5 years…she is now only contactable through a medium too.
Although in a way this convinced me there is life after death, at the same time I STILL miss my mum, I still want to talk to her myself, want to cuddle her and laugh with. I thought proof would make it easier. It certainly hasn’t made it harder but it wasn’t as comforting as I thought it would be.
C xx
Thanks for your thoughts Cassandra. I have no answers, just a ton of questions, about the whole clairvoyant/spirit world thing but it must have been very startling to realise that someone who had never met you knew so much about you and your family.
I’ve lost my mum, too, and agree that a message would be amazing – and perhaps worth going back to the SAGB for, but as you say a few words would probably leave me wanting much more……
Anna May x