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During the first few weeks of my professional work in
mediumship I was not one hundred percent convinced that
I was actually contacting spirit. I had come to
mediumship with a large dose of scepticism which often
meant I would be the first to offer an entirely rational
explanation for events which others saw as paranormal.
On many occasions however this led me to doubt my own
capability. I often wondered whether the information I
was giving came from spirit, or if I was simply spouting
generalised nonsense that could, in theory, be applied
to any person at any given time.
I have memories, even from childhood, of having an
awareness of another realm. I remember quite clearly
speaking to spirits as a child in much the same way as I
would speak to you today. Yet even these memories did
not stop me doubting myself and to be honest, I still
get the odd moment of doubt today. Usually I am reminded
by spirit that I am indeed a medium, and the most
memorable of these reminders happened in October of
2003.
I had gone to bed early that night, usually I am up
until around one in the morning but on this occasion
there was nothing much on television and I had played
all my computer games a hundred times each. I decided to
call it a night and get some sleep, my wife had been in
bed an hour or so already and I drifted off to sleep
quite swiftly. Generally speaking, not counting those
times when the kids wake up, I get a full night's sleep.
However on this occasion I was woken up at about two in
the morning.
I was laid on my back, so when I woke up I was looking
up at the ceiling. To my left, in the dark room, I saw
what I thought was my wife Ellen sitting up in bed
looking down at me. The figure was absolutely solid and
as I looked in to the figure's eyes I just knew that
they belonged to a very real entity. I was however still
under the impression that it was Ellen. I was about to
say “Is everything okay?” when the figure smiled
knowingly and drifted away towards the ceiling before
evaporating in front of my very eyes! No words were
exchanged and no messages given. I had simply been
reminded that spirit entities are indeed real, and that
I am entirely capable of seeing them.
At this stage in my mediumship it was quite shocking for
me to see a full apparition and so the next few mornings
I made sure not to open my eyes too quickly and I also
made sure that I was looking in to my pillow as I did
so, just to give any nearby spirits a chance to make
themselves scarce before I clapped eyes on them! But it
just goes to show that our experiences of the spirit
world can be very subtle or, as in this case, alarmingly
vivid and I am thankful for all my experiences of
spirit, even the scary ones, because those experiences
let me know that there is another realm and give me the
strength to continue in my work in times of doubt. We
can all take something from this tale and apply it to
our own lives, in times of trouble just take the time to
think about these higher realms and inspiration might
just come your way.
Graham Lee |
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