Special Moments with Spirit
I would like to share a few special moments with you, times when spirit has managed
to get through to me. Some may see these happenings as coincidence, but I see it as
Spirit doing their thing. There are no coincidences, everything happens for a reason.
We just might not see the reason until later.
They say you must search, be aware and open yourself up to the possibility of
miracles; they are correct. If you look for miracles, small as they may be, they will
come. I saw a little miracle one day while at church. I had won the raffle; it was a
bunch of flowers in a bowl. The flowers were stuck into the oasis tightly and in the
middle of the daisies, stood one red rose. It was beautiful.
I was feeling great because the medium was good and I’d had a lovely message
from my family. As I was walking down the steps, the red rose flew up in the air,
over my shoulder and on to the steps behind me. It was a lovely sunny day and
nobody brushed against me, so it really startled me. Then I saw where the red rose
had fallen; right at the feet of a woman who had received a message in church from
her husband, saying he would send her a red rose. So, I picked up the rose and handed
it to her and her face just lit up as she had also seen the rose fly in the air. A miracle,
or coincidence, I will leave that one up to you.
Another little miracle that happened was a time when I really needed one. My
cat had gone into hospital. He had hurt his paw and I wanted to find out if it was
broken. The vet said he needed to x-ray it but I had to pay up front. I did not have the
money, I was broke, but I really needed to know, so I prayed like crazy, begging spirit
to help me out; I had to have the money by the next day. When I woke up there was
an envelope with a cheque inside, no letter, just a cheque, with the exact amount for
the vet. It was from my Aunt, who just did not do things like that! Needless to say,
the cat was just fine. He just had an infection and was quickly scampering around
again.
This one I just love. My grandfather was great with a piece of wood, he could
make anything from furniture to the prettiest doll’s houses and I was about to do
some woodwork myself, but needed some tools. I ordered them on a catalogue and
the person said delivery would be on Monday, as they did not deliver on weekends. I
was devastated, as I only had the weekend to do the job and was back to work that
Monday. This time I asked my grandfather to help find a way for the tools to get to
me. I was woken by a man in a white van, not the usual van who delivered my
catalogue goods, at 6.30am, which is unheard of for a delivery. He just handed me the
bag of tools, no box, just the tools in a tool bag and smiled. I love my Grandfather; he
is a star.
Another thing that happens to me a lot is the presence of birds. My guide’s
name is Sparrow Hawk and every time I ask him if things are going to be okay, a bird
flies so close to my face that I have to duck or something unusual happens with a
bird. They come really close, or land next to me. I used to have a job where I went to
the British Library a lot. The pigeons are all over the place there and I was in heaven,
as I love all kinds of birds. I used to sit outside having my lunch and I would give
them some of it.
One day, I was sending out healing to all the poor little ones with claws that
were hurt by the acid they put on windows of buildings. One by one, they came and
sat beside me, some so close they were touching my leg or my shoulder. They slept
and drank from the top of a bottle of water and of course, I was late back to work. I
couldn’t help feeling a bit like St Francis and it felt good.
I know animals sense healing, as my cat used to sit on my lap whenever I would
begin healing. However, it was so heart-warming to feel the birds so close to me. It is
amazing when a little creature trusts you enough to do that, especially pigeons, as
some awful things have been said about them being vermin with wings, which I find,
is a terrible thing to say about such lovely birds.
Spirit also likes to communicate through the doorbell, the phone, or anything
electrical, like lamps and televisions. Many times, I have been thinking of them and
the doorbell rings, only to find no one at the door, or the light in the bedroom comes
on by itself, especially if I ask them to do it. One morning, I had to get up early, 3am,
to take a friend to the train station. I was feeling very sleepy and was sure I was going
to fall back to sleep, so I asked spirit to help me keep awake and instantly the light
beside my bed came on. I was up in time.
They also take care of your loved ones. One time I was heading over to look
after my mother, who has Alzheimer’s disease and I was stuck in traffic. I asked
Spirit to keep an eye on her as it was the time when she was in the habit of
wandering. When I got there, I asked if she was okay and she said she had been
talking to the little boy and that he was keeping her company. I thought, oh my god,
she is having hallucinations now, but when I asked her if she wanted a cup of tea, she
walked out of the room to see if he wanted one and came back looking really sad, he
had gone. She never had any other hallucinations, so I am sure it was Spirit keeping
watch over her.
They are always with us. I think that is the most important message they want
to convey and very glad to help. They advance on the other side too and if they can
help you, it helps them progress too. They love it when they can do a kindly act, but it
is up to us to notice, be aware and thank them when we see what they have done.
They do not need thanks, but it does let them know that you are aware of them.
The most spectacular moment in my life was when I saw a fully manifested
spirit. I was sitting opposite a glass window, with a glass door. My two friends were
there, one either side of the door. They were chatting away and I looked up to see a
woman standing on the balcony outside the door, which had steps leading up to it on
the left and a wall on the right. The only way off the balcony was to go back down the
step. She was smiling at me. I smiled back and wondered why they were not letting
her in. I thought she might be waiting to surprise them, so I said nothing, but then I
looked down at her feet and noticed she had none! She was floating. As soon as I
noticed this, she flew to the right and through the wall. I was stunned. My son was in
the other room to the right and came running out crying. It was only then that I told
them what had happened.
One of my friends looked like he was going to pass out as I was describing the
woman and how she was dressed. She had a white dress with a jagged edge, like a
gypsy dress and a white hat that looked like a shower cap. She was the image of Lena
Horne. My friend picked up the phone, rang his sister, asked her to tell me what she
dressed their mother in for the wake and handed the phone to me. She described
exactly what I had seen. She made the dress and the hat for her mother because the
shroud they were going to bury her in was awful and she wanted something pretty for
her. You see, nothing is impossible for them, but sometimes it is impossible for us to
believe what they can do.
One day I was sitting with my sister, we were talking about Spirit and suddenly
my sister looked about 10 years younger, she was beautiful and was glowing with
light! I just felt my heart gushing with love for her. I realise that I was seeing her
spirit, the way she would be if she were in the spirit world, young, vibrant and full of
love. The bond was so strong between us that they allowed me to see this. Several
years later, they showed my sister the same thing about me and of course, I did not
see it that time, just as she hadn’t noticed when it happened to her.
If giggling and laughing were an Olympic sport, my sister and I would win a
gold medal. This helps build the energy and I know that helped the communications
immensely. We used to get amazing phenomenon through just because of the
laughter. The hymns you sing in church are supposed to do the same thing, bring the
spirit among you, but usually people get bored singing old hymns and it does not
work. However, if they sang a Beatles song that would be different, everyone likes to
sing-a-long to their songs.
I used to do some automatic writing but became impatient, as it is hard to let go
of control when writing and letting them come through. It takes a lot of practice and
patience. I had some nice writings but did not believe in them because you have a
tendency to think it your own mind taking over; especially if they say something nice
is going to happen. You think its wishful thinking. I was showing them to my sister
one day and saying that they were probably rubbish and suddenly a flash of light,
with the shape of a person within it, shone behind my sister and it was so bright it
actually pushed me backwards into a chair. I was stunned into silence. My sister did
not see the flash and wondered why I had fallen backwards. It took me a while to
recover from that one. I am not sure what I saw, an angel or spirit, but whatever it
was they wanted me to stop running down my efforts. Either that or it was the Spirit
coming through in the writings and he wanted to let me know that his stuff was not
rubbish. Ooops!
I am just telling you about these moments because I want you to see just how
many ways they can come through. They are just waiting for you to open the door to
let them in. They like to be invited, as they do not like to intrude, but you have to
make the choice.
Some people have said to me that they are scared of opening up in case they
cannot shut it down but that is not true. To shut down from Spirit all you have to do is
stop thinking of them, go wash your hands, or make a cup of tea and get on with
every day life and you have shut down. The minute you want to switch it back on
again, begin daydreaming a bit, relax and breathe. Become a Cyclops, by that I mean,
imagine an eye on your forehead that has opened and bingo; your third eye is open.
When you want to finish, close the eye and you are done. Keep it simple. Use the
imagery that works for you.
From the book, 'Embracing Spirit' by Saleire