In everyone there is the beginning of light, which expands as one unfolds
And the learning were our path moves on
Thus storys are expressed for the mind recalls 

I am reminded how Spirit are incredible, they let you know that they are around, even when you are on holiday, 
by showing the love of all life within this world  This is what happened; 

I’m away for Christmas walking along the beach in Antigua, enjoying the waves lapping on the shore around my ankles,
When along, on the beach, there was this fish laying there flapping around. People where just walking by,
oblivious to this distressed fish. I went over, and picked it up, and walked into the sea, to let it go,
but it lay on its side going around in circles. Every time I touched this fish (let’s call it Fred)

It swam away going deep down within the sea then thinking Fred has made it out to the open sea.
Fred starts to rise to the surface again swimming in circles  So again I swam out to Fred, trying to help him
touching his side of he went again I waited for him to come to the service but he did not so I thanked the world of light
For the healing which was sent to Fred. On the way up to the beach Kathy my girlfriend was walking along the sand,
so I explained to her what happened?  With Fred. And Kathy wanted to see where this took place along the beach, 
so I showed her, would you believe it there was Fred in trouble again going once more in circles, further out from when I left him

Kathy and I went to the rescue as Kathy came near Fred she started to give it reiki healing
by placing her hands in the sea near Fred  as he swam in  circles I was surprised how close he keeps come towards Kathy hands

he Continued to swim in circles but slowing down when coming to Kathy's hand, this lasted a minute or two
Still circling then disappearing beneath the sea we waited for him to surface, Fred did not
Then when we were about to swim back to shore  Fred under the water  brushed up against Kathy's arm frightening her
Then he was gone beneath the waves, Kath thinks he was saying good bye,
At least Fred did not end up on the beach again.

I have to tell you all, about this lovely experience which I had.

 
But first let me tell you how spirit helps us, and lifts us.
I was working in a service, for the love of spirit.
The energy flowed with messages of love and upliftment.
Some of the sitters who were in the service, used to go to
Rochester Sq Spiritualist Temple

(Who Maureen my wife who is in the world of spirit people knew)

 We call my wife M for now.

By the way I still have not seen my wife M and it’s been four years she has passed
on Valentines Day. I have heard her, also M moved some papers within the bedroom,
and I felt her kiss me, but never seen her Sigh…..

 Back to the story,

The service yes you guest, M came through me to pass on messages of light and love,
to those who have been to Rochester Sq temple. I said to one of them you seen M
they said yes, so casually.. with other messages for the person made them laugh,
Well after this I felt upset, hurt inside M comes through me giving out messages,
but never shows herself to me.

Well I had words with M and spirit within my mind  about this but still carried on,
with the service that went well. So after the service I said my good byes
And headed home still slightly upset, I phoned my girlfriend when I arrived home.
Told Kath how the service went, And said I feel like a medition later,
I said do you want to come over later, Kath said that she would be there in half an hour.

So I arranged the front room prepared some incenses,
played nice music Daniel O’Donnell peaceful… lit candles,
I was relaxing, drifting, when the bell went answering the door it was Kath,
we kissed cuddled very nice. And we then sat down on the chairs ready for circle.

We opened with prayer, asking for God’s light and protection through 
guides and helpers, as we sat within the quietness we tuned in to the love which flowed,
after about twenty minutes, on coming back from our mediation we gave
of what we received which was lovely, I always thank spirit for there love and guidance.

 For some reasoning I said to Kath lets just relax for five minuets and close our eyes,
we did this but about two minutes in, I was impressed to open them and look at Kath
who had her eyes shut. All of a sudden over shadowing image came over her face
of M well I though because I wanted to see Maureen I am imaging this,
then from a shadow the image became stronger and there in front
of me staring and smiling was M.

I was gob- smacked I did not know what to do suddenly I was Stuttering
the words hi.. hi.. Maureen which I ‘m afraid brought Kath out of her state of trance..
I told Kath what happened, Well Kath said when she was in the quietness, a light
went through her head, which made her fell strange, Kath said to me M wanted
to let you know she still loved me.. Wow how brilliant was that.

 M showed herself to me I will always treasure that moment
After the excitement of M, we closed in prayer thanking the light of spirit
for there love.

Blessing always humbly.

ORBS

Well I have been taking my camera around with me to different churches which I serve and asked it if possible for me take photos after and before, for the website. And `they said of course you can which to I was amazed at the picture I looked on the laptop. There were strange energies of orbs wow …?

 So I looked into this more deeply, and here is an article for you to read about orbs

 Hope you enjoy
 

 Give me feed back, and if you have also experienced the same with your camera I would like to place them on our website, e mail me with detail and picture

What on earth are … orbs?

We can’t all see ghosts or talk to spirits, but more and more of us are claiming evidence of an afterlife by spotting orbs. So what are these spherical wonders spiritual energy or just a load of balls? 

Scan through any digital photos you’ve taken recently and look out for spots of light – you may have snapped an orb without realising it. These mysterious photogenic spheres have sparked debate in recent years about whether we’re on the verge of a mass spiritual awakening or whether they’re simply tricks of the light. Digital photography may be a relatively new phenomenon, but it seems that orbs could have been bobbing around for longer than we thought. 

Just what is the camera picking up?

Many orb hunters say energy lingers on in this world when we’ve passed over, and that digital camera technology is enabling us to see these energy sources for the very first time. Psychic Becky Walsh says: “Orbs are thought to be the first stages of a spirit manifestation.”

 So orbs are a relatively new phenomenon, then?

Yes and no. although there are examples of historical orb sightings, it’s no coincidence that orbs became a big thing in the late 1990’s, when we all started getting our mitts on digital cameras. It seems the old cellulose film cameras weren’t as good at picking up inferred – the part of the colour spectrum in which most orbs originate.

 They’re new, but they can be found everywhere, right?

Michael Ledwith, a former professor of theology at Irelands nations seminary, says: “there is no doubt that orb phenomenon is real and deserves to be taken seriously. There are not just a few pictures … but hundreds of thousands from all over the world.”

 I’ve looked at my own photos but can’t see any orbs in them. Why?

The simplest explanation could be that you haven’t invited them in. Dr Klaus Heinemann, a NASA scientist turned orb expert, says that if you ask orbs to appear, they’ll turn up much more frequently in your photographs. And he’s not the only one who believes this – in fact, many orb enthusiasts think that as well as asking orbs to show up, you can also ask them to move for you. So it’s really just a case of putting out the welcome mat and asking very nicely.

 If we can communicate with them, can they talk back?

Dr Heinemann explains that the area of a photo in which you spot an orb makes a big difference to what its appearance means. So the presence of an orb near a particular person in a snap may mean that a spirit is drawn to that person. For example, the parents of three-year-old Abbie livingstone-Nurse, who died when a sandpit collapsed on her while on holiday in cornwall, saw an orb in a picture taken two months later of Abbie’s older brother; Joe. They firmly believe it’s a sign that little Abbie’s spirit as still around.

 What do the doubters have to say about orbs?

Sceptics claim they’re nothing more than highly reflective dust particles. They say it’s impossible for an orb picture to have been taken without a corresponding light source like a camera flash, lots of sunlight or a reflection. But that doesn’t explain why some people have seen orbs with their own eyes.

 So you can see orbs with the naked eye, simply floating around?

Yes – one such person is best-selling author and angel expert Diana Cooper: She the reason we’re seeing more orbs now is that humankind is moving towards a critical point of spiritual awakening. Often this is referred to as the lifting or thinning of the veil between us and the spiritual world. This is predicted to happen in 2012, with the appearance of multiples of angles. Diana believes orbs could be early versions of the full visions of these angels. As sightings get more common and 2012 creeps over closer, apparently we won’t need to use cameras so much and will increasingly be able to see orbs with the naked eye.

 You mentioned historical reports of orbs…

Although interest in orbs shot up with the advent of night-vision equipment and the digital camera, there are suggestions that orbs have been around a lot longer than longer than that. In countries all over the world, a recurring folk tale revolves around the appearance at night of mysterious balls of light over swampy ground. Here in the UK, this is commonly known as will-o’-the-wisp. The story goes that Will, a blacksmith, les such a wicked life that life that he was doomed to wander the earth for all eternity with nothing but a single  glowing piece of coal that devil gave him to keep him warm. Some people think will-o’-the-wisp is a natural phenomenon known as ball lightning – but could it in fact be proof that orbs are much older than we think? Researcher Paul C. Muir, who has captured orbs in photos of scared sites across Britain, believes they’ve been seen and recorded for centuries.

 Grab your camera and go!!!

Apparently, there are certain areas where you’re more likely to see orbs. As you might imagine, haunted places are pretty popular – you may even spot the occasional dark orb, filled with negative energy. Other good orb-spotting opportunities are special social events such as weddings, christenings and parties – there’s something about the positive energy around on such days that attracts orbs. Likewise, spiritualist meetings and any gathering of psychics or healers are likely, to be good orb photo opportunities. But avoid rain, fog or mist, as these conditions are more likely to result in you capturing a false orb. Most importantly, be your usual welcoming self and you’re bound to strike lucky.

Robin Red Breast   2010

 
Some people know I work within a school collage, as a maintenance worker Well you know we had a lot of snow around at this time, so we had to clear paths to the different buildings within the Collage.

 Also others work to do within the classrooms, we open the  outer doors to the main building  and a little Robin came in through the doors flying up the stairs, passed us, we were lucky the up-stairs doors were closed,  other wise he would have flown into the main hall where one would not be able to rescuer him. For the main hall is vast.

This poor little bird was by a window within the stair well which will not open and kept flying into the glass, we desperately the three of us wanted to rescue the tiny bird. From harming it’s self. We needed a ladder so of I went to retrieve one

So rushing around in the snow back to the workshop to get a ladder, I trod back again huffing and puffing, crunching in the snow. We managed to move the little Robin from the window and I caught him in a hat. Gently climbing down the ladder, which was supported by one of my colleagues, I removed the cap and held him gently within my hands. He became still as I walk down the stairs to the open doors which had become the little bird’s prison, as I crunched back out in to the snow. I said now little friend your free, as I opened my hands he flow off.

We have done a good deed and we felt good throughout the day

Robin Free

Robin, Robin the snow is yours home
Where the blanket of white stretches from view
Not the doors open to world
Were people file through

 
You’re free in nature’s wonderment
Dance within the flakes that fall
Dance and show your chest so proud
You little red robin that chirps
Love songs to the world

  Written   D J Chapman

Doris Stokes

 Well I like to tell you about the story, how I became aware of the love of Doris Stokes. Going back in time, time by the way in reality is none existence, wow where was I , Ok what happen I was reading within the a magazine  a spiritual story and at the bottom there was a competition to win tickets for spiritual evening at the Barbican to e Doris Stokes, well I thought I will  enter this competition. So I wrote a poem about a spiritual experience I had when I was younger, did not think anymore after I posted this letter, Three weeks later this letter pop through the letter box,  when I opened this I was surprised to find that I had won two tickets to see Doris at the Barbican

 I and Maureen went to this event and well this lady and her guides were amazing the evidence from spirit was spot on. Somewhere within this evening I was crying with the emotion which everyone found so moving. Such a gentle down to earth lady, well after this event, we booked to see Doris at the London palladium theatre, this was also a great time for all. Let me give you an insight to one of these messages, the palladium is like tiers rising up to towards the heavens.  When Doris worked she could see a light over people’s heads which meant she should go to them.

 Well way up in the heavens she called to a man within the rows above, and an Asher would ask the people to pass a mike to the one with the light above there head hello love is your name Ted (“we used that name because I cant remember his name”) he said yes I have your wife here and then she gave the lady’s name Toms reply was a firm yes.  Doris said come down to the front of the stage take your time in the mean time Doris continued to demonstrate her gifts of love.

 Now Ted had arrived at the front of the stage Doris said hello my dear your wife is saying sorry that she left you in the night, and she says she walked for miles in her dressing gown, in between this Doris is asking the wife questions did you love she says then replies to Tom the lady’s husband, she said that she was found in water Tom  said that’s right Doris she also says that because of her illness she did not want you to have the burden of looking after her so she left in the middle of the night, tears started to flow  after the end of the message she said to Tom your wife said to me you still carry the ring within your right pocket, he said he did and produced  this item from this pocket  to great applause.

 Well one could never get close to Doris’s at these events

(“by the way I went out and bought all her books and they were easy to read and uplifting to”)  

My story goes like this When I was working in St John Wood we always have the radio on then there was a news flash Doris Stokes the medium has been taken to the Human Hospital, which was in St John Wood, well I decided to go over to see her and went out and bought some flowers and a card and dash over to see her. The hospital was in two sections. I went to the reception desk asking for Doris Stokes they said no one with that name here then one of them said there is a Doris Fisher, I said yes, he said not in this part of the hospital if you walk  towards Lords cricket ground the other section of the hospital is there ask in there. I did and they said Doris is on the second floor turn left at the top you will see flowers outside her room, I thank them move towards where Dories room is, By the way no one stopped me it seemed that spirit opened all the doors for me bless them.

As I approached the door where all these bouquet flowers, and sprays lay outside which were beautiful, and there was me with this small bundle of flowers dropping and a card, I felt so out of place. What to do with these flowers, then all of a sudden the door opened and a nurse said surprised, are those for Doris I said yes. She said you better come in give them to her, which I did, when I saw I said to Doris God can’t take you so much work to do, “She said lovey, I will work from spirit and I will work with children. The next day this lovely lady passed to realms of spirit love. Can you imagine the amazing love that awaited Doris?

Those words still say with me to this day  ……?

 Because I will tell you

 
There was all this commotion where her money has gone, is it in over- shore accounts. Just like newspaper material matters and slander, etc Doris’s picture plastered all over the papers which was so sad

 
I was reading the psychic news where there was a story that drew me to it was about a little girl who has just come out of coma her mother was so overjoyed, and then the little girl said I was helped by a lady in white. Her mother just was so thankful that her daughter was out of this coma then the little girl pointed to the newspaper and said that’s the lady in white, the picture was of Doris.

 That touched my soul that Doris is doing the work she said she would do

Spirit is the way and love to unfolding.

 D J Chapman   

Personal Responsibility         July 2008

One of the seven principles, today personally the true meaning of this really hit home.

Yesterday, I finally untied the apron strings to my son, Simon. He was 31 years of age yesterday, a heroin and crack addict for many years, who has been in and out of prison several times and cleaned himself up on a few occasions, the situation is very much like being on a roll coaster, you think that they are going to be ok and get their life together. And then they go back onto drugs. I try not to judge him, it is very difficult, he made that choice, but because we as mothers want to mother them and protect them. I am trying very hard to detach myself.

I decided a couple of months ago that enough was enough, I had the right to a life without the fear of the police and the problems that came with the territory. I am a spiritual healer and drugs do not fit into my way of life. I stopped giving my son money to feed his habit and stopped feeding him as it was costing me all of my wages and more, I must have spent thousand of pounds on him over the years. He was on benefits but most of that money went on drugs.

Yesterday, the police came and removed him from my premises, as I could take no more, 15 years is a long time. It was extremely hard, but I needed to do it for Simon's sake, he needs to take personal responsibility for his own actions. By me changing my attitude towards the problem it may eventually enable him to change for the better, as I have altered the pattern of our daily life. I have taken myself OFF the monopoly board "go to Jail" then "Home" repeating the same thing over and over again.

Thinking back I cannot tell you why or when the blinkers came off, and my thoughts changed, but I know I owe my strength to SPIRIT they have carried me all my life through a long hard journey and I have learned a lot.

My son will not speak to me at the moment and hates me, but I must not  give in I have come this far and MUST not go back to the old ways again. It may be a long time before he forgives me but I truly believe that one day he will understand and I will have my son back, and I will see that he has gained the knowledge and strength by letting him go. I dearly love him and will continue to send out healing for him but I cannot sit by and  watch him kill himself with drugs.

Take care my son and may God protect you and surround you in his light and love.

A Caring mother 

GOD'S LOVE 

Isn't it strange, when you start to think about different aspects of life
as a spiritualist, I'm always looking for the answers to do with the spirit side of life?

Take the time, when your mind knows healing works, but do we believe that it works not 89 or 99 percent, but a hundred percent. Well, I doubted this even though I have seen people move frozen shoulders, and pain disappears from the joints of the physical body. And a lady, who was told to go to the doctors where during an examination the lady, was sent to hospital where she had an operation. Even when I am used as a healing channel I still questioned,
the guides of energy who use me in this love.

Well one night I was on my way home from work. As I walked down the hill, which was steep. I suddenly stopped in my tracks; for in front of me lying on the pavement making such a sad noise of pain was a Robin redbreast. With its wing bent at a strange angle, his claws all screwed up. This was a Robin so fragile; people were walking by as if time had become so precious, walking by oblivious to this scene unfolding before them. Well, I looked around for something to place the little Robin on viewing this on the floor a Chinese takeaway lid. I placed the Robin on this flimsily piece of card. I thought I will leave this creature of God on the wall at least then he will be out of harms way.

I was about to walk away when I was impressed to place my hand over the top of the Robin,  in doing so he closed his eye and stopped crying. When I lifted my hand away he started to cry again, so this time I placed both my hands over the Robin. I became aware of people walking and rushing by. Even the cars were whisking by, the rustling of leaves from the trees. Then I joined my thoughts to God and asked to take this Robin out of this pain and suffering. I thought to myself if this Robin survived, I would believe that healing works hundred percent. I felt this energy, which came not from me, not from the healing guides, but from the little Robin. I have never felt such energy before, well when I removed my hands and looked the Robin just shook it's self and flew off. Well I was so overcome with humbleness I started to cry and thank God for this experience of love.

So now I ask the guides of healing and give thanks that I'm used as a channel. 
Spirit has ways of showing us the way in life. 

D.J.Chapman  

 ANIMALS MAN AND THE SPIRIT
 

STILLNESS

Be still and know that I am God".

Perhaps most off us are frightened of stillness. Stillness we associate with boredom or even depression. Is this because our stillness makes us think about ourselves and our many problems?

As we travel along the path we notice the needs of others and we long to assistance. We long to join this or that group in order that we may help our fellow- men. We long to bring peace to our loved ones and us long to help and ease some of the worlds suffering. Stillness seems out of place in a world where so many wrongs need to be put right; in a world of so much suffering and anguish. Have we the time to be still in today's world?

In spite of a deep longing to serve God through active service of some kind, we discover many problems within our own lives, which hinder us from being active in the way we wish to be active. These hindrances are many. it may be problems in the home, or ill health or we may be hindered  by our personality, which may be of a nervous kind making us prone to easy exhaustion. As we travel along the path seeking to serve others we may despair of all the problems, which hinder us.

Are we making the mistake of thinking that stillness is inactivity or laziness? Are we frightened of stillness because we do not know how to still? The present day world seems to have no place for stillness and yet this may be that the world needs at this time. Instead of increased activity, the world may be crying out for increased stillness.

Try being really still. Then as you achieve this stillness realise that you are now completely with God. Feel that you have left every fear and worry behind you and feel that you have put yourself totally at God's service. Do not think about yourself or about your own inadequacies. Think of yourself as kneeling quietly before God as you wait for God to find some use for your services. In the stillness you have placed yourself utterly in God's hands and you are asking him to use you in His way.

Be patient. It may be that God will use you as a peace-maker in his world. We so often forget that we can be more active in our thinking than in any other way , because thoughts are free and do not depend on material conditions. In our stillness we find God working through us in order to bless and comfort our loved ones. In our stillness we will find God sending healing thoughts to those who are sick. In our stillness we will find God sending through  us His thoughts of peace and we will notice these thoughts winging their way to far and wide throughout the world. In our stillness God will show His truth and purpose. In our stillness God will reveal to us Himself, so that we are able to see and recognize God in all that is around us. In our stillness we discover a new world of activity.

With a new joyousness we can now stop worrying about all that seems to hinder and depress us. 
We can stop the feelings of guilt and feelings of inadequacy. Without moving from our homes we can enter the wonderful world of stillness in order that God may use us in the most active of activities; God's wonderful world of thought. Without upsetting the pattern of our home life. Without rushing around and without the use of material help, we have become just what we have always longed to be. We have become a truly obedient' loving worker of God.

Our stillness brings us all the challenges that we need. In fact we find ourselves working more and more for God as we kneel more frequently before Him in perfect stillness. in our stillness God has come to us and in our stillness we have gone to God. 

Tracey
 
 

FIRE THE GRID

The Story 

We are now in a time when natural disasters like hurricanes, earthquakes,
and tidal waves are dramatically affecting our planet, and our lives on it.
We now have the power to destroy this beautiful Earth quickly, with atomic power, or more slowly, with pollution and devastation of our resources, and overpopulation. I have been guided to tell you that we also have the very real power to save this planet, and to make it a loving and healthy place for ourselves and for future generations. Please take a few minutes to read my story. It will hopefully save our Earth.

I have a story to tell you that I know will be hard to believe in parts, but it has happened to me, and I cannot erase or deny any of it (though at times I wish I could). I am a "normal" woman who grew up in simple yet chaotic times. I am much like you in most every way. I always thought I would be the last one to have a miracle occur in her life, much less two miracles, and all that has happened since. Therefore the tale I tell could be of your life, and not mine. But seeing it is mine I guess I was meant to tell it.

What I want to establish first, is the fact that miracles do happen and they happen to people like you and me. What we need to make these miracles happen is to open ourselves to the communication that is all around us every day. Communication not from this world but from the world of our creator, the cosmos and the universe. The message comes from a distance, but you find it by going inside and believing. We can all create miracles within our lives, and that is one of the main points in writing this for you. I have no special tricks. Simply open yourself to the possibility that what I tell you is possible and that it is available to every person.

 I will refer to God in many ways throughout this story. This is strange for me to refer to God in any sense, as I believed he had abandoned me a very long time ago. But I will refer to a prime creator of the cosmos and the universe, along with this earth that we live on every day. I call God the Prime Creator, because I want all those to understand that this story is completely unbiased and unprejudiced to any affiliation with any religion, and the God of my understanding is not only an earthly God, but a universal God. I will also refer to God as mother earth, Gaia, which I came to learn through this journey is the female piece of God. As in everything that is in our universe, you must balance darkness with light, peace with war, and recognize the two faces of God, the female and the male. We are all pieces of this Prime Creator. We are a part of God.

Two miracles happened in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. My son and I drowned in a flooded marsh and not only lived to tell the tale, but we are better than ever. I was "dead" for fifteen minutes. I was told by beings of light how to save myself, and my small son. And I was given a message on how to heal the Earth. 

As you are reading this I ask you with all my heart to open yourself to the possibility of what I say. I feel it is imperative that we unite this world as one planet with one common goal - to establish peace and prosperity for all, not just the select few who were blessed to be in the right place at the right time. We are entering a new phase of humanity and what I will tell you in this website will help us as a race to assimilate the changes that the future will bring. I have not had God in my life for forty years. I did however, as a child, chase the possibility of God. I felt that those people who had undying faith were the lucky ones, and the fact that I believed in nothing made me the loser. As a child I often spoke to God, but never felt heard or connected. It took life throwing me into a flooded marsh and drowning me, to open my eyes to the reality of how much we are all connected to the Divine power.

It is showing up now more than ever. You can go on the internet and find thousands of hits about the next phase of humanity, the era of enlightenment and the time of change. These stories are in our religions and in the stories of the ancient cultures such as the Mayans, the Egyptians and the Native Americans. We have all been waiting for the moment when things would be different, for surely God will do something to save us from ourselves. Well there is something in the works, but God is merely directing it through people like me, and it will take the faith of people like you to create the reality. Once again I am getting ahead of myself but in the messages I am receiving, I am being given a way for us all to participate in a healing of mother earth, and a launching of the human race into a time of health, peace and positive change. But for this to happen, you will need to sit in meditation for just one hour of your life. 

I once heard in the star trek series "resistance is futile." I did not want to be a messenger for God, but when God wishes our awakening, it will happen. So now I will tell you the truth of what happened to me, after a car accident that occurred in Nov. 2002.

My son and I were travelling to a friend’s house for an afternoon of play, when disaster hit. My car was swept into a flooded marsh after hydroplaning. The car landed upside down in this boggy marsh, and sank to the bottom. I tried to open the car's windows, but the power windows failed and we were trapped inside. I spoke with my tiny son who was four at the time, and assured him that mommy would get him out. The car was filling up quickly with the cold murky water and I held my son's coat tightly in my hand, while I waited to be fully submerged. I hoped that I could open the door after the car equalized with water and we would swim out. My final words to my little boy as the water came over his head was "hold your breath honey; mommy will have us out soon". I watched him take a large gulp of the remaining air, and the water took him. When I felt the last air pocket escape the car I tried the door. It wouldn’t budge! The other door was equally stuck. I struggled with the doors several times, to no avail. We were trapped and going to die. 

At this point I took Evan’s little body and pushed it over the seat, hoping beyond hope that he would find air. As I struggled to free us from this coffin on wheels, I realized I had to breathe. As I drank the deep breath of water into my lungs, the fiery feeling added panic to the moment. I wanted my baby back and I swung my arms feverously about in an effort to find his body. I couldn’t, and I needed to breathe again. That is when I heard a voice, a calm majestic voice, directing me to relax. This voice cooed in my ear, reassuring me that all would be well. I was infused with the knowledge that if I fought the water, my rescuers would not be able to revive me when they arrived. The voice said that if I fought the water I would drown…no shit I thought, I get a wise ass ghost on my deathbed. The voice continued to give me instructions about what was to happen, and that all would be well if I just followed the instructions.

I relinquished myself to this voice from beyond, and passed quietly into the other side. While on the other side I saw beings of light, who once again assured me that my son and I would not only get out of this car, but we would both be fine. They were definite in explaining that I must follow instructions implicitly and not lose faith in their words. I was told to have faith that I would be divinely directed, and I was. It took my rescuers fifteen minutes to pull my lifeless body from that car, and another seven minutes of CPR to revive me. As my body bolted upright, I blurted "get my baby out of the car". Twenty two minutes had passed, the rescuers jumped back into the freezing bog to retrieve my son, knowing against hope, that he was dead. It took rescuers another five minutes or so to get my boy free from that car. His limp body was transported to the IWK Children’s Hospital, where he was immediately hooked to every machine known to mankind.   

The team of emergency doctors and neurologists were waiting for me. 
They assured me that my sweet little boy was indeed brain dead, and in addition to this, his internal organs were full of blood. He was haemorrhaging throughout his body and his organs were non- viable. Things were the most bleak I have ever known. That is when the voice came to me again. "Have faith child." The doctors advised me to unplug my baby and let him pass peacefully, for even if a miracle happened and he did live, he would be a vegetable. "No quality of life", is all I remember thinking. Once again I heard the voice "has faith". For that moment the doctors agreed to keep Evan on life support, but advised me not to hold out any hope. He had less than one percent chance of living and then he would continue to be hooked to all these machines for the rest of his life. Remember, I had no God, so I could not even call for guidance. It was in the quiet of my first moment alone, that I was given the instructions. "Follow the instructions implicitly", memories of the visions and the voice in the lake flooded back to me. There was someone there with me, I was sure of it, and I decided to listen carefully.

I was instructed to rebuild my son’s aura by infusing his little body with the auras of others. Twenty minutes at a time was one of the first rules; for if it was longer, you would drain the aura of the giver. They instructed me to parade loving people through Evan's room, each depositing their own energy field into his lifeless body. They were to do this by connecting their flesh to his flesh and allowing their energy to run through his body, and then to give Evan their “gift." If they sang, they were to sing. If they were story tellers, tell a story, and so on. Infuse him with positive energy and your love and your talents, and this will revive him.

I proceeded against hospital protocol to send loving humans into my son’s room every half hour. They then followed the instructions and gave their gift of love. This procession lasted twenty four hours a day, for three days. Dozens and dozens of people came. They "camped out" everyday and every night; loving trusting souls infusing his lifeless body with fresh energy. The fact that I was able to convince the hospital to allow this unorthodox behaviour to happen was a miracle in itself, but on the third day, after 72 hours of constant vigil, my boy opened his little eyes and recognized me. He was back!!!

The doctors were baffled. They continued to tell me that he would never walk or talk or be a normal child again. However their words this time had no effect on me.  The guidance and direction from my spiritual light beings had proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that he would be fine; after all, my "friend" in the lake had told me so.  Within the first week Evan had recovered all his body functions, and by the end of the second week, he was running down the halls to the hospital playroom. This was indeed an incredible miracle. What had I done to deserve such reprieve by our Almighty Creator? I didn’t know nor did I care. I wanted to take my son home and be done with the whole nightmare. This is when I realized that I might be done with my light friends, but they were not done with me.   

I continued to hear the voices and be directed with both visions and seeing auras.  Needless to say, I was more than a little freaked out. As time passed I would ask  "What do you want of me?" They would speak of the love for the universe and how things have gone terribly wrong. Humanity has spiralled out of control, and has lost its true connection to God and to this Earth. They want desperately for me to give the humans of this world a message from "beyond," that we have inside of us the power to unite this planet as one race with peace and prosperity for all. This power lies inside us all, and when combined with the loving energy of other humans, we can do for this planet what we did for my son. We can revive this Earth and catapult it into healing. With this healing will come a new phase of humanity. We will have a time of peace and harmony. All it will take is our intention, as a united group, and one hour of our time. 

 So as the voices and visions unravelled I was given the guidance of how to make this all happen. However it will take many of us on this planet to see to the success of the project. As they told me to rotate the humans through my son’s room, they have told me to unite humanity from every corner of the globe. Not every human, just representatives from every corner. We can do this. We need to unite enough people to fire the divine energy system of this planet and jump start it like we did with my boy.

This global project of loving intention is completely possible. Your intention to make it happen can change the outcome of this planet. I will discuss the details of the plan in phase three of this website. I will give you the directions to follow, and you will see how little it will take for you to become an ambassador of light to our home, planet Earth. I beseech you to join me when we fire the Earth grid on July 17, 2007 at 11:11 Greenwich Mean Time — 12:11 (12:11 PM) in your time zone — , and add your energy to this project. I promise you, just one hour of your time and you can help heal this planet, and help create peace among all people. My son and I are examples of the power of positive energy, and what humans are truly capable of when they unite with the intention of love. Love is the universal language of our world, and the world beyond.

 MOTHER'S SPIRIT LOVE

When one looses someone close to them, it becomes difficult to go on
with ones journey of life. But we do and we get stronger for this, so let me
tell you this story, we are many years down the line. I am now working 
for Spirit as a instrument of love, thorough my guide's, helpers and I thank
God and the light humbly that I can help others along my path.

I was relaxing with my thoughts in mediation, before I set out for Finchley 
church to serve when I sent out my prayers and light to others, when my 
thoughts went to my Mother who is in the spirit world.  This is where one can 
break down in tears, if we did not know that we pass onto the realms of 
spirit,  for I miss the cuddle of the physical but I know Mum will be there
around me and would be with me at the service.

So off to the church I went, what a lovely service we had many messages
from those in the realms of spirit were excepted in love.  During this event
I was drawn to a lady sitting in the corner, evidence was given and received.
When I stopped in my tracks there was an image of my mother over shadowing
this lady that I could see.  I said to this lady that you look like my mother, and then as I said this my mother was by my side. We worked together within this service then Mum moved to the chair then disappeared. After the service the lady came over to me and asked did she really look like your mum, I said you were my mother. So this lady said to me then I should give you a hug, then she wrapped her arms around me... 
  David Chapman
     

LEARNING TO GROW

Every soul must have a shadow, every day must have a night 
Every tide will turn and leave you, every season has it's night
From tiny streams to lakes and mountains every aspect has the same, Every soul must have a shadow Every soul should know it's name, with rules unfixed it's your making And you make it what you will, this way you have total freedom Free to nourish, free to kill, and you're the only one who'll judge you When it counts you'll make your mark, in the summer touch the sunshine In the winter, when it's dark, every soul will have it's seasons Every soul has to learn, from children, souls of heroes Everyone will take their turn, for life's a gift, a chance to find that place of peace Within your mind. And if you find it here on earth, you've touched the spirit of your birth But every soul must have a shadow, never shrink from what you find Turn it around and make it useful, knowledge stored within your mind
Memories of all you've been through, things of beauty you have seen
People met that learn to love you, despite the shadow they had seen

Sandra
 

SOME THOUGHTS FOR THE MIND FROM PEOPLE OF HISTORY

Friendship needs no words. It is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

Dog Hammarkjold

You see things and you say Why? But I dream things that never were; and say Why not?

Thomas Edison

One must speak for life and growth amid all this mass of destruction and disintegration

Tis better to be a fool in sunshine than wise men in fog

New ideas can be good or bad, just the same as old ones.

Art is a mirror to reflect the world, but a hammer with which to shape it.

You cannot put your foot in the same river water twice.

Man's capacity for justice makes democracy possible, but man's inclination to injustice makes
democracy necessary.

The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty of the bad people, but the silence over 
that by the good people.

Martin Luther King

In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity

A man of words and not deeds is like a garden full of weeds

It is necessary to blow out the other person's light to let your own shine

Worry is the interest paid on trouble, which has yet to arrive

The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it

Silence is not only golden - it is seldom misquoted

A fool finds no pleasure in understanding, but delights in airing his won words

A man is sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do. Nothing else.

As a man grows older and wiser, he talks less and says more

The true use of speech is not so much to express out wants as to conceal them

Of course truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense

Mark Twain

The Miracle Of Sound 

1986, for me, was a very challenging year. In September I had a phone call from my step-dad to tell me that Mum had just been taken in to hospital, I was in London, so was able to get to Bedford pretty quick. Over the next 3 months Mums condition sadly deteriorated, although at one point thanks to very many prayers and healing it did look as if she was becoming well enough to leave the hospital, but it wasn't to be. So often God has other plans for us that we don't always understand, till they start to unfold.

In November '86 I had arrived back home after many visits to my mum and step-dad,
the phone rang, it was the hospital to tell me that my step-dad had been admitted to hospital and had suffered a major heart attack. He had passed to spirit before I could reach him. Over these months I had built up a wonderful friendship with the hospital chaplain, he was a great source of comfort to my Mum and to myself, visiting Mum regularly, she looked forward to his visits. at the time my step-dad passed Mums condition was grave, she was floating between two worlds, unable to communicate. I was in a dilemma, I wanted
her to know that the man she had loved for 15 years had passed, but, Oh my God how will it affect her. Alan, the hospital chaplain and I sat in the consulting room and prayed for guidance, a still small voice spoke inside, "go with your feelings" then Alan said "how will you feel if you don't tell her" at that time I didn't have the knowledge of eternal life in the way that I have now.

We both went in to her room with my cousin and uncle, I sat on the bed, my mum was in a comatose state, due to medication and her condition. I said slowly to Mum, "Jesus has taken Doug to live with him" we both cried uncontrollably for a while as a great serenity filled the room. We both said the Lords Prayer together, the first words Mum had spoken for what seemed like a matter of weeks.

A week later, Mum passed to the great realms of Spirit, Alan and I arranged a most wonderful uplifting funeral service, Alan invited me to read as part of the service, but, I felt I would be too emotional to do so. As the service started I cried, as I cried I was filled with so much serenity and strength. I wish that I had accepted Alan's invitation to do the reading, if only I had have trusted the power of Spirit at that time, I would have known I could do it. Hundreds turned out to say goodbye to Mum and Doug.

The last physical sense to leave us is our sense of hearing

Amen

David Man Clark
   

Spirits vision of love

I as a medium go around different churches doing God's work.
These are some of the events I experienced through the love of spirit, which I would like to impart to you.

The night was freezing in November on a Thursday 1987, only nine people turned up for the service at Stratford in the East London area. This was the night that something happened. It's the first time that I came into contact with spirit, in solid form, which I did not know; they looked like a psychical person. An RAF man showed himself and then he faded, then I was honoured to see a man and a woman who appeared also.  I thank spirit for showing these images to me it was wonderful to see spirit in solid form.

Next time spirit showed me other images when I was working at Woodford church in 1992 in August on a Saturday afternoon I was asked to do some private readings. I was doing a reading for a woman and all of sudden a pack of cards appeared on the table. I mentioned seeing the cards.  A sword appeared and disappeared, I gave some more information about the sword. 

Working at Bristol in October 1998 when I was doing a service I was drawn to a woman in giving a message to her, I noticed a man at the back of the church and thought to myself I did not see him come in. He looked just like one of the congregation.  The door to the church was behind me, there was no way in from the back of the church or by the side only behind me. As I mention this man and describe him to this lady who she accepted and he faded out.
 

Patrick Murray
   

Dear Diary,

I asked for more. My confidence is certainly edging its way up,
 little by little, and I sat and asked my guide if he could allow
 me more so that messages might be a lot clearer for people.
 I certainly felt ready and I looked forward to the following
 weeks circle at the temple that Saturday.  It was Friday
 night and I was out in the kitchen about 9.30pm
 when the most surreal experience I've ever had happened. 

Going back a year, briefly to explain what had been happening,
 I had had a similar experience to the one I’m about to write about,
 where a severely injured man stood shouting at the end of my bed
 one night.  At the time I had no idea where he had come from
 or who he was, and as frightening as the shouting had been with
 yells of “You did this to me!!”, I had felt a protective warmth
 around me and could hear words telling me ‘you have nothing
 to fear, you're perfectly safe, just watch and listen, you are safe.’ 

 I had watched and listened with that reassurance and realised
that the man was not shouting at me as I’d first thought,
but was shouting at someone who wasn't here.  I had tried to
wake my partner who was lying next to me, but the man
disappeared moments later.  Though it was real, it had been
given to me in a way that if I’d have been uncomfortable or frightened of what I’d seen,
I could have dismissed it as if it were a dream.  It was as if I was being gently
led into certain experiences.  It wasn't a dream and I have had proof since of where
he came from thanks to a neighbour knowledgeable on local history, but it was
as if I had been given a safety catch, a way out that I could have taken if I had
found it too much to handle at that particular time.  

 But I digress; back to the present.  On this particular Friday night,
the kids were out visiting relatives so I had a very rare little
while to myself.  Having asked for more now, all this time later,
I got far more than I bargained for in what seemed like the next step,
and was given to me in a way I would never in a million years
have expected. It was like something out of a horror film e.g.,
you know when someone opens the bathroom cabinet, shuts it
and a face is behind them though staring back in the mirrors reflection?
I was in the kitchen washing up when I opened the cupboard
closest to the kitchen door to put a plate away.

 As I shut it again, there was a face, all on its own, as if it was peeking through
the kitchen door but was right up level with the edge of the cupboard as clear as you or I.  It wasn't faded or anything like that and was as clear as day, but he had dark hair, honey/greenish eyes and a Cheshire cat like grin, sticking his head round and looking at me like how Jack Nicholson looks at his wife  through the door in The Shining! I screamed and jumped backwards, completely caught out by the face that vanished almost a second after it had appeared. I was completely shaken and just stood there for a few moments trying to comprehend and make sense of what I had just seen.  It's certainly not a face I recognised and the expression gave me the willies!  I put the kettle on and made a coffee wondering what the heck that had been about.

As I stirred in the milk, my heart was still going pretty fast after the shock of it and it dawned on me that I was still in the kitchen. Once upon a time I think something like that would have had me running out of the house like my backside was on fire, but it didn't. My hand was shaking as I picked up the cup, took a deep breath and chuckled as I tried to note what I was feeling. I didn't feel threatened at all which really surprised me considering what the thing had looked like, and as I walked right past the spot where it had been, a slow but amused grin crept on my face and I shook my head. By the time I'd got into the front room, sat down and was putting my coffee on the table, I glanced towards the door, then up and around. 

I just knew what it was, and it was okay ;)

"Thanks a bunch!" I called out. "Nice try! If that was a test it was
 a damn good one and hope I passed after that! You nearly gave
 me a frickin heart attack! Was I supposed to leg it?” I laughed.
 “Sorry, not happening, I want my night in!”  I just knew it
 had been a test of some sort and after the initial shock of it, certainly
 found it humorous, and I felt proud that at the end of the day,
 I hadn’t been freaked out, and I slept well that night.  My confidence
 in recognising what I was being given and why, went up a little more. 

The following day it was really on my mind still, but in a good way.
The face in the kitchen the day before had been quite frightening,
there's no question, and I was glad I had been able to tell what it was
about at least.  I went to circle that evening and had some meaningful
messages for most of the people present and then sat for the service afterwards. 

I sat in the audience/congregation and saw a small child run through one
door that then just stood there for a moment and ran back again.
 It wasn't so clear and was quite shadowed, but it was a little boy none the less.
I asked for more, something that would clarify or have meaning to the person the little boy was here for and got the name that for privacy reasons I shall call * Veronica. I would have to wait for the service to finish before I could (and did) 
approach the person whose little boy it had been, while the name Veronica it turned out had been the name of the person's mother.

But I was back from my own thoughts when C., the medium that evening, came to me. She stopped in front of me, looked up towards the ceiling, and her face showed that she was trying to repeat words she was receiving.

"This is an odd one,” she said. “Because the spirits are telling me
 that....* they're really glad that you're not frightened....because it means
 they can do a lot more with you now *"

I burst out laughing and clapped to myself and told C I knew
exactly what they were talking about. There was my next confirmation
that I was on the right track and beginning to understand and trust
what I was starting to get more and more.  When I got home that night,
I thanked my guide for his help with a little message of my own for him
and I heard a distinct chuckle in my ear ;)

* The names in this entry have been changed out of respect for individuals’ privacy.