Knock before entering please!! ‘A word about trance mediumship‘
I had often wondered about the tales I had heard, of ‘Walk ins’, or trance Mediumship. Was it real? Did it occur? Or did it belong in the pages of Victorian ‘ Tales of the Unexpected’, style stories? I was about to find out!A phone call I received, to book an appointment to consult myself, started the whole thing off!
The woman with the appointment knocked on my door. I answered, and quite frankly she, on catching sight of me, gave me a look that I can only describe as ‘ something had crawled up her nose’!
She seemed hesitant about entering my home, then announced;
“ Well! You are no Doris Stokes ARE YOU? You are far too young to be any good!”
But I’ve come a long way, so I’ll give you a try. I suppose”.
I was tempted to retort, “ Flattery will get you everywhere”, but thought ‘ I am going to have a hard enough time connecting with this individual, so I’d better (for the moment,) hold my tongue’. If I had known the prophecy this thought belied, I would have refused to do the reading, and curled up on the sofa, and watched ‘EastEnders’ instead!
I asked her what ‘kind’ off consultation she required?
She replied in a tone I didn’t like, “ Don’t know, Surprise me”.
I thought I would start with Psychometry!
As I reeled of various facts about her, she would occasionally nod or say “Quite right”. But the rest of the time she looked bored preferring to gaze at the ceiling rather then take, any notice of me!
She was physically a very large lady. That and her ‘Attitude’ made me feel a tad intimidated!
“ The last thing I remember was her saying, “YES, YES, GET TO THE POINT!”
I then experienced a feeling that I can only describe (this is difficult as the language to describe this dosen’t really exist) I felt a bit dizzy, vague, far away and shook my head trying to clear it.
I looked up and could quite clearly see this woman, but now she was on the opposite side of the room to me, instead of sitting right beside me!
As if that wasn’t confusing enough for yours truly, for a split second (I thought) I could also view MY SELF, ACROSS THE ROOM, SITTING BESIDE HER, ON THE SOFA!
I then felt I was being sucked down, as if by gravity. If you can picture and feel the feeling you get, when you are at the peak of the roller coaster about to plummet, you’re getting close!
I was aware I suddenly couldn’t breath, this made me panic. When I discovered the reason for this, I can’t say it made me feel any better!
She was suffocating me with her ample cleavage! She was hugging me and calling me “Mummy”?
Whoa!
“ What the hell are you doing?”. I snarled. rather startled by this sudden change of heart she had seemed to display.
She looked genuinely puzzled.
She explained, as it must have been apparent, that I didn’t have a clue, as to what was going on?
She explained, (in her words), one minute YOU were there, the next minute you were my MOTHER! You spoke with her voice, used her expressions and even your face seemed, to change!
She went on to say that her ‘mum’ had passed on, six weeks previously. She had left a big mess concerning her finances, documents and had also neglected to mention whom her daughters real father was!
She added that it was all right now as after her “TWO HOUR CHAT” WITH ‘MOTHER’ all these points had now been cleared up.
Believe if you will, regardless of actually ‘being there’ THAT, I was sceptical!
It had seemed to me that my temporary ‘fit’ had only lasted seconds.
I quickly looked at the clock. The time that had elapsed seemed to confirm her story! I was in shock. And like many people suffering from shock, I was also freezing cold! I was so cold my teeth were chattering.
This feeling off being ‘Frozen to the bone’ was to last a whole week!
I literally sat for most of that week, bundled close to a radiator, wearing more clothes than your average Eskimo.
I have not since suffered a repeat of this experience, and DO NOT wish to!
I have rationed that this lady was such a strong, shall we say, ‘character,’ and that her mother was so determined to communicate (and perhaps, also, was a strong no nonsense, type person) that in their haste to ‘Connect’ they had simply ‘BY PASSED’ yours truly!
I immediately made it known, to all listening out there, that they were to ask my permission before ‘ WALKING IN ON ME’ like that, AND, not to do it again.. ever! I hadn’t signed up to be a psychic, I certainly didn’t agree to this.
I shouted these instructions out in to the universe, ‘Like a thing POSSESED!
This is quite a rare thing to have happen, don’t worry!
But…
Expect the unexpected!
“IF YOU …talk to God, its called religion.
If he talks to you, its called Schizophrenia!”
Anon.
