The Siamese Cat



Having gone back to doing clairvoyant readings after not doing any for a couple of years, I find it so exciting; knowing that I am really seeing & communicating with people who have “passed over”! The problem is I am unable to share these stories because it would be breaking client confidentiality.

I thought I would go back to when I first became interested.
I always maintain that everyone is clairvoyant & if we lived in a culture that acknowledged this, people’s clairvoyant ability would not atrophy.

When I “see”; “hear”; or “sense” something it flashes in a fraction of a second.

In 1978 I attended lectures at the Gawler Institute about Spiritualism & similar philosophies.

The Spiritualist minister who ran those meeting also ran meditation groups. At one of these group meetings she supposedly went into trance; which is now called channeling; but it was so obviously fake.

I was very sceptical in those days and viewing a phoney trance didn’t help give me confidence in this philosophy. But instead of just giving up I was able to get into a Spiritualist psychic development group run by a lady by the name of Stella Darwood.

Stella actually paid a lot of attention to me. Trying to help me to develop my clairvoyance.  The other older ladies in the group were not impressed. Just as now a days when this now so called “New Age” philosophy is the flavour of the century. Most people were coming from ego and into “one up manship!

At one session Stella said to me “What are you seeing?” And I said “Nothing”. Stella told me exactly what I was seeing!

  It was a man wearing 19th century clothing and a flat cap with a peek; pulling a wooden wheel barrow. This amazed me because still being extremely sceptical I thought that what I was seeing, I was imagining.

Plus the image just flashed onto my mind & was gone.

This quick flash tied in with a theory put forth in a book that I had read before pursuing the Spiritualist path. That many realities exist in the same space but because the electrons are revolving at different speeds (per each reality) around the protons & neutrons the other realities are out of phase.

  I have thought since the late eighties that we are in a “virtual reality”. Well, I consider this the best analogy for something I know I cannot understand.

If we don’t have a concept for something it doesn’t exist for us. I therefore just have to accept that there are many things beyond my understanding.

The first time Stella went into trance I saw her face change to a Mongolian looking man. I said nothing but the man next to me described exactly what I saw after the trance was over.

Stella had a Siamese cat who sat with the psychic development group. I noticed in future sessions that if someone was in genuine trance the cat would sit upright & pay attention. If it was fake the cat would not be interested.

There was one lady in Stella’s classes that went into genuine “trance”. Her face changed to an American Indian Sharman. I could see “him” holding what looked like a rattle. And ofcourse the cat paid attention.

Reading this blog I realize there is no conclusion!

So to conclude; I actually nursed Stella when she died in the early nineteen eighties at the R.A.H.

I have only been in communication with her a couple of times since her death but I don’t “call her in”.

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