This is my Life (5)

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Well after the visit from Mrs B I suddenly realised that everything I had been learning with the power of three circle, my Nanna, My mum and me was not just a game. Spirit was real, not only could I give clairvoyance through the T leaves and through poetry and dreams, I could now see and communicate with them. The dream state got more profound, I dreamt of beautiful cities with beautiful seas where people played with beautiful metalic coloured balls and bubbles, colours which I have never seen in this dimension. I see them still through dreams and in meditation. How can you describe the enormity of what you feel and see when your eyes close. I started to live my dreams and although my mum said I was sleepwalking and and one point changed all the locks on the doors to stop me going out into the street, I often awoke remembering the wind in my hair and looking down at the dirty feet and muddy carpet knew I had been out of the house again. When I couldn't get out I flew out. I distinctly remember a man asking me if I was ok as I walked back up the street one night in my nightclothes near my house. Countless times I have flown in and out of the bedroom windows and sometimes I tried so hard to take off from the floor, flapping my arms like crazy but the spirits that had not healed and passed over fully grabbed my feet and tried to prevent me from going but I always always got up. I saw the whole town, I flew in and out of my Grandmas house, off the church room and eventually back through the window into bed. My dad would often come to wake me up for school and I would be lying with my head perched on my elbow as if I had been awake for hours and he would grin and say "good morning face", I must have looked so angelic. I got into the habbit of lying sleeping semi upright like this as it was easier to get lift off so to speak. Much of my flying had purpose. I have walked many large buildings looking for people to help them escape, definately through the holacaust where I pushed and dragged people along corridors then flew them up to the top of the buildings nearby only to see the buildings they were in catch fire or become very quiet with the sense of death. I do believe I have been helping people since around the age of 13 this way, this still happens from time to time but my techniques are more sophisticated now. I am starting to babble but this is just one aspect of my new senses and skills. I got interested in anything I could lay my hands on to read, reading the whole series of Dennis Wheatley which at my age was real adult reading, I went to the library constantly refreshing any book I could get. The wonderful books we have to day were not available and I had to satisfy myself with what I could find. Then someone bought be a dream book which I still have and still read bits from it from time to time. I wrote more and more poetry, drew strange pictures if I could find paper and pens, spent time alone walking the dog and so on. Adolescence hit me and at 15 I found myself with a new baby sister, our little bonus. I had a brother who was 18 months younger than me and my mum used to say that she could see him lift out of his body sometimes when he slept but she never mentioned me doing it. But I obviously did. My mum who had by now become an International clairvoyant started to do readings at home and started to go back actively to the Spiritual Churches to give mediumship. Yes you guessed it, that's where I found myself too. I liked somethings about these churches and disliked others but they were full of love. People that visited my mum were intriguing, some came with a gang of spirit friends around them, but didn't know this, and those that said they were psychic usually had no one with them. I found this strange until I realised there was such a thing as power and ego but they didn't fool me. If my instinct told me something was amiss I usually was right. I have always followed my intuition it is my best guide and has served me very well along my journey. Then there were the others, those that followed me around. I know that I now have several spirit guides but there is alot of them, I think this must be my ancesters because it is in my genes. I ask for the help I need in any given situation and people who know me understand when I start staring at something over their shoulder or speaking out loud but I have to watch what I am doing and when you are young it is very confusing. Always trust your instinct and your guides they will never let you down, even if things don't seem quite right at the time, things turn out best in wonderful and fantastic ways. See you soon for the next bit. Love and Light my friends and happy flying